Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Cui Ming was actually quite speechless.

He leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his gaze fixed on the gloomy sky outside the window. Recent events had become increasingly absurd, making him wonder if the world was collectively afflicted with some incurable disease.

Why are they all like this?
First, SEELE sent assassins to their deaths, then intelligence agencies from various countries began shoving women into his life, and now even some research institutions are getting restless. Are these people suffering from some kind of serious illness? Otherwise, they wouldn't be doing such outrageous things. Don't they realize that their little schemes are as obvious as ink on a blank sheet of paper to him?

Back in the Showa era, the Pitt aliens were already using honey traps.

Those aliens from Planet Pitt believed that all men on Earth were attracted to beautiful women, so they transformed into two young girls and used clumsy methods to try and get close to Dan Moroboshi, steal the Ultra Glasses, extract information, and even infiltrate the Ultra Guard base to sabotage aircraft launch equipment. At that time, he blasted them and their spaceship into cosmic dust, thinking that such outdated tactics should have long since ended up in the junkyard.

Only Seven is likely to fall victim to this!

Cui Ming always manages to defuse the situation!
Of course, this isn't about Seven... well, you know.
Anyway!

It was a honey trap before!

It's still a honey trap!
It's just that humans are using a honey trap to collect their own DNA...

The female agents flocked to him, one after another, feigning a fall one day, a chance encounter the next, and then infiltrating the cafeteria under different identities the day after. Cui Ming saw through their motives at a glance—all the emotional bonds and the allure of beautiful women were just pretexts. What they really wanted were his blood samples, his cellular tissue, and the residual energy from his transformation; they wanted to figure out his exact structure, whether he could be replicated, and whether he could be mass-produced.

tsk...

Cui Ming picked up his thermos, blew on the tea leaves floating on top, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Had these guys' brains been slammed in a door? Did they really think that sending a few pretty women would make him obediently cooperate, like a lab rat having its blood drawn?

Can't I just kill aliens or hostile monsters in peace?
He slammed his thermos down on the table with a dull thud. His wish was actually quite simple—if an apostle came, he'd cut him down; if a monster came, he'd beat it up; if an alien came, he'd shoot it down. He spent his days exercising, drinking tea, directing battles, and spending time with those around him—a regular and fulfilling life. But some people just wouldn't let him have peace, resorting to these underhanded tactics to annoy him.

The office door opened, and Asuka poked her head in: "Sai! Let's go eat!"

Cui Ming stood up, straightened his collar, and suppressed his earlier irritation. Forget it, thinking too much was useless. He'd deal with whatever came his way. Anyone who bothered him again could just go keep Gomora company.

"coming."

He strode out of the office, leaving all the messy calculations behind him inside.

When Asuka and Choi were having dinner together, they discovered that Rei Ayanami basically didn't eat meat, and when she did, she only ate fish.

Steam filled the cafeteria, and the clinking of plates echoed throughout. Asuka sat down opposite Choi Myung, carrying her plate, her gaze habitually sweeping around before settling on Rei Ayanami, who was eating alone a short distance away.

In the lunchbox in front of the blue-haired girl, the rice was neatly divided into three portions, with a few small pieces of salt-grilled salmon placed beside it. The tomatoes and cucumbers in the vegetable salad were chopped into small pieces, but the meat section was completely empty, with only a lone perilla leaf at the bottom of the plate. Asuka frowned. This wasn't the first time she'd noticed it, but every time she saw it, it irritated her—how could someone who didn't eat meat for a long time possibly withstand the high intensity of combat and training?

"When will Cui Li's problem be resolved? Not being able to eat meat is bad for her health."

Asuka looked away and turned to look at Choi Myung, her blue eyes filled with worry.

She recalled Rei Ayanami's pale face and the fatigue she often experienced after training, all of which were related to a long-term lack of animal protein.

As a driver, physical fitness is a lifeline; if things continue like this, problems will inevitably arise sooner or later.

Cui Ming put down his chopsticks and turned his gaze to Rei Ayanami, his brows furrowing slightly: "Indeed, but let Hikari take a look at this thing; she's the expert."

His tone was calm, as if stating a perfectly simple fact. Hikari's expertise in scientific research was indeed unparalleled; he could often solve interstellar technical problems with ease. Using him to analyze Rei Ayanami's physical condition, find the root cause of her inability to eat meat, and correct it was theoretically the optimal solution.

"Forehead……"

Asuka's expression was somewhat strange.

She opened her mouth, hesitated, and a complex look flashed in her eyes. It wasn't that she doubted Hikari's abilities; quite the opposite, she knew better than anyone how formidable the scientist from the Land of Light was. But it was precisely because she knew so well that she couldn't help but hesitate.

Please note that Choi Myung and Asuka did not mean to disparage Hikari.

Looking at Asuka's expression, Cui Ming seemed to understand what she hadn't said. He gently shook his head, his voice steady: "Hikari is indeed very powerful, but it..."

He paused, not finishing his sentence, but the meaning was already clear.

Asuka picked up the conversation, lowering her voice and leaning forward slightly: "Hikari is indeed very powerful, but it..."

She paused again, as if carefully choosing her words to ensure they wouldn't be misinterpreted as disrespect towards the scientist. After all, Hikari had helped them many times, and its research capabilities were undeniable; from energy weapons to medical repairs, from space technology to bioengineering, there were almost no problems it couldn't handle.

But Hikari is the kind of guy whose research abilities you can trust, but you also have to trust his ability to cause trouble...

Asuka took a deep breath and finally uttered the second half of her sentence: "...Some of its inventions are the kind that need to be blasted away by cannons!"

Her voice was even lower, as if she were talking about some forbidden secret. Her eyes unconsciously glanced around to make sure no one was eavesdropping.

That's no joke. Some of the things Hikari tinkered with in the lab, while ingenious in principle and advanced in technology, were often unreliable in stability. They would often go berserk, lose control, or produce some completely unexpected side effects.

The final solution is usually not precise adjustments, but rather a more violent approach—such as using cannons—to completely destroy the out-of-control device.

I won't go into what these inventions are here...

Asuka and Choi exchanged a glance, both seeing the same unspoken understanding in each other's eyes. It was better to keep those dark histories buried deep inside; recounting them would not only be lengthy, but each detail was enough to send blood pressure soaring. From a certain perspective, Hikari was indeed a genius, but also a genius who constantly made people on edge.

In short, you can trust Hikari, but you must also trust his ability to cause trouble even more.

Cui Ming picked up his water glass, took a sip, and put the glass down with a slight sound. Then he nodded, his tone as calm as if he were giving a concluding statement: "So it's okay to let it see, but the treatment process must be carried out under strict monitoring. It's best to choose an open area and set up emergency firepower around it."

Asuka paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud, her shoulders trembling slightly: "...You're being way too cautious."

“We can’t be careless,” Cui Ming said expressionlessly, picking up a piece of meat and putting it in his mouth. “Last time it said it would help me improve the communicator, but that thing almost paralyzed the frequency of half the base. The time before that it said it would make a portable energy replenishment device, but the explosion radius reached fifty meters.”

Asuka laughed even louder, quickly covering her mouth, afraid that Rei Ayanami, who was not far away, would hear. After laughing, she sighed, looked back at the girl eating fish alone, and her eyes softened again.

"Regarding Nali... let's think of another way, or let Hikari diagnose remotely, and keep it away from the experimental equipment."

“Yes,” Cui Ming nodded, “I’ll keep an eye on it myself.” (End of Chapter)