Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 287 Two-Way Misunderstanding
Howard Wilson had no idea at this time that he had been taken care of by a certain Kamen Rider. His attention was still on the control panel of the cab.

Military submarine control equipment is generally relatively complex. Without professional training or courses, it is difficult to operate it.Someone in the past was able to master it proficiently and even open it without moving his hands, all because of cheating.

However, at this time, Howard had not received any systematic training and did not have any plug-ins. He did not even have an instruction manual, but he started it so easily.

He had no idea what functions those weird buttons or joysticks had or what they could do.But it seems that as long as he thinks that the handle or button has a function, then that is what it is.

For example, if there is a red button in front of him, and he thinks it is the start button, then that is the start button.

That's how he drives a submarine.

Anyway, the person outside thinks he can drive a submarine, so he should be able to.

Pushing a pole, the submarine turned on just like that, completely ignoring that the original function of the pole was actually to drain water...

Under such magical operation, the submarine moved in an extremely weird way, and the speed was very fast, much higher than the fastest speed of the most advanced submarines at the moment, coupled with the unknown ocean current , this submarine traveled through the sea water like an arrow.

The dolphins outside were able to keep up with the abnormal speed and followed the submarine unhurriedly, guarding the submarine.

Howard's entire focus was on driving the submarine. After all, this was his current duty, and now his mind was unable to think about too many complicated things. It was as if he had no brain and relied solely on instinct.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't notice someone sneaking in.

William's nerves were tense and his heart was beating rapidly, almost rising to his throat.

He held the knife tightly in his dominant hand, with the sharp blade facing outward, and his back was pressed against the wall.He didn't know exactly what he needed to face next.

But he thought it was certainly not the original Wilson, or the one he was familiar with.

With the belt created by that person and the monster cards lent to him, he was able to get out of that strange state.An ordinary person like him could do it, but he didn't believe that he couldn't.

But if you think about it differently, that anomaly can actually replace the walking incarnation of an alien god in the human world. It is definitely not a simple role.

Their entire expedition team was in crisis, and the cause of all this was the drift bottle, but the truth behind the incident was still like a fog.

A thick shadow floated in his mind.

He held his breath and slowly opened the cockpit door.

I don’t know if the guys inside were overconfident and thought it was impossible for them to escape from the dream, so the cockpit door didn’t even close.

In the faint light source, the complex equipment inside slowly appeared in front of him. The exquisite structure embodies human wisdom.

But even if it is an ingenious human creation, under such weird circumstances, it can only be reduced to a toy of inexplicable things.

The back view was exactly the same as Wilson's, the slightly curly black hair, and the exposed skin seemed to be no different from Wilson's, almost a 1:1 replica.

But this made William even more alert.

The ancient race they encountered before also had the ability to copy their appearance.We are already here, no matter what, we can no longer hesitate, we must make the final decision.

Before the pain left by the current dissipates, action must be taken.

Otherwise, he will fall into that muddy abyss again.

William took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he stretched out an arm, quickly and firmly held the other person's neck, and put the knife in his other hand against the other person's throat.

Maybe this is of no use to the monster, but it is the only method he can think of as a human.

The belt has lost its function, the limitations of the firearm are too strong, there are still dolphins surrounded by layers, and the deep sea of ​​several kilometers, and the invisible force blocks their thoughts and pulls them into an eternal dream. .

As a weak human being, it is almost impossible to break through these difficulties.

The only breakthrough he could think of now was the mysterious and powerful Outer God.

Now this fake and shoddy guy might have some clues.

In William's mind, he had already foreseen all kinds of changes that might happen next. For example, the guy in front of him, who had been held by his neck with a knife, suddenly turned into a pile of mud, or turned into a man with a long body. An ugly monster covered in scales...

But he never expected that this guy would raise his hand very submissively and look at him with a blank expression.

The bright yellow beeswax eyes were full of confusion. Under the reflection of the lenses, William's face, which was now blackened by electricity, was reflected, with his hair standing on end, looking hideous and terrifying.

…………

Howard was driving the submarine fine, but suddenly a man kidnapped him from behind without any moral integrity.

Of course, he couldn't give in so easily. Even if his mind was a mess, he still had the instinct to fight back. Not everyone could destroy the instinct of survival.

He resisted hard and struggled to raise his head, and then he saw the strange black color in the deep sea's condensed light. His whole body exuded a burnt smell, and even his hair stood on end, exuding a burning smell. Strong smell.

Such a terrifying monster appeared behind him, holding an unknown sharp weapon that exuded coldness, revealing its white teeth, and two pieces of dark, burnt flesh that opened and closed, as if it wanted to say something.

But after seeing his face clearly and seeing his expression, the monster seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Howard let out a sharp scream from his throat that was enough to pierce his eardrums. Relying on biological instinct, he raised his hands, then grabbed the other person's hair and pulled hard.

There was confusion in the eyes, and some murmurs were squeezed out of the throat, which seemed to be able to evoke deeper madness and hallucinations layer by layer.

The two scholars with low martial arts and weak hands started fighting in the cockpit.

You punch me and kick me, there is no aesthetic feeling at all, and the attack power is too bad.

Without the pilot's control, the submarine still maintained its original speed, relying on the southward ocean current, and heading in the predetermined direction.

(End of this chapter)