This Ultraman Has No Morals

An office worker next to him also echoed.

"That's right, Ultraman lost, and the future of mankind is gone!"

"Snapped!"

A big slap hit the office worker in the face. It wasn't the Worm student who did it, but a middle-aged man with a bald head who looked honest.

"Bastard! Ultraman is not here to wipe the ass of human beings! The future of human beings is in their own hands!"

The office worker was a little scared when he saw the middle-aged man's sturdy body, and he said a few symbolic words.

"Who are you."

"Who am I? That's a good question, I'm from TPC headquarters..."

There was a gleam of light in the eyes of the people in the shelter. TPC is the most powerful organization in the world, and it is also the most authoritative. Could it be that this man is some incredible big shot.

"...The head chef of the back kitchen, Masato Yamada!"

the masses:"......."

Uncle Yamada looked at the instantly discouraged crowd and said loudly.

"Why, this is hopeless! You don't know the meaning of miracles at all! This thing is not the skill of your young people playing games. He doesn't have a CD. The reason why miracles are called miracles is because they are miracles... "

Yamada looked at the crowd and found that they all looked blank and waved.

"Forget it, I told you that you don't understand. Anyway, as long as you understand, only if you keep hope in your heart, will miracles happen. Even if the first miracle didn't get us out of the darkness, as long as you have hope in your heart, miracles will happen again Come!"

"A miracle will... come again..."

The crowd began to repeat Yamada's words, and suddenly, a couple in plain clothes stood up.

"That's right! That's it! The miracle reappears!"

Yamada looked at the couple so excited, and stretched out his hand to press down.

"Calm down, calm down, as long as you have hope in your heart."

The couple shook their heads, the husband said.

"Everyone! My name is Yoshihiro Togashi, I am a truck driver and I also draw manga and play mahjong part-time. It doesn't matter. The important thing is whether you have heard the rumors about Lord Tendao!"

"The way of heaven?"

"I seem to have heard that during the false angel incident, it was Lord Tiandao who broke their lies!"

"Ah! I also remembered, is it the great god who appeared at night for a week and treated many patients who would die!"

"That's right! I also remembered that the famous philanthropist Ruyue Qunzhen was saved by the God of Heaven!"

"What are you guys? I also know that Lord Tiandao and God Tianzhao are gays!"

"I've read the books of Lord Tiandao and God of Heavenly Signs!"

The style of painting ran in a strange direction, Yoshihiro Togashi stopped immediately.

"Everyone, since you all know the existence of Lord Tiandao, I was one of the people who was rescued by Lord Tiandao at that time, and he also gave us a hymn. As long as we sing piously, Lord Tiandao will definitely come to help us!"

"Is it a miracle again? I belong to the Heavenly Dao Sect!"

"What a coincidence, so am I!"

Okamoto, Yamada and the others were stunned. The change of style of painting was too fast, but at least it should be changed for the better.

"Master Tiandao said that the more people sing and the more pious they are, the more he can feel it. Is there any way for you to tell the lyrics of the hymn to people in other shelters?"

"I have!"

At this time, a child came out, holding a computer in his hand.

"Although the black fog in the sky blocks the satellite signal, I can black... connect to TPC's ground signal base station, and transmit the song to shelters around the world through the signal that is now being rebroadcast."

Yoshihiro Togashi reached out and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Then please!"

The boy sat on the ground, turned on the computer and began to operate. Soon, the picture inside the Attis appeared on his screen.

Ye Rui was startled when he saw the intrusion signal.

"Captain, hackers have hacked into our signal!"

Ju Jianhui hurried to Ye Rui's side, but was surprised when he saw the boy's face.

"Knowing Tree!"

Zhishu looked at Jujianhui's face and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Mother..."

"Mother!!??"

The voice was heard in the Tokyo Refuge and the Attis at the same time. Zhishu didn't explain too much. He was a very sensible child and said quickly.

"Mom, the firewall of the channel you broadcast is too strong, can you help me open a permission, we need to teach the hymn of summoning Lord Tiandao to the whole world!"

"God's way... good! Yerui, open the authority for Zhishu, something went wrong..."