Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

After defeating Gorgzavors II, Torregia hovered in the darkness of space, the dissipating energy remnants behind him, and the blue-glowing Earth before him. He slowly withdrew his hands, which had been gathering energy, feeling the still surging power within him, and an indescribable sense of awe welled up inside him—he had become so strong!

He remembered how, in the past, facing monsters of this caliber required considerable effort, and he would sometimes find himself on the defensive. But now, he could defeat his opponent in a single move. This dramatic change reminded him of Cui Ming's rigorous, almost torturous, training—from pushing his physical limits to refining his energy control, and developing skills for handling various unexpected situations in combat. Each aspect had been incredibly difficult for him back then, but looking back now, Cui Ming's training was truly effective!
Thinking this, Tregear's tense lips slowly curved upwards, finally blossoming into a radiant smile, a smile filled with relief and joy, all traces of his past gloom gone. He couldn't help but open his arms and laugh heartily in the universe: "Hahahaha! That's amazing! This feeling of soaring power! It's just fantastic!"

Laughter echoed in the vast universe, carrying an unprecedented sense of ease and excitement. He could clearly feel that the power within him was no longer a chaotic and restless surge, but a "sharp blade" that he could completely control. This absolute sense of dominance over power fascinated him immensely.

More importantly, he had been holding onto a thought in his heart—now, I am qualified to stand by Taro's side! No longer the one who could only watch Taro shine from afar while he could only silently chase after him from behind, he now possessed the strength to fight alongside Taro and protect him together!

This idea made his laughter even louder, even trembling with excitement: "Hahahaha!!!!!"

He hovered in the universe, lingering for a long time, gazing at the distant blue planet with longing in his eyes.

Cui Ming's training not only made him stronger, but also helped him rediscover the self he had once lost. This regained strength and confidence brought him more joy than any victory. At this moment, he was filled with anticipation for the future, looking forward to the next battle, to reuniting with Taro, and even more so, to using his own strength to protect this hard-won peace.

I'm really happy!
As soon as Kirisaki deactivated his transformation and returned to the ground, he saw Kotaro rushing towards him, his face full of undisguised excitement. Kotaro immediately began praising him without reservation: "That was amazing, Tregear! That move you used in space was absolutely swift and decisive! Gorgzavores II didn't even have a chance to react before he was taken down!"

Hearing this, Kirisaki couldn't help but smile – although he didn't say it outright, Kotaro's approval made him feel like he had a warm piece of candy in his heart, which made him feel especially good.

He patted Kotaro on the shoulder, his tone relaxed: "Of course, after training with Old Cui for so long, if I didn't even have this much strength, wouldn't it be a waste of time? By the way, Taro, next time we encounter a guy like this, let's go together and try out our teamwork."

“Okay!” Kotaro immediately nodded in agreement, his eyes sparkling. “But it depends on the enemy situation. With your current strength, you can handle many enemies by yourself. If I come along, I might have to be careful not to hold you back.”

"I still need more practice." Kirisaki waved his hand, his tone instantly becoming humble, without a trace of complacency.

In truth, he knew that if it were before, he might have already echoed the praise with something like "Of course," but not now—with Cui Ming around, he couldn't afford not to be humble. He still remembered the way Cui Ming watched him train back then. No matter how well he performed in a battle, Cui Ming would only frown and say, "Not enough." Occasionally, he would even throw him absurd simulation training missions like "the human form directly fighting the monster," euphemistically called "feeling the rhythm of the monster's attacks to avoid misjudging during transformation."

Over time, the phrase "avoid arrogance and impetuosity" became ingrained in his mind. Even with his significant improvement in strength, and even with Kotaro's praise, he subconsciously dared not be arrogant, only thinking, "I can be even stronger," and "I can do better next time." Looking at him like this, Kotaro couldn't help but laugh: "You, spending so much time with Old Cui, even humility has become a habit. But that's good, it saves you from becoming arrogant and complacent one day, and Old Cui making you train extra."

Kirisaki sighed helplessly, but didn't refute it—after all, Kotaro was telling the truth. With Choi Myeong, that "strict teacher," around, even if he wanted to be proud, he would have to consider the intensity of the training ahead. However, he couldn't hide the joy he felt from his improved strength, and even though he spoke modestly, the light in his eyes never dimmed.

Cui Ming was extremely busy in the Seth team's weapons storage room. A pile of half-disassembled weapons were spread out on the table and floor—including core components of small energy cannons, modified bullet magazines, and several homing missiles awaiting testing. However, his hands were not on repairing or upgrading these weapons, but rather carefully packing some special energy crystals and metal fragments into two specially made containers.

This isn't adjusting weapons; it's clearly preparing "food" for Musashi and Frederick.

With a "click," Cui Ming placed the last blue-glowing energy crystal into the container, wiped the sweat from his brow, and sighed helplessly, "You two really have good appetites. It's only been three days, and you've already finished the energy blocks I prepared last time."

As soon as the words were spoken, the door to the storage room was pushed open, and Musashi and Friedrich strode in with synchronized steps. Their ship rigging still gleamed with a faint metallic sheen, and their eyes were filled with anticipation as they looked at the container in Cui Ming's hand. As the mainstay ship girls of the Seto Squadron, their method of "feeding" was exceptionally unique—they didn't eat ordinary food, but instead "ate" all sorts of energy-containing technological components, from small energy crystals to large, discarded weapon cores. As long as they had energy and technological content, they could convert them into their own power.

Cui Ming handed over the two containers, watching the two skillfully absorb the energy inside, and couldn't help but mutter, "There's nothing we can do, they're the main force after all."

That's absolutely true. Musashi and Frederick not only have a voracious appetite, but their strength is also top-notch—Musashi's naval cannons can accurately strike targets tens of thousands of meters away, and Frederick's defensive shield can even withstand the beam attacks of monsters. Last time, when dealing with a group of space pirates, the two of them took only ten minutes to defeat the enemy fleet, even faster than Ultraman. Moreover, they are not picky about "ingredients" and can "eat" all kinds of technological products, unlike some special combat forces that rely on specific resources. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them the Set Team's "mobile arsenal and battle fortress."

"If only the Mimi aliens could be this diligent." Cui Ming looked at the two ship girls earnestly "eating" in front of him, and then thought of the Mimi alien who stayed in the laboratory and refused to come out.

The Mimi aliens' technological level is indeed impressive; any invention they casually produce could significantly enhance the equipment capabilities of the Set team. However, she's a complete homebody, almost never leaving the lab except for necessary experiments and reports, let alone actively participating in combat. Last time, when Cui Ming wanted to ask her to help modify a defensive turret, she simply sent him a design drawing through the screen, saying, "Remote guidance is fine; going out will disrupt my experimental rhythm," leaving Cui Ming both amused and exasperated.

"Never mind, everyone has their strengths." Cui Ming shook his head, no longer thinking about it—Musashi and Frederick were responsible for frontline combat, while the Mimi aliens provided technological support from the rear; this combination was actually quite reasonable. He watched as the two ship girls absorbed the energy, their ship equipment gleaming even brighter, and he felt much more at ease. With such a main force, even if they encountered a monster like Gorgzavors II again, they would have a better chance of victory. (End of Chapter)