Rebirth of Shadow Ultraman

Hazy light shines into the house through gauze-like curtains, casting mottled shadows on the ground. Not only the stars in the sky, but also the countless neon lights in the city.

Maki Shuo sat on the chair in front of the table, silently listening to the content of the meeting thousands of miles away. Even if he has experienced humans in many worlds, he still wants to know the attitude of the humans here towards him.

It is not to gain recognition, but to hope that human beings will have their own opinions and ideas, and will not blindly follow the protector or fall to the enemy.

Taking a long breath, Zhen Mu Shuo's mouth curved slightly, indicating that he was in a good mood. Human beings, at least the performance of the top human beings is enough for them to preserve human civilization in the face of evenly matched enemies.

This somewhat dilutes his sense of numbness and sorrow for the common people. Realism is not wrong, but if you just follow the trend and abandon the emotional factor, you will lose the most important thing in life.

That is the heart that is uniquely human.

Maki Shuo respects other people's choices, but he cannot accept it himself. If you lose your feelings and put your own interests first, what's the difference between that and a machine that operates under a fixed program?

Machines try their best to win the hearts of humans, but sometimes humans just want to get rid of them. It sounds ridiculous and a little sad.

All kinds of different thoughts flashed through Zhen Mu Shuo's mind one by one, and gradually returned to calm. The atmosphere before the battle can still make him feel nervous, which means that he is not numb to the loss of life.

Somehow, even though the words from another human civilization yesterday were full of emotion, he was able to capture the subtle dullness underneath the seemingly strong emotions.

They are not the ones who seem to be in a life-and-death crisis, desperate to find a universe where they can survive. Asking for help is just an unimportant thing. That indifferent attitude towards everything made him subconsciously feel uncomfortable.

But in any case, this is just his conjecture, maybe it is just an illusion. But for the upcoming negotiations between the two parties, Maki Shuo does not take any chances.

He will not be the first to start a fight, but he is always ready for one.

The battle not long ago did not affect the city's nighttime bustle. Maki Shuo's hearing could easily capture the noisy sounds of people coming and going in the bustling steel jungle.

The isolation of a wall clearly separates the two worlds. Noise and silence, vigilance and numbness are displayed unscrupulously in different people.

Cutting off the shroud of telepathy, Maki Shuo stood up, pushed the chair back under the table, and opened the curtains to let the light shine into the room without any hindrance. The lights of various colors cast on him seemed to be even more brilliant than the moment of transformation.

He did not lie down on the bed, nor did he go out of the house. He walked around the city like his apparent age. He just stood there, watching the stars change at an extremely slow speed, waiting for the moment when the sun rose. . M.biQUpai.

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In a room far away in a city, the group members who witnessed the entire battle could not sleep. Even though a day has passed, the scene of the huge giant shining with silver light is still clear.

It was as if at that moment, the whole world was different from what they knew.

From the appearance of the cover image to the theatrical version that is still under preparation, it is not that no one has thought about the fact that representatives from various countries in the meeting could not believe it.

But they didn't care much about this, and the flickering light in their hearts always made them uneasy. The real Ultraman is definitely not like in the tokusatsu dramas, where the camera focuses on the battle of behemoths.

If Gai Ying hadn't eliminated the Ultra Brothers with lightning speed, how many casualties would there have been in this battle?

The joy of seeing Ultraman appear with his own eyes was mixed with a faint worry about the upcoming battle, which was difficult to express in words for a while.

The book club group on the screen also fell into silence, and no new message popped up no matter how refreshed it was. Everyone kept the secret of Zhen Mu Shuo tightly, even the closest friends did not reveal it.

Since Maki Shuo had always used telepathy to hide his traces, bystanders at the first scene where Ge Ying appeared only made routine inquiries and did not attract much attention.

Time passed by tossing and turning with the clicking sound of the second hand, and a sunrise emitting endless golden light rose at the end of the sight, dispelling the darkness.

Maki Shuo still stood where he was, not moving at all.

His eyes seemed to span space, staring at the artificial celestial bodies floating aimlessly in the universe that had not yet ushered in a new life.

Without any action, the other party's previous behavior can only be said to not care about the possibility of accidentally injuring people on Earth, but it does not constitute a declaration of war. There was no reason for Maki Shuo to take the initiative to transform and stop this negotiation.

He is waiting, waiting for the moment when the other party shows his true purpose.

Just like what I heard in the previous meeting, the other party is worried about the shadow currently staying on this earth. In the eyes of the human beings in another universe, going to war with Gai Ying for this earth will only result in more losses than gains.

So they chose a relatively soft approach, but the way the artificial Ultra brothers acted vaguely proved that they didn't care about the life and death of their fellow humans in another universe.

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The sun provides most of the light and heat to the entire star system, but part of the light it shines on the earth is blocked for a moment by a huge space channel.

One after another, artificial Ultraman stretched out his arms and flew out, floating side by side in the cosmic space not far from the earth, including the artificial Ultra Brothers who had been broken up into light particles by Maki Shuo not long ago.

The palm of the leader's artificial Ultra Father released dark green light. A semicircular ball of light covered his right hand. Several humans who looked no different from Earthlings were standing in his palm.

The originally agreed upon negotiation time was about to arrive, and the artificial Ultramans turned into streams of light one after another, flying towards the earth like a meteor shower.

Countless golden beams of light spread over the entire city, and then fell on the ground to condense their respective figures. Although the people nearby had been evacuated in advance, it was clear that they were much more careful when landing this time.

Except for some dust that was blown up by the wind caused by the landing, there was no damage to the buildings on the ground. They even took the initiative to use their anti-gravity abilities to reduce the impact of their own weight, and then transformed into the size of a human being in the golden light.

On the street dozens of meters away on both sides, guard soldiers holding guns stood straight, staring at the artificial Ultraman and several humans who had gathered together.

No fear, no panic. Before coming here, everyone voluntarily accepted this mission and was prepared to sacrifice.