Ultraman:I Really Didn't Want to Rule the World

The driver keenly noticed that there was something wrong with their atmosphere, but their appearance made him shut up wisely.

He honestly sent them to their destination.

Wu black face paid the bill, two people get out of the car.

This is in the suburbs, which was once the residential area of the red people.

A long time ago, it was still in ruins. Later, the ruins were flattened and rebuilt, and the buildings that had been burned down were built again.

But... The people who should live in it are no longer there.

Although the house has been rebuilt, there is no one living in it. What remains here is just an empty house.

Red tea stood in front of the red wooden door, looking at the huge door sign "red" hanging on the door for a long time. After all, she did not choose to enter, but walked to the other side.

Wu can only follow him.

They walked a long distance, through the woods in the suburbs, up the back mountain, and went to the deep mountain forest, which is more remote than hongzhai.

Through the forest, into the sight of two people is a cemetery, is the red one of the cemetery, buried all the people of the red one of the place.

There are many tombs here, and the arrangement is very neat.

It seems that because of the special status of the people buried, this cemetery does not look desolate, but has a sense of vitality.

Red tea through the tombs, came to a tomb.

[father Hongyu]

Tomb of Mu Honggui

Zihong tea

"I'm back," red tea stopped in front of the tomb, bent down to wipe the dust, "Dad, mom."

There are no photos on the tomb, only this column of words.

Wu didn't say anything. He didn't even want to come here if it wasn't for Hongda's not going to let him leave.

"I'm sorry it took so long to come back." Red tea has been sitting on the ground, a long talk posture, "a little accident, leading to even forget the way home."

"Ha," he said with a smile, "but it's not nothing."

He babbled about his experience.

"Don't you always want me to have a good look at Degas? I saw, oh, the bright and living Dijia, which is much more dazzling than what I saw on TV. I also put BGM when the dark gatanjieu appeared, and witnessed with my own eyes the moment when the light in the hearts of people in that world rushed to Dijia. It's really beautiful. But the earth consciousness was a little fierce, and it was almost detained. However, I have established a lot of fetters in that world, but fortunately, the two children have grown up to be able to be independent. Maybe he's more like the red one than me.

What can the younger generation of Degas say? He is a little arrogant, but he has good plasticity. But I don't think I've experienced many blows. I don't know if it will do anything earth shaking.

By the way, I also met a world similar to ours, but the human light of that world is no less than that of the Dijia world, and the earth consciousness is also very lovely. "

"... in Max world, those human beings are very interesting. Although they are not as dazzling as the light of human beings in Degas world, people in that world work very hard..."

"Later, I went to Gaia world. The earth consciousness of that world was very interesting, gentle and eager to survive. Unexpectedly, it was very energetic. The human beings that have been bred are also dazzling

"And Altman of the land of light, although they are all old-fashioned, there are also lovely children, called Mobius. He is a simple child. He has good strength, good luck and good light. Otherwise, he really has to worry about the quality of education in the land of light. A child with a single vision can't stand the wind and rain. "

"By the way, there is a very strange light. For the first time, I saw the coexistence of light, kindness and violence, which is probably influenced by that human being. It's amazing, right? Altman's light was influenced by human's light. He gave up the force and first considered persuasion when fighting. Most of the time, though, it's physical persuasion first... "

"As for the light you just saw, you can never imagine what kind of light it is. It looks very warm, but inexplicably it is very cold. However, those selected by the light are very gentle. As nameless heroes, they are just for their own beliefs. But I have to admit that getting the light is the light I am familiar with... Not the warm and dazzling hope you said, but just as the light to light up the darkness. It's better for human beings to create what they want... "

In addition to these narratives, he also talked about a lot of human beings he had observed.

There are people who choose to fight with Altman with innocence in mind, and people who abandon redundant feelings and choose to rely on human power. There are monsters fighting for survival, and all kinds of aliens in the universe.In the end, he said what he could describe and finally fell silent.

After a long silence, he changed the topic and talked about his childhood.

"You've taught me since I was a child to love light and show me Altman. But how can you see how dazzling Altman's light is through the barrier? "He laughed." it's not as good-looking as your light. But I was really curious at that time. Selvia, that is Zhang Jie, has grown up. His light is much more dazzling than yours. He is just a little silly. If he doesn't succeed, he will be trapped. Before that, he could even lose his body. If he was not lucky, he would not be able to get out in a hundred or eighty years. "

He was smiling, and his expression slowly faded away: "I'm sorry, mom and dad, I gave up

"This is probably the last time I see you as a human being." He tilted his head. There was no expression on his face, but he didn't show any coldness. "Light is really interesting, but there is no difference between light and darkness. I'm afraid I'll fail you. I'm going to return to my nature after all. But don't worry... "

He said rather cruel and terrifying words: "I really have no interest in destroying the world, or making the world into darkness or anything, at least not in making the world fall into the situation of archaic times again."

"I don't hate you. I still do, though I don't know if that's what you want."

He took out a small crystal bottle from his pocket. The golden light in the bottle flowed and twinkled with the brilliance known as "light".

"This is the light I collect in every world, the light of man, the light of Altman, the light of the earth." He shook the crystal bottle, as if shaking something that can make a clear sound. "Although it can't let me have light, it's also very powerful."

"I hope you like this gift."