Starting human body

"Bang bang bang!"

Suburban battlefield.

Zeta Gama's future form superpower combat shot down the scattered Jingu Bridge in one fell swoop. The huge metal body crashed and crushed several factory buildings.

Fortunately, the nearby area is being renovated and there are no residents.

"Uh-huh!"

As the Zeta giant leapt into the sky and disappeared, the armory maintenance team that had been waiting outside quickly approached the crash site with various equipment to recover parts.

"A little to the left!"

"Yes! Be careful!"

With the help of the staff, the transport drone hung on the ruins of the Jingu Bridge and continued to climb. Everyone around was attracted by the thick and huge metal body. No one noticed a cyan arm with swirling patterns protruding from the nearby rubble. .

"Barossa..."

"rustle!"

Natsuki walked straight to the ruins and watched the Barossa star climb out of the rubble step by step.

"Um?"

The Barossa star who was halfway up the climb noticed something strange and suddenly turned back to look at Natsuki.

"Barro?! Barro Barossa*** (It's you?! Bastard...)"

"Whoa!"

Barossa stretched out his hand to grab Natsuki, but the next moment he seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force. He grabbed his neck in pain, and his body ignited with layers of red and black flames out of thin air.

stop! My brothers will not let you go!

"Keng!"

Natsuki raised his hand and grabbed three Ultra Medals, turned around and glanced at the armory members who were recovering the parts of the Golden Ancient Bridge. Ignoring the silent wails of the Barossa Stars, he teleported away from the scene.

"Barossa!"

"call--!"

The air flow dispersed the smoke and dust. A staff member sniffed his nose and looked back in confusion.

"Hey, does it smell like something is burning?"

"Are you stupid? Isn't this what the recycling site smells like? Fortunately, the space robot didn't burn up."

"The space robot has been recovered, return to the headquarters now!"

…

armory.

Jagula folded his arms and watched the maintenance work of the workshop maintenance team.

The recovered Jingu Bridge has been reassembled. The huge machine body is lying on the platform, and the maintenance work is in full swing.

In fact, most parts of the robot were intact, and the cause of the fall seemed to be the depletion of energy and problems with the pilot inside under the Zeta attack.

"Yes, you want to film me and the robot together!"

Ota Yuka's excited voice suddenly came from next door, which seemed particularly out of place in the workshop.

"So cute!"

"Hey, Yuka!"

Jakura turned his head and looked at Ota Yuka.

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you asking me to do here, captain? It would be weird if I didn't come, okay! Wow, haha, look at it up close, this robot is so cool!"

"I didn't expect that a robot made of such heavy metal would be so flexible. It's amazing!"

Several members of the maintenance team passed by.

"Its control system and sensing system use unknown technologies, so that the earth's military technology can be improved again..."

"Yes, the top brass of the Defense Forces were so excited that their faces changed."

"Humanity's desires are too strong," Torajiro Inaba leaned back in his chair and hummed. "It's still too early for humans to completely master these unknown technologies."

"Mr. Ye Hu," Ohta Yuka approached holding her beloved notebook, "The steam engines that appeared in the Industrial Revolution were unimaginable at the time. Doesn't the development of civilization require constant innovation? These technologies will definitely be used in the future. Useful."

"I hope so too. Okay, let's go eat."

"good!"

Jakula stood aside and silently looked at everyone in the maintenance team, scratching the back of his neck out of habit.

The future?

With the trouble of Celebolo, it’s really hard to say about the future.

But it's not a bad thing for him. He has the experience of destroying the planet Baphomet, and he can definitely benefit from it.

"Yuhua," Jakura gathered his thoughts and shouted, "inform Haruki and Yoko to have a meeting in the war room."

"ah?"

10 minutes later.

Jagula looked at Yaohui and the two who had arrived belatedly, their brows trembling.

"I believe you all already understand the situation," Jagula said to everyone, "Last night Jin Guqiao first attacked the Monster Research Center, taking away 3 medals and destroying a building."

"medal?"

"Looking at the institute's surveillance, the prisoner deliberately left a message."

Ohta Yuka ran to the home screen and called up last night's on-site monitoring. The researcher at the Monster Research Center was caught on the head by a monster and heard an indirect message.

"I know very well that you also hide other cosmic treasures. It is very easy to seize them by force. However, we don't like to destroy them casually. It is wise to hand over the things quickly, otherwise we will send powerful robots. A devastating blow to you..."

"That's the situation."

Jagula coughed slightly and said.

"Jin Guqiao is just a robot controlled by the other party, and the trouble has not really been solved."

"Ah!" Yaohui stared at the fingers grabbing the researcher's head in the surveillance, "It's the alien from yesterday!"

"Huh?" Jagula raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?"

"It was yesterday when I was at the Chengnan Dojo," Natsukawa Haruki said, scratching his head, "I saw that alien controlling Yoko-senpai, but when I chased him later, I didn't know where he went."

"Is this happening?"

Jakura asked and looked at the uneasy Nakajima Yoko.

"What's the matter, Yoko? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, it's okay," Nakajima Yoko responded without energy, "Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Let's take a good rest later. How will we carry out the mission like this?"

"yes."

"I'm really pissed off." Ohta Yuka stared at the enlarged surveillance screen. "The Pitt star I finally caught ran around in the Monster Research Center yesterday. If I could catch this guy, I would have dissected him!"

"Ahem, don't talk about this yet."

Jakura felt uncomfortable with Ota Yuka's interest in anatomy, so he returned to the topic.

"The cosmic treasure that guy mentioned is the medal. The Defense Force does still keep three other medals. They are all special recyclables scattered by the explosion of Ganegagu. I just received a secret order asking us to send the medals to Zongxian as soon as possible. Place."

"The Institute of Comprehensive Advanced Equipment is the Institute of Comprehensive Advanced Equipment," Ohta Yuka added like an assistant, "Because the medal can release special plasma, the aliens should have determined the location of the medal by sensing the plasma.

The Zongxian Institute is located three hundred meters underground. It has rooms that block all interference and the most powerful defense equipment..."

"Plasma... strange."

Xia Chuan Yaohui frowned in confusion.

If the alien was looking for the medal through plasma signals, why did he go all the way to the south of the city last night?

"Did you hear that, Yaohui?" Jagula's voice brought back Xia Chuan Yaohui's thoughts.

"ah?"

"In this operation, you pilot Wuying Dam to escort us. Don't let down your guard."

"Oh?"

Xia Chuan Yaohui watched his teammates leave the meeting blankly.

He didn't hear clearly just now, why was he asked to drive Uyingdam?

Usually Yoko-senpai is the one driving at times like this.

Could it be because Yoko-senpai is not in good spirits.

Speaking of which, I don’t know if it’s because of the alien attack, but Yoko-senpai has been sighing and dazed since yesterday, and seems to be very troubled.

…

Summarize the first place.

Jagula drove nervously all the way, and couldn't help but have questions when he arrived at the destination.

It went so smoothly, so smoothly that it was a little abnormal.

The transportation routes were divided into two, light and dark. The bright one was of course his route, which was originally used as a bait to carry simulated plasma signals for normal transportation, while the other side was secretly transported by Yoko Nakajima to deliver the real goods.

But until now, I haven't seen any trace of the enemy.

"It doesn't make sense."

Jakura frowned as he watched Yoko Nakajima deliver the sealed suitcase to the institute.

"It makes absolutely no sense."

"What's the matter, captain?" Ohta Yuka approached and asked.

"It's okay, go back."

"team leader."

Xia Chuan Yaohui watched eagerly as the sealed box of medals was brought into the hospital.

“What are the SADF going to do with the medals?”

"I heard that they plan to analyze the energy of the medal to see if it can be used by us... Do you care about it?" Jakura asked with a glance.

"No, I don't care at all." Xia Chuan Yaohui shook his head repeatedly, but he felt painful thinking about Zeta's instructions.

Can I still take it out after putting it in the hospital?

"But speaking of which, captain, didn't you say that the alien's target was these medals? Why is there no movement at all on the road?"

"How do I know? Maybe they want to attack the Zongxian Institute directly. The rest of the matter has nothing to do with us."

Jakula crossed his arms and left first.

Not interesting.

It seems that the enemy this time is a coward, and there will be no chance at all if the Jingu Bridge is lost.

"Go back. We need to strengthen our defenses in the workshop."

"Eh?"

Natsukawa Yaohui suddenly noticed that there was a sealed box of medals prepared before on the transport vehicle.

"Why is the medal still here? Just now..."

"This is a bait," Ohta Yuka shook her head and patted Natsukawa Haruki, who had no reaction. "This box is not used to isolate plasma reactions, but to release simulated radio waves."

"How come I don't know at all?" Xia Chuan Yaohui felt as if his heart had been hit by an arrow, "Eh? So I'm the only one being kept secret?"

"Anyway, you got your wish and drove Uyingdam, so what does it matter?"

…

evening.

Waves of special radio waves came from the distant universe. Countless Barossa stars shouted loudly on the red whirlpool planet. The anger of 9999 Barossa stars gathered together and threw it at the solar system.

"Barossa! Barossa!"

"Well, today's sweet soup tastes pretty good."

Chengnan Dojo.

Natsukawa Yaohui looked at Natsuki opposite, who was tasting the sweet soup, speechlessly.

It was good the first time I drank it, but it became boring when I drank it every day.

And don’t these sweet soups all have the same taste? It's no different from yesterday.

"Second Uncle," after waiting for a while, Xia Chuan Yaohui finally couldn't help but said, "The alien from yesterday has never been found."

"Well, what's the problem?"

Xia Shu raised her head and was about to ask a question when she suddenly frowned and looked at the night sky outside.

The transcendent telekinesis power has not yet reached the scope of the universe, but he can still sense a picture of the Barossa planet, followed by the shouts of the Barossa planet buzzing in his ears.

"Second uncle?" Xia Chuan Yaohui looked outside with confusion, but found nothing unusual.

"It's okay, there seems to be mosquitoes, let's continue talking." Natsuki looked away and said.

"Well."

Xia Chuan Yaohui paused and reorganized his words.

"The alien's target was a medal, so I was wondering, why did it come to the dojo yesterday?"

"Medal? Is this it?"

Natsuki took out the three Ultra Medals from the Barossa Star.

They are Ultra's father, Zoffie, and Jack.

"I thought it was a child who dropped the toy. Why would aliens focus on this? No wonder the dojo has been so unstable recently."

"Toy……"

The corner of Natsukawa Yaohui's mouth twitched, and for a moment he didn't know how to refute. He waited until Natsuki went to the kitchen before whispering the medal storage box to communicate with Zeta.

"Zeta-san, my second uncle said it's a toy."

"It's a real Ultra Medal, and toys aren't that valuable, right?" Zeta said in a helpless voice.

I wonder what Master Hikari would think if he knew that the Ultra Medal was treated as a toy.

It shouldn’t matter, right?

After all, Uncle Yaohui is just an ordinary earthling.

Don’t blame those who don’t know, don’t blame those who don’t know!

"Indeed," Xia Chuan Yaohui nodded slightly, "that alien said it was a treasure from the universe."

"how?"

Natsuki came out of the kitchen with boiled meat slices and saw Yaohui still studying the medal.

"If you like it, just take it. If it doesn't work, just give it to the armory..."

"Give it to me, I'll be fine!"

Xia Chuan Yaohui hurriedly grabbed 3 medals.

There were already three Ultra Medals hidden by the defense forces, and he didn't want these three to be the same.

"That's fine."

Natsuki didn't care about the medal.

To him, it's just a bunch of data, and his energy is enough to copy a lot of it.

"By the way," Natsuki asked suddenly, "Miss Nakajima and the others aren't coming over today?"

"Oh," Natsukawa Haruki put away the medal and said after thinking about it, "Yoko-senpai said he wanted to have some quiet time. Yuuka-senpai... I can't do it alone."

"Let them train in the armory from now on."

Natsuki said as she continued to taste the food.

"I might be out for a while."

"Why suddenly...Second uncle, where are you going?"

"universe."

"Eh?"

"Just kidding," Xia Shu smiled and shook his head, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Your father's death anniversary is coming soon. Do you want to go back this year?"

"of course yes."

Xia Chuan Yaohui's face darkened when he heard this.

"And it's time to go back and see mom. Second uncle, do you want to come with us?"

"I'll forget it, say hello to her for me." Xia Shu refused.

"Second uncle, you haven't been back for many years. Are you afraid that you will be forced to get married?"

Xia Chuan Yaohui muttered and started eating the boiled pork slices absentmindedly.

As expected of his second uncle, his cooking skills are enough to open a high-end restaurant.

I heard that my second uncle used to be a pastry chef, but I don’t know if that’s true.

"Second uncle, what do you think...what kind of person is my father?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Natsuki was slightly stunned.

Although he designed his current identity, he really doesn't know much about Xia Chuan's family.

All we know is that Yaohui's father was a firefighter and died 10 years ago. He seemed to have sacrificed his life to save others in a monster incident.

"It would be great if I could go back," Xia Chuan Yaohui gradually stopped using his chopsticks, choking with sobs and his eyes turned red, "If I could go back, I..."

"do not think too much."

Natsuki was slightly silent.

"What's past is past. What's important is that there's still a future. You've done a great job, Yaohui... Come and eat. Today I specially made your favorite sweet and sour pork."