Chapter 545

When I entered society, I was deeply confused.

My colleagues and I had to work hard just to survive, while some people did nothing yet lived far better than we did.

After work, I walked through the bustling streets of Shinjuku, where countless brilliant lights blazed—but not one was lit for me.

At that time, I felt perhaps Earth did not belong to all humanity, but only to those at the very top; we ordinary citizens were merely their appendages.

Then I began to regret, thinking, “If only I could go back in time, I would have agreed to Meifurasu.”

Meifurasu looked at Xiao Wu’s weary eyes and saw the trajectory of his journey from innocence to awakening.

It was not a sudden growth of a child, but a cruel transformation, bit by bit worn down by reality.

The child who once refused him, standing firm despite threats and bribes, finally saw the truth of the world through growth.

Life slowly bent his back, and gradually rewrote his answer.

Meifurasu spoke slowly: “My offer from twenty years ago still stands—if you’re willing to say, ‘I give you Earth,’ I will take you, Xiao Wu, to my planet and grant you eternal life.”

Xiao Wu chuckled: “Those were just venting. Meifurasu, you’re a bit late—I’ve got a new plan now: I’m going to Ultrastar!”

Meifurasu: “Ultrastar?”

Xiao Wu continued to explain his inner journey.

“A few years ago, I was utterly depressed. After work, I was so exhausted that even video games and manga felt meaningless.”

“I envied the rich who could do as they pleased—I thought they lived in luxury while I was stuck in a life I could see all the way to the end. It was so unfair.”

“Then I remembered you had offered me a chance before, and I hadn’t valued it. I grew to hate my past self even more.”

“Carrying immense regret, I stood in front of a truck barreling toward me on the road...”

“At that moment, a circus master saved me—he was the ringmaster. Under his guidance, I found faith.”

Meifurasu: “Faith? Christianity or Buddhism?”

Xiao Wu: “Ultramanism.”

Meifurasu: “?”

Xiao Wu smiled: “After I embraced the faith, I became very happy and fulfilled.”

“My fellow believers took care of me and sent me to help others who truly believed in Ultraman.”

“The circus master told us that if we followed the teachings and emulated Ultraman, one day Ultraman would take us to Ultrastar.”

Meifurasu had no idea what to say.

Wasn’t this just Christianity with a different skin—“believe in God, and you’ll go to heaven after death”?

Ultrastar? With the power of the Plasma Spark Tower, you’d all turn to ash the moment you reached the Land of Light.

But as a “miracle walking among mortals,” it was natural for a cult venerating Ultraman to emerge.

Still, this cult sounded utterly unreliable.

Meifurasu: “So what are your teachings? Do you have to pay a lot of money each month?”

Xiao Wu: “Of course not!”

Meifurasu thought: If it’s not about money, then things might be even more complicated.

Just now Xiao Wu said “emulate Ultraman”—could this “Ultramanism” have a pope who wants to eliminate someone by declaring, “This person is evil; everyone, emulate Ultraman and destroy him”?

Xiao Wu continued: “Our teachings are simple: all who truly believe in Ultraman must unite, help each other, and do good deeds in daily life to aid others.”

Meifurasu froze: “That’s it?”

Xiao Wu: “Yes.”