Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Daigo opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief. He had previously wondered why the instructor always scoffed at the idea of ​​"relying on Ultraman's power," but now he finally understood—for Storm One, human firepower was the foundation, and Ultraman was at most a "reliable backup."

"You remembered?" Cui Ming looked at him with a half-smile. "I didn't spoil it for you because I wanted you to figure it out yourself."

Daigo nodded vigorously, his voice trembling slightly, "Instructor, are you really Storm One? I saw you single-handedly take down a monster that was a kilometer long in a tokusatsu anime, is that true?" As soon as he said this, he felt a little offended and quickly added, "I'm not questioning you! I'm just so surprised!"

Dan Moroboshi listened with amusement, patting Daigo on the back and laughing, "This kid is not only obedient, but also quite capable." He turned to look at Choi Myung, his eyes filled with approval, "You've made a good choice for this junior; he's much less troublesome than some of the team members I led back then."

Cui Ming shrugged and didn't reply—he chose Daigo as his "key observation subject" because the boy was kind-hearted and blessed by Ultraman Tiga. Now it seemed that there was also an added layer of tacit understanding between them as "tokusatsu enthusiasts".

Daigo was still reeling from the shock of having his idol right beside him, his eyes filled with admiration as he looked at Cui Ming. He used to think his instructor was formidable, but now that he knew he was Storm One, he realized that the word "powerful" was simply not enough to describe him—this was a ruthless character who could strike fear into the hearts of aliens and even Ultraman had to call him "senior"!

"Alright, stop standing there like an idiot." Cui Ming interrupted his thoughts. "Since you've come all this way, let me show you our armory and let you see some weapons that are even more powerful than those in TV dramas."

"Okay! Okay!" Daigo nodded hurriedly, quickly catching up with the two, his mind racing: So the heroes in tokusatsu really exist! And they're right here next to me as instructors!

Daigo had only walked a few steps with Choi and Dan Moroboshi when he suddenly shook his head slightly, the shock on his lips gradually replaced by relief. He raised his hand and touched the transformation device on his chest, feeling the familiar warmth on his fingertips—yes, he could transform into Ultraman Tiga, had seen real monsters, and had personally experienced life-or-death battles. Now that he knew his instructor was Storm One and his senior Dan Moroboshi was Seven, it didn't seem so hard to accept.

"Have you figured it out?" Cui Ming noticed his subtle movements out of the corner of his eye and asked.

Daigo nodded vigorously, his eyes hardening. "Yes! Whether it's the instructor or Dan Moroboshi, they are all people I can learn from. I will train harder in the future and protect the Earth alongside them." He no longer agonized over the shock of "tokusatsu characters coming into reality," but instead felt fortunate to be able to fight alongside such seniors—after all, not everyone has the opportunity to learn tactics from Storm One or listen to Ultraman Seven share his experience in space battles.

Upon hearing this, Dan Moroboshi patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Good lad, that's enough. Protecting the Earth is never a one-person job; it requires young people like you to take the baton."

Meanwhile, news of Ultraman Seven's appearance, though not publicly announced, quietly spread among TPC executives and the EDF forces. Interestingly, no one discussed whether "Ultraman would threaten humanity"; instead, they all tacitly reached a consensus—anyone who dared to harm Seven would face consequences he could not withstand.

While Sawai didn't say it explicitly at the meeting, he privately told the head of the security department: "Keep an eye on those guys with ulterior motives, especially those crazy researchers who want to mess with Ultraman. If I find out who's got their eye on Seven, don't bother with any formalities, just take them into custody—I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong."

The EDF soldiers were even more blunt. A few soldiers responsible for camp security were chatting idly, and someone joked, "What if some aliens want to harm Seven?" Immediately, someone else chimed in, "What else can we do? Grab our weapons and go! Forget aliens, even if there's a traitor among our own people who dares to lay a hand on Seven, we'll shoot him a hundred times in the back, write a report saying he committed suicide out of guilt, and who can say anything about that?"

"That's right!" another soldier slapped his thigh in agreement. "Ultimate Lover King Seven! He's someone who watched humanity grow and risked his life to protect us! Back in the tokusatsu series, he almost sacrificed himself for Earth. Now that he's here in real life, anyone who dares to mess with him will have to ask our guns first!" Someone else added even more ruthlessly: "If anyone's really blind, let alone suicide, even if it's an 'accidental fall off a cliff' or 'accidentally eating poisonous wild vegetables,' we can arrange everything perfectly. When people ask, we'll say he's 'mentally unstable and committed dangerous acts,' who would doubt that?"

These words, though spoken in a slightly joking tone, were undeniably earnest. In humanity's eyes, Seven wasn't a cold, impersonal "alien creature," but a hero who had grown up alongside generations, a true "ultimate lover" who protected humanity as his "children." Let alone harming him, even the slightest hint of malice towards him would trigger collective vigilance from humanity—after all, the Earth, which Ultraman willingly protected, should also have the strength to protect Ultraman.

When this reached Dan Moroboshi's ears, he simply smiled and shook his head, saying to Choi Myung, "You humans here are really protective of your own."

Cui Ming raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat matter-of-fact: "After all, you're Seven, their hero. Besides, who made you the 'Ultimate Lover King'? Protecting your own people, isn't that what you should do?"

Dan Moroboshi paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. His laughter, bathed in the setting sun, was filled with warmth—perhaps this was why he had always protected humanity; these seemingly weak creatures always managed to make him feel cherished in the most direct way.

However, he then spoke to Daigo seriously.

He will begin giving Daigo special training.

And Daigo.
He accepted.

Although Dan Moroboshi's special training in Seven is terrifying, Daigo has one advantage: he is obedient, obedient, and obedient!

Arduous training?
He's not afraid! Even if he were to crash into a Jeep, he wouldn't be afraid!
This pleased Dan Moroboshi very much.

Therefore, there was no hostility during training.

After all, the child is so humble; there's no need to train him like an enemy.

Of course, Dan Moroboshi also went to see Sawai.
This human, whom he greatly admired, led humanity to a state of peace.
This is truly a bit like a dream. (End of Chapter)