Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

"Little Cui, now is not the time to talk about this! Let's kill all these Dezil aliens!" Tuan suddenly flung away Cui Ming's hand, his long sword flashing coldly under the lamplight, his eyes almost overflowing with killing intent. He truly could not tolerate these beasts who were harming innocent people.

"Calm down, senior! Calm down!!! Now is not the time to take action!" Cui Ming quickly rushed over and hugged his waist again, his back soaked with cold sweat. If Senior Tuan rushed in, all the previous interrogation work would be in vain.

Beidou stood quietly a little distance away, arms crossed, watching the chaotic scene, mainly worried that if she went over to mediate, she would be accidentally injured.

After all, the senior members of the group are currently furious, and anyone who gets close to them will be in trouble. Only Old Cui has the courage and strength to help stop his brother.

"Xiao Cui! Don't stop me! You're just too kind-hearted!" Tuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and the knife in his hand trembled slightly. He felt that Cui Ming was just too soft-hearted, and there was no need to follow the rules for such an utterly wicked alien.

“It’s not out of kindness, senior!” Cui Ming’s face turned red as he clung tightly to Tuan’s arm. “These bastards know the whereabouts of missing persons! How can we explain to the families if we kill them? Once we get the clues, you can chop them up however you want, I absolutely won’t stop you! We really have to endure it now!” The screams in the interrogation room continued, but the struggle in the corridor was even more thrilling than the interrogation inside.

"Hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph hmph!!!! Ugh hmph hmph hmph hmph!!!!"

The screams of the Dezil aliens continued to echo inside the interrogation room, but the Dezil aliens were unaware that a killing machine was waiting for them outside.

Seeing that the struggle with his senior, Choi Myung, had a sudden inspiration and turned to shout at the other end of the corridor, "Spike! You go interrogate him! Yes! It's you!"

Spike, who was gnawing on a bone in the corner, suddenly looked up, pointing at himself with a bewildered paw. What the heck?! I'm supposed to interrogate someone? Me? It flicked its tail, its mind full of questions—I'm just a dog, I usually just fetch documents and sniff bombs, when did I learn interrogation techniques?

"It's alright! I believe in you, Spike! Go, Spike!" Cui Ming nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with unquestionable trust, but in reality, he wanted to divert the attention of the senior member.

Spike looked at Cui Ming's "sincere" eyes, then glanced at the still-angry senior, and silently put down the bone in its mouth. It tilted its head and thought for a moment, then shrugged helplessly.

Well, since the boss has said so, we can't contradict him in public. Spike reluctantly walked towards the interrogation room on his four short legs, his tail drooping listlessly. His back looked like he was going to the execution ground, which almost made Beidou burst out laughing.

When Spike staggered into the interrogation room, the interrogators inside were already used to it and skillfully handed him a set of specially made small interrogation tools. These tools had been custom-made for Spike, and were just the right size for him to hold in his paws.

Spike paused for a moment, glancing down at the tools in its paws before looking up at the trembling Dezil alien strapped to the rack. The next second, it was as if a switch had been flipped, and it sprang to life—its tail standing straight up, its fur bristling, and it picked up the interrogation tools and began working with practiced ease.

Alright, alright! Since that's how it is! I won't pretend anymore! That's right! I can even teach Kotaro boxing, so interrogation is a piece of cake!
It first used its paws to lift the stun gun and slapped it on the Dezil alien's leg. The electric current crackled, and the alien screamed in pain. Then it picked up the branding iron and, although its movements were a bit clumsy, it accurately pressed it onto the spot that hadn't been burned before, instantly releasing a burnt smell.

Spike made low whimpering noises as he "worked," as if expressing his dissatisfaction with these alien scum. Cui Ming and Tuan, who had been struggling in the corridor, froze upon hearing the commotion. Even the interrogators couldn't help but mutter to themselves: Spike's got some skills; he can even handle a snow-white...
The interrogation of the Dezil aliens continued, with screams and the sounds of machinery churning intermittently coming from the interrogation room, while Hikari and Tregear's mission was clearly more important.

The two of them were currently gathered around a sophisticated instrument in the center of the laboratory, intently preparing the device to transform the memora back into their original forms. Torregia was constantly adjusting the parameters on the quantum computer, while Hikari was assembling the energy conduction components. The two occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones, their expressions serious and focused.

To be honest, this mission is quite difficult, mainly because the human hosts of the modified Memors come from different alien races. Each race has different genetic sequences and energy frequencies, meaning the device must be precisely adapted to each individual; even a slight deviation could cause irreversible damage. Hikari frowned slightly, looking at the complex genetic map on the screen: "We need to optimize the energy filtering system further to ensure that it can remove the modification factors without damaging the original genetic chain." Tregear brandished the tool in his hand, a playful smile on his lips: "Don't worry, this little trouble won't stump us. But we'll have to make those Dezil aliens suffer more; after all, they've caused quite a bit of trouble."

However, the Dezil aliens won't have it easy either. Besides the ongoing interrogation, these notorious human traffickers have already been targeted by other cosmic powers. Their kidnapping and modification of different races has long violated cosmic conventions, and many of the victims' planetary alliances have received word and are sharpening their knives, ready to demand justice. Even if they manage to survive this interrogation, they will face an even more brutal cosmic trial, destined for certain doom.

As news of the destruction of the Delz alien base gradually spread, research institutions and secret organizations around the world were urgently researching ways to deal with these alien abduction incidents. Laboratories were brightly lit as scientists repeatedly analyzed debris recovered from the ruins and surveillance footage, trying to find flaws in the alien abduction and modification technology, or effective defense mechanisms.

They simulated countless invasion paths of the spaceships, analyzed the energy fluctuations of the modification devices, and even tried to reverse engineer the communication signals of the Delz aliens, but the final conclusion was still that there was no way to do it.

The data analysis reports flashing on the screen silently tell the harsh truth: the gap between Earth's current level of technology and these extraterrestrials who can travel through interstellar space and have mastered genetic modification technology is simply too great.

Humanity's proud artificial intelligence is no match for the aliens' encryption system. The most advanced defensive weapons cannot even penetrate the enemy's energy shield, let alone crack the modification technology that can arbitrarily rewrite biological genes.

One scientist sighed as he looked at the diagram of a spaceship engine on the screen: "Their energy efficiency is more than a hundred times that of ours, and their materials technology is at least several centuries ahead. We are like those who are facing guns and cannons with cold weapons. We have no chance to fight back."

This enormous technological gap left everyone feeling powerless. Although the Storm Squad and Ultra Warriors managed to repel the enemy this time, no one knew whether humanity would be so lucky the next time aliens attacked.

Now everyone understands that when facing the immense threat of alien invasion, Ultraman is the real "big brother" who can handle things. Without their repeated assistance, Earth would probably have become a colony of alien forces long ago, and the tragedies of those kidnapped and modified would only have intensified. Therefore, everyone now agrees that they must ensure Ultraman's safety at all costs, providing all possible support, and absolutely not allow them to be isolated and helpless in battle.

As for those underhanded schemes that certain organizations used to have—such as the idea of ​​capturing Ultraman for research and trying to replicate their power—that should be completely abandoned now.

Having experienced the battle with the Delz aliens, no one dared to have such audacious thoughts again. After all, no one wanted to turn their only support into an enemy when facing an alien threat.

Now, thanks to the detailed battle data analysis report submitted by Cui Ming, everyone is very clear about Ultraman's true strength.

The report clearly records the energy intensity, flight speed, destructive power of Ultraman's beam attacks, and tactical adaptability when facing multiple enemies. The battle scenes of Ultraman easily shattering warships and tearing apart energy shields, along with his defensive prowess in effortlessly withstanding fatal attacks, all made everyone deeply realize that Ultraman's power has long surpassed the limits of human understanding. Their very existence is Earth's strongest shield, and only respect and protection can best respond to this power.

Of course, everyone's clear understanding is the result of Cui Ming's conscious guidance.

He never intended to hide Ultraman's strength from the beginning. On the contrary, he would take the initiative to compile detailed data after each battle and submit it to the relevant authorities. He would even emphasize Ultraman's decisive role in key battles during his reports.

The main reason is that Cui Ming has a strong moral compass. He is all too aware of the greedy nature of certain human forces and fears that someone might do something foolish because they covet Ultraman's power. If humans really fight Ultraman, Cui Ming will not hesitate to stand on Ultraman's side and help them.

After all, they genuinely helped their original world defend against alien invasions time and time again.

Without Ultraman's support, the Earth would have been riddled with holes long ago, from the Delz aliens to the various cosmic monsters that came before. He absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen in the world he was protecting.

Furthermore, Ultraman always harbors goodwill towards humanity; their battles are always for protection, not conquest. This pure spirit of protection deserves to be cherished. Cui Ming's guidance is not only protecting Ultraman but also protecting humanity itself—after all, the power to fight against cosmic threats cannot be destroyed by foolish internal strife.

Therefore, in order to eliminate potential risks that might threaten Ultraman, Cui Ming secretly "dealt with" a few characters like mad scientists, which he considered as cleaning up the trash.

These people are always clinging to unrealistic fantasies, spending their days plotting how to capture Ultraman, extract their energy cores, and even trying to transform Ultraman warriors into weapons under their control. They hide in secret laboratories, using all sorts of unorthodox methods to study Ultraman's combat data, completely disregarding the disaster that such behavior would bring to Earth if exposed.

On one occasion, Cui Ming intercepted a secret report that an underground research organization had begun secretly collecting energy particles left over from Ultraman's battles, attempting to use them to locate the coordinates of the Ultra Star.

That very night, he led his team to raid the enemy's stronghold. Watching the leading scientist still shouting "humanity needs this power" under the gun, Cui Ming pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

"Some trash, if left unattended, will only pollute the environment," he wrote in his action log. Cui Ming would never show mercy to those who, for their own selfish desires, were willing to endanger the entire world. Eliminating these threats was not only protecting Ultraman from being manipulated, but also safeguarding humanity's own future. After all, compared to the vast threats of the universe, internal strife was often far more deadly.

Cui Ming hates idiots like this the most!
Despite having insufficient ability and understanding to keep up with their ambitions, they always think about doing stupid things that subvert the rules. In the end, not only do they fail to achieve anything, but they also have to leave others to clean up their mess.

After all, there were many such bizarre things in the original world—those extremist organizations that thought they had grasped the truth, and ambitious people who always wanted to control power through crooked means. They all thought they could change the world, but they often ended up destroying themselves.

The only plausible explanation is that those guys at most went to negotiate with the Star Guides, only to be mercilessly slaughtered. They didn't cause any trouble for Earth's defense forces at crucial moments, nor did they hinder EDF's combat deployment.

Even so, Cui Ming felt indignant every time he thought of those guys who lost their lives because of their stupidity.

They always thought they could bargain with a powerful being with a few grand words or some nonsensical "bargaining chips," completely unaware that the gap in strength between the two sides was as vast as an insurmountable chasm. Now that they've come to this world, there are still people who want to mess with Ultraman. In Cui Ming's eyes, this is simply forgetting the pain of past mistakes. If these scourges aren't eliminated, big problems will inevitably arise sooner or later.

Incidentally, Spike's interrogation was successful.

As expected of my dog! Just as reliable as Gaddy!!!
However, the Dezil aliens are really in a bad situation.

After all, Seven was prepared to turn him into sashimi at any time.
Gee.
That's ruthless.
That makes sense, considering he's Seven.
The Ultraman who loves humans the most.

It is also the easiest way for Americans to trick Ultraman.
(End of this chapter)