Ultraman: I'm just a scientist

Chapter 803 Carmilla
In Duanmu Ci's ground base office, he sat face to face with Shinaka Kengo, who had lost his light and was now a Dark Ultraman.

Some things have reached a point where they can no longer be avoided.

"Kengo, you are actually Triga, right?"

He said this as if Duanmu Ci had just found out about his identity.

But Jian Wu believed it.

He nodded seriously: "Actually, this matter I..."

Before he could explain, Duanmu Ci reached out and interrupted him.

"There's no need to explain. We've always advocated high efficiency, so let's skip this complicated process. Everyone has a little secret that's not worth explaining."

"What's important now is your last appearance. You looked very unstable."

Duanmu Ci's words left Zhen Zhong Jian Wu silent for a long time.

He actually knew how serious his situation was.

He originally thought that due to excessive consumption, he would at most not be able to transform into Ultraman. However, who knew that there was a powerful dark power hidden in Triga's body. When his light faded, he did not disappear directly, but completely transformed into the form of a dark giant.

After thinking about it, he decided to have a good exchange of ideas.

"Although I seem to have turned into a dark giant now, it doesn't seem to have much impact?"

Shinaka Kengo spread his hands and said, "My thinking is still normal now! I don't feel my temper has gotten worse or anything."

Duanmu Ci nodded. That’s true. In fact, it might be because Zhen Zhong Kengo’s personality was too good and he was very positive. He was often like Simailu, Simailu.

Now that he has become the Dark Giant, Sima Lu has become much quieter and has stopped talking unnecessary nonsense. He actually looks like a normal person!
It actually neutralized!
Now it looks much more normal.

“But will the black and white color scheme cause a lot of pressure on other people?”

"I know you probably won't go berserk, but I'm not sure about other people. What if they cyberbully you or something..."

Duanmu Ci didn't finish his words, but Zhen Zhongjianwu could already imagine the scene.

The key is.

He is a young man, but he surfs the Internet every day. He is different from old people like Duanmu Ci. If he is cyber-bullied, he will not be able to bear it!
"So what should I do? Do we have that spray paint? Re-spray paint my whole body?"

Duanmu Ci was speechless: "Isn't your method too ridiculous?"

Half an hour later.

Duanmu Ci commanded the robotic arm.

"Zhangren, go up a little, go up a little, yes, yes, just this point, spray it gold!"

Zhang Ren, who was controlling the robotic arm, poked his head out in astonishment: "Captain, are you sure you want to spray these lines gold?"

Duanmu Ci nodded: "Gold is more handsome!"

Triga: “!!!”

Hearing Duanmu Ci's words, Telijia was shocked. He shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, turned his head to look at Shengzhang people, his face full of pleading.

Fortunately, except for Duanmu Ci, everyone else is relatively normal.

In the end, the Shengzhang people painted his body back to its original color scheme, and even put a cover that emitted blue light on his color timer.

Now it looks just like a normal Giant of Light.

After the painting was completely completed, Duanmu Ci walked forward and wiped the paint off his feet with his hands. This special paint dries really quickly.

The effect was very good. Duanmu Ci even took out a knife to scrape it, and then took out the Victory Haipa gun.

"Etc., etc!"

Triga spoke quickly.

"There's no need to use a gun!"

Duanmu Ci said seriously: "Why not? You will definitely be washed away by the enemy's light in the next battle. We need to test the paint's resistance to these things!"

Triga looked at Sheng Zhangren: "But didn't Zhangren say that once this paint is applied, it won't fall off without a special cleaning agent?"

Sheng Zhang nodded: "In theory, that's true, but I've never sprayed paint on Ultraman's body, and different materials have different spray effects."

"So I think proper experiments are still necessary." Just as he finished speaking, Duanmu Ci fired a shot at Triga's foot. The firepower was so strong that Triga let out a wail.

Then he went forward to take a look.

"This paint is really good. It didn't suffer any damage from such firepower. It looks like real skin now."

Although it was a bit painful, Triga was very happy to see the effect.

However, when he thought that was the end, Duanmu Ci remotely controlled the special aircraft No. 3 from the armory and came here.

Zeta still hasn't come back, so Haruki Natsukawa is also missing. Now the special aircraft No. 3 in the armory is temporarily parked in the underground equipment warehouse of the Elite Victory Team. If Duanmu Ci wants to use it, he can use it at any time.

Looking at the mighty appearance of Special Aircraft No. 3, Triga felt a great pressure: "This should not be necessary."

Duanmu Ci: "Use it, of course you can. You will encounter more opponents of the same level on the battlefield, not our Hyper rifles."

"What if they can withstand the Hyperion guns but can't withstand the heavy firepower? Wouldn't the end result still be the same?"

Triga: “…”

In short, after a brutal bombing, the paint on Triga was confirmed, and it was indeed impossible to clean it without a special cleaning agent. Although Triga was lying on the ground after the test, looking at the ceiling with a look of despair, it didn't matter, there was no need to test it a second time anyway.

"It's finally over. I feel like I got beaten up for no reason."

After changing back into his human form, Kengo Manaka felt completely ravaged and numb.

Duanmu Ci smiled and said, "This is also normal. You see, your defense is not good, so why is Zeta's defense so strong? This is obviously the result of being beaten a lot in normal times."

Shinchu Kengo: →_→

"I think defense isn't something you can develop by getting beaten, right?"

The statement that being beaten can improve the ability to withstand blows has no strong scientific basis. In ancient times, slaves were beaten every day, but few of them became top masters. In fact, what is mainly improved is not the defense, but the tolerance to pain. However, for humans of similar strength, this is equivalent to improving the ability to withstand blows.

However, for a species like Ultraman, whose strength can vary greatly, this method is relatively unscientific.

Duanmu Ci patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then just think of it as training your will. Don't worry, there will always be a place for you to train yourself."

Manaka Kengo: "..."

. . .

That night, Kengo Manaka just lay down in his room in the ground base and prepared to rest.

Suddenly, a dark golden light appeared in the room, and then a charming woman walked out of the light.

This sudden arrival really scared Kengo Manaka. He immediately jumped up and looked at the person who came with caution.

"who are you!"

The woman smiled slightly. "Why, you can't recognize me just because I changed my appearance? Triga."

Upon hearing this, Kengo Shinnosuke was stunned at first, then he sensed the aura of this woman, and soon he discovered the familiar dark power in this woman.

"Carmilla! Is that you!?"

With a smile on her face, Carmilla slowly approached the nervous Kengo Manaka, scaring him so much that he kept backing away until he finally stopped with his back against the wall where he had nowhere to retreat.

Carmilla reached out and gently pinched Shinkengo's chin.

"Why are you so scared of me? I'm not a devil."

Kengo Shinchu assured that he really didn't mean it, but being so close, the faint fragrance from Carmilla's body still unconsciously entered his nose, causing the child's breathing to quicken.

"What on earth are you going to do!"

Carmilla laughed and said, "Still pretending. When your light power dissipated, the dark power immediately surged out. I should have thought of it earlier. You are actually my Triga."

Seeing the confused look on Kengo Manaka's face, Carmilla did not get angry: "Well, it seems that you really don't know. That's right, so many years have passed, it's understandable that your memory is not good."

"But there is one thing you cannot deny. You are now the Dark Giant, our compatriot. Whether you admit it or not, this is the fact!"

The more they talked, the closer they got, with their chests pressed tightly together. Each could even feel the other's heartbeat.

The innocent boy Kengo Manaka had never experienced such a situation before, and his mind went blank.

(End of this chapter)