I, Gatanjea, Seven x Human

Obik looked towards Wumaquan's house. As a monster, he was aware that the aura in Wumaquan's house was very unusual and mixed. Ordinary people would not be able to detect it, but as a monster who had lived for who knows how many years, Obik was very sensitive to the aura.

As soon as he looked, he saw three monsters transformed into human forms, Xiao Ge, Xiao Qi and Xiao Xi. They got up early in the morning and sat happily at the dining table to eat.

They were just like trash in human society, except for eating and having fun. They were useless. Wu Maquan asked them to help with something, but they were almost unable to do it. They either lay down and pretended to be dead, or slept and ate by themselves.

This made Wu Maquan pick up the feather duster several times, but he didn't do anything cruel in the end, leaving the three little butts safe and sound.

Obik was trying to figure out the true identities of the three little ones. He didn't realize that the three little ones were all monsters, but he felt both familiar and unfamiliar with the aura of the three little ones. It was familiar because he had seen many monsters before, but it was unfamiliar because he had never seen the three little ones before.

Wu Maquan had taken the three little ones to a restaurant for dinner before, but Obik was so focused on cooking that he had no time to pay attention to the outside world.

"Okay, I'm done packing, let's go." Wu Maquan was dressed in rags, without taking anything with him, and no one knew what he had packed.

Obik took a step back and said, "Your family members are all extraordinary."

"That's right, you'll get used to it." Wu Maquan said.

............

The former residence of Master Ayan.

After many years of vicissitudes, the town has not changed much, just like a village in the city. The outside world has become prosperous and wealthy, with high-rise buildings built, but the town is still a town, revealing a rustic feeling of rural atmosphere.

The people inside have changed generation after generation, but vaguely one can still see the shadow of the previous generation in them.

Obik stood on a high place, looking down, overlooking the entire village.

With a look of nostalgia on his face, he held Wu Maquan’s hand as if they were old friends. He pointed to a place in the village with one hand and said with relish: “Look over there. The lights there are bright at night. It is the brightest place in the whole village and a place that many young people like to go to. I often sell buckwheat noodles on their way there to scare them. At that time, young people were no longer scared. When they were scared by me, their hair turned completely white. They also said that the essence of life was absorbed by me or something like that. They had no courage at all.”

"And there, women at that time liked to wash clothes by the river. Every time they washed clothes, they liked to hum little tunes and sing songs."

"Look over there, it's also good, everything is good..."

Facing the happy Obik, Wu Maquan did not say anything. He just followed the direction Obik pointed and looked wherever he was pointed.

By the way, he also checked the time with a watch.

This guy Obik... has been mumbling for more than ten minutes.

He has been away for so many years and it seems like he has never been back. Otherwise, why would he be so excited?

Wu Maquan looked at the stopwatch, waiting for Obik to finish his story.

After about half an hour, Obike finally stopped talking. I don't know where Obike got so much to say. Obike could even pinpoint the exact place where some trivial matters happened.

"Are you done?" Wu Maquan asked.

"I'm done. I feel so relieved. No one could talk to me for a long time. I couldn't chat with them, and I couldn't tell them these secrets. Some things can only be told to you. I've kept them in my heart for so long, and finally I can say them out." Obik felt liberated.

"So when will the village be rebuilt? I checked online, but there is no relevant information." Wu Maquan asked curiously.

Obike said seriously: "I didn't tell you that the village would be rebuilt by outsiders. I did hear about the village being renovated, but that plan was rejected."

"How did you know that? Haven't you been working as a chef in a Hawaiian restaurant?" Wu Maquan said speechlessly, "So you really just came here to reminisce? There won't be any changes to the village, right?"

“It’s true that I miss it, and it’s also true that the village needs to be changed, but it shouldn’t be changed by outsiders. If it were changed by outsiders, who knows whether the village will become better or worse in the end.” Obik put on the attitude of an old senior and sighed.

"What do you mean?" Wu Maquan blinked.

"I've decided to take charge of the reconstruction of the village. You're right, if you don't advance, you'll regress. With advanced technology, the village still retains its ancient appearance. I'm very pleased, but it can't go on like this. Reconstruction is a matter of time, so I might as well do it." Obik said, "Come back now, take a last look, and reminisce about it. After that, I'm going to transform it into a prosperous area, and make the village... um, what? I haven't decided yet."

"A bustling area? You want to open a nightclub." Wu Maquan said.

"No, it's a holiday villa. Don't you think the scenery in the village is nice? It's kept the same now, but with a little renovation, I think the village can become a good holiday resort. This way, it can retain some of the village flavor and conform to the modern high-tech era. What do you think?" Obik asked.

"As long as you are happy." After all, this is the village where Obike lives. As an outsider, Wu Maquan has no right to ask. However, there is one thing that makes Wu Maquan curious. He asked: "How are you going to transform the village? It will cost a lot of money to transform the village, and it is not just a matter of money. It also requires government approval and so on. Haven't you been a chef for so many years? Can you do it? Don't let there be a conflict in the end."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, kid? If I say I can do it, of course I can do it. Do you really think that I have been a chef all these years? After all, I am an old monster who has lived for so many years. Unlike ordinary humans, I naturally have some tricks. Don't look at me like that. I have used legitimate means." Obik said.

"That's right." Wu Maquan nodded.

He actually underestimated Obik.

"Just watch carefully from now on. After the holiday villa in the village is built, I will invite you to come to the village to have a good time and let you experience the feeling of being on vacation." Obik said, patting his chest.

"That's fine." Wu Maquan nodded. When he heard the word "holiday", he became a little concerned.

The two walked around the village and talked for a long time. It was dark. Obik planned to stay in the village tonight and reminisce about the past days. He would dress up as a ghost to scare people again, but he would not do it again. Wu Maquan waved goodbye and left.

Before leaving, Obik gave him a bunch of goodies.

Wu Maquan was stunned when he saw this pile of top-quality jadeite.

"What do you want to do with all these things? And where did you get them from?"

"Of course I have saved this money over the years. I didn't know it was valuable at first. I just thought it looked good, so I saved some. As a result, I saved more and more. It's just sitting there anyway, so I might as well give it to you. Decades ago, when we met, you took me out to play, and that was the first start-up capital I got from this jade. I don't know if you still remember that this thing is so valuable in human society. Just consider it a reward from me."

"Good boy, I didn't realize you were such a hidden rich man. If you had given me these when I first arrived, I would have worshipped you as my big brother."

"Hehehe... If you don't give up on me..."

"roll!"

..........

A few days passed...

Wu Maquan was sitting in Sato Miriko's car on the way to work.

"Today, all personnel in the base will have to take a virtual mecha driving test. Wu Ma, although I know you can't be the first, please don't embarrass yourself too much."

"A clumsy way to provoke a general."

Hearing this, Sato Mireko rolled her eyes.

"What kind of provocation? As long as you take the test, you won't be able to hide the results. Are you going to disobey the order from the organization?"

"Yes, yes, General Sato."

Wu Maquan spread his hands to show that he didn't care.

Sato Mireko moved her hand on the steering wheel and said, "I have never conducted a real mecha simulation test. I don't know if I can pass the synchronization test."

"Who do you plan to team up with? Although the mysterious man who set the historical record was driving alone and took on all the driving pressure, so he could do without a companion, but we obviously need two people to drive synchronously." Wu Maquan said.

"You, I have to synchronize with you. Who else can I synchronize with? You are the one who has the best tacit understanding with me in this regional organization. After all, we have been combat partners for a long time, so we should have some tacit understanding." Sato Mireko said.

"Hiss, that makes sense." Wu Maquan held his chin with his hand.

Most people don't have a synchronization partner for this test, so they can only find someone to form a team to do the synchronization test. Anyway, the organization only wants to find the person who sets a historical record in the single test, so they don't care about the players who can't even pass the synchronization test.

If they can't even pass the synchronization rate, then it only means that they are not the person they are looking for.

"Speaking of the matter of Mecha Hunter pilots, many countries have recently recruited a lot of reserve pilots." Sato Mireiko said, "I saw on our organization's intelligence website that a group of very good pilots have emerged in the recent selection of Mecha Hunter pilots."

"How is it good?" Wu Maquan asked, "Is it about the synchronization rate?"

"Yes, their initial synchronization rate is very high, and their physical fitness is also very strong, but they are not special forces. They are just ordinary people living in the city, including urban white-collar workers, community security guards, temple sweepers, street homeless people, high school students..." Sato Mireko exclaimed: "Don't you think this is amazing? Some of them can even simulate driving alone for a short period of time. Even among the active pilots, I am afraid that few can do this. Maybe only Zara and Lucia can do it now."

"Oh? There are so many, and they are just ordinary people." Even Wu Maquan was slightly surprised. He remembered that in the original book, it was extremely difficult to find a qualified driver. Even if you searched all over the world, you wouldn't find many.

After all, it is still a fusion of the world view of the Ultraman Tiga TV. They are all descendants of super ancient times, and too many of them have extraordinary physiques.

It seems that it is not unacceptable to have a group of people with excellent physical fitness, such as Keigo Masaki who can turn into light and Makuo Kirino who has psychic powers.

"I hope I can drive alone too." Sato Mireko said in her daydream.

Wu Maquan did not attack Sato Mireiko. He did not know the truth of the matter, so he thought that Sato Mireiko might really have a plan.

And actually.

The group of excellent candidate pilots that have recently emerged in various countries are actually believers of the Holy Church.

There are not so many perverted humans. They are just believers blessed by the Ruler of the Holy God.

After a long period of screening, the mecha pilot finally chose the Saint Church believer. You know, the Saint Church believers are all over the world, even in the vast universe, there are a large number of Saint Church believers.

Anyone who believes in the God of the Holy Religion and anyone who joins the Holy Religion is basically blessed by the God of the Holy Religion.

If they were lucky enough to be blessed by the Holy God, their physical fitness would have long surpassed that of ordinary people, and it would be no problem for them to be mecha pilots. What they lacked was only systematic training and professional training.

Even if the top leaders of various countries knew the number of believers in the Holy Church, they would probably be ecstatic instead of discussing the problems of the Holy Church. After all, they have spent so much time selecting the mecha hunter pilots, and the problem can be completely solved by the believers of the Holy Church. It really puts a big burden off their minds.

..............

The regional base of the Imperial Organization.

Zara, Lucia and a group of drivers are still training at the training ground, preparing to protect the earth at all times.

"You're so awesome. You guys were driving Mechagodzilla into battle a few days ago. It was so impressive. I really hope that we can be as good as you two in the future."

"Yes, yes. I don't know why you two are so in sync."

"A 100% synchronization rate is already a legend. But a mysterious single driver appeared in this place and set a series of completely impossible records. It's even more amazing. There are always people who are better than you. Oh... It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others."

"Speaking of which, it seems that the pilot test for this base has started now. We have to give way to those who have never tried it before."

"You know, among this group of people, there is a legendary person who is no less perfect than Zara and Lucia. I just don't know who it is. If it were me, I would definitely not hide my identity."

"Nonsense, your synchronization rate is so low."

A group of drivers were chatting with each other and consciously gave up their seats. Their performance would be obvious to all, so the mysterious person would definitely not be them.

The personnel in the organization also came one by one, and they did not come all at once for the test. After all, the positions were limited, and they all needed to work, so when it was their turn, they put down their work and came to take the test. Of course, the drivers who stepped aside were not just watching, there were other things they could train.

A group of reserve pilots and active pilots were training and watching on the side, wanting to see with their own eyes who that legendary figure was.

In response to this, after the two regional leaders arrived at the base, Sato Mireiko rushed over without stopping. Wu Maquan went to the laboratory to fish leisurely, and he would come over when it was his turn.

Unfortunately, Sato Mireko can be prioritized.

Before Wu Maquan entered the laboratory, he was called over by Sato Mireko.

Wu Maquan wondered, "You said we would be tested as soon as we got here, so why did we go our separate ways?"

"Why don't you change your laziness?" Sato Mireko excitedly sat in the cabin door, patted the handle, and called Wu Maquan, saying, "Come in quickly, sit on the other side, let's try it first and see if our synchronization rate is high."

"High, definitely high." Wu Maquan responded and walked in. His skillful movements made Sato Mireko narrow her eyes slightly and she had some doubts in her heart.

After the two of them put on their helmets, the hatch closed.

A cold mechanical sound rang in my ears.

"Detecting that the two pilots are in place, starting the neural sensor synchronization connection."

As the words fell, a slight electric current stimulated their brains, and their consciousness began to fluctuate.

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Chapter 155: Ultraman's Forgotten Childhood Memories

The two people's consciousness was spinning, and they responded separately to the stimulation of the instrument.

Their consciousness began to establish a connection with each other along the instrument, and simulated pressure and traps followed.

Wu Maquan ignored them all, but because of his special identity and unique abilities, he curiously used a part of his mind to look at Sato Mireko's memory, wanting to see what this unyielding strong woman did in her daily life.

It was Sato Mireko's first time experiencing it and it felt strange. She knew some of the precautions, but as she watched the fragments of Wu Maquan's memories flash before her eyes like flowing water and turning into abstract paintings, she couldn't help but take a look out of curiosity.

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"Beep beep beep——"

"I am Ultraman, I am the savior, the patron saint of mankind, and defeating monsters is my mission. Haha, monsters, fall down!"

"I want to be Ultraman, not a monster."

"Ultraman is for those who are prepared. How can you play Ultraman? It's me! Ultraman is me!"

"Ah! The monster is coming, Ultraman will die."

"Damn it, this is an emergency. We have no choice but to kill the monster."

In the backyard of a villa, the flowers, plants and trees are artistically trimmed. Several children are playing monster and Ultraman games around the swing under the tree, frolicking and laughing.

In a house not far away, the TV was playing a special drama of Ultraman from the Showa era, in which Ultraman from the Showa era was fighting against monsters. The special effects were poor at that time, but the novelty and imagination of the drama made it very popular among children.

Ultraman became a hero and idol for children in their childhood.

Anyone who has an Ultraman doll at home will definitely become the leader among children.

Sato Mireko appeared next to the children. She recognized at a glance which one was Wu Maquan when he was a child. Aokiji's face was childish, plump and tender, with baby fat.