Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

In the massive interrogation room of the Sett base, King Galahad's enormous body stood out conspicuously—it obediently lay on the ground with its rear end sticking up, its head pressed tightly against the ground, not daring to move an inch. After all, the colossal crane robot Vulga was standing next to it, its thick mechanical arm pressing against its back, and the cannon muzzle of the war fortress robot Balam was always aimed at its rear end. This posture made it dare not have the slightest thought of causing trouble, fearing that its rear end would suffer a "devastating blow" at any moment.

Cui Ming sat on a specially made high platform, holding an interrogation record sheet in his hand. Looking at the "obedient" monster in front of him, he asked in a calm tone, "Speak, what is your real purpose in coming to Earth? Don't try to hide it. Your little tricks are useless in front of us."

King Galah raised its head with a wronged expression, its voice trembling with tears: "I just... I'm just curious about spherical things on Earth and wanted to come and see... I have no other purpose, really!" As it spoke, it secretly glanced at Balga and Balam beside it, afraid that its answer would displease them and cause them trouble again.

Just then, the interrogation room door was pushed open, and several members of Team Tucker passed by. Seeing the scene inside, they couldn't help but stop. One of the members, looking at King Garuda with its rear end sticking up on the ground, suddenly suppressed a laugh and said, "Hey, look at its posture, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a member of Team Mountain."

Upon hearing this, the other Tucker team members nodded in agreement: "It really does look a bit like that! Especially the way he sticks out his butt, it's exactly the same pose he takes when he gets unlucky enough to get hit in the ditch in the mountains!"

"I think Shan Zhong must have a good relationship with this monster, after all, they are both 'fellow sufferers' in the 'bad luck' world!" another team member added with a smile, his tone full of teasing—of course, this was simply because Shan Zhong also often gets bad luck, and it was just a joke among everyone.

King Gala couldn't understand what they were saying, but from their tone, he could tell it wasn't anything nice. He could only bury his head even lower and mutter to himself: Earthlings are not only bad, but they also like to mock others. It's too much!
Hearing his teammates' jokes, Cui Ming couldn't help but smirk, but quickly regained his seriousness and continued to ask King Gala, "Just curious? No other purpose? Then why didn't you respond to our inquiry signals and instead moved towards the base?"

King Gala hurriedly explained, "I...I just wanted to get closer to see the base's structure, that's all! I thought you wouldn't mind...who knew you'd come up and spank me..."

Cui Ming stared at it for a few seconds to make sure it wasn't lying before saying to the team member next to him, "Lock it up first, have someone keep an eye on it, and don't let it do anything rash. We'll decide what to do after we confirm that it has no other accomplices."

Barga and Balam immediately sprang into action, "escorting" King Gala to his cell, one on each side. The members of the Tak team, watching King Gala's dejected figure, whispered sarcastically, "If he were in the mountains, we might actually be able to 'exchange' some unfortunate experiences with him!"

The laughter in the interrogation room gradually subsided, leaving only King Galactus's aggrieved complaints echoing in the corridor—it never imagined that it would not only get a spanking but also become the subject of ridicule among Earthlings. This trip to Earth was simply a nightmare for it!
In a corner of the interrogation room, Beidou happened to witness Gala Wang's pathetic state, his rear end sticking out. Instantly, images of the Yamanaka team's usual unlucky moments flashed through his mind. The two images overlapped, and he couldn't hold back his laughter; the corners of his mouth turned up wildly, and he barely managed to suppress it. Luckily, Yamanaka wasn't there, otherwise, seeing this monster with the same "unlucky pose" as himself would probably have been quite annoyed for a long time.

Sorry Yamanaka, but it's really funny! I don't know why, but seeing Yamanaka in trouble makes Hokuto feel happy, though he can't quite explain why. Maybe it's because in other worlds, Yamanaka is sometimes too "serious," always the first to refute his seemingly absurd yet reasonable ideas, and he even gets everyone else to question them, which is really annoying.

Just like that time when they were tracking a mysterious cosmic creature, they had clearly discovered a crucial clue, but Yamanaka thought it was an illusion and led everyone to search in the completely opposite direction, resulting in a huge waste of time.

But in this world, the Mountain Team members were truly reliable teammates, always at the forefront of missions, and their marksmanship was impeccable. However, the impressions left by those past experiences were too deep, causing Beidou to chuckle whenever he saw Mountain Team members "suffering misfortune" or encountered scenes similar to Mountain Team members' unfortunate situations. Looking at King Gara now, he felt secretly pleased: this monster had "shared" some of Mountain Team members' bad luck, which was an unexpected bonus. Maya had originally come to deliver supplies to the Tucker Team, and as she passed by the interrogation room, she happened to catch a glimpse of King Gara lying there—its rear end sticking up and its head touching the ground, it looked exactly like Mountain Team members after a mission, when they were limping and howling on the ground after being swept in the rear by a monster's tail.

She paused, instinctively stopping at the doorway. Her eyes first showed surprise, then a hint of undisguised helplessness welled up inside. Finally, she simply turned around, her back to the interrogation room, and silently pretended not to see anything.

But the image in her mind wouldn't leave her—on one side was Gala King's gray-green buttocks being pressed against by a mechanical arm, looking pitiful; on the other side was the image of Shan Zhong wearing his team uniform last time, his buttocks covered in mud, frowning and rubbing his waist. The two images inexplicably overlapped, making her want to laugh, yet also feeling sorry for her husband.

"Yama, your appearance...sob sob sob, I'm sorry, Yamanaka, I seem to have developed a disease where seeing a butt reminds me of you." Maya sighed silently in her heart, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the supply list in her hand.

Of course she knew about her husband's "unlucky constitution"—when carrying out missions, others were either attacked head-on by monsters or hid far away, but in the mountains, eight out of ten times he was unlucky and "hit the ground": either his buttocks were grazed by alien weapons, or his lower back was hit by falling rocks, and once when he was chasing aliens, he accidentally stepped into a mud pit and fell in, and was finally pulled out by his teammates while clutching his buttocks.

Of course, no one really knows what happened in the mountains.

Every time Maya saw the mountain boy say, with a wronged yet stubborn expression, "I definitely won't do it again next time," she felt both sorry for him and amused. But when she saw the appearance of the King of the Mountain this time, she realized that she had actually developed a "conditioned reflex"—whenever she saw a scene like "being scolded with her butt sticking out" or "her butt getting hurt," the first person she thought of was her husband.

"It's a good thing the mountain isn't here, otherwise if he knew that even a cosmic monster has the 'same pose' as him, he'd probably be furious and 'argue' with the monster." Maya couldn't help but tease him in her heart, a smile secretly curving her lips, which she quickly suppressed—after all, he was her husband, and she couldn't laugh at him along with others.

She took a deep breath, composed herself, and turned to walk towards the supply room, trying not to think about the scene in the interrogation room. But after taking only a few steps, the image of her falling into the mud pit in the mountains resurfaced in her mind, and she couldn't help but sigh again: "It seems this 'illness' won't be cured anytime soon."

Meanwhile, far away in the mountains on another mission, he suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and muttered in confusion, "Who's thinking about me? Is someone laughing at me for falling on my butt last time?"

He had no idea, of course, that his wife was caught in a dilemma—feeling guilty yet unable to suppress her laughter—all because of the pose of a cosmic monster. (End of Chapter)