Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

"Damn it! What the hell is this?!"

When several high-ranking Japanese officials saw the red flesh and blood covering the walls and floor through the laboratory's live monitoring screen, as well as the gruesome scene of researchers being devoured in a fleeting glimpse, they froze on the spot, their voices filled with undisguised horror.

One of the politicians, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, pointed tremblingly at the screen, his face pale: "This...this isn't right! Weren't we supposed to be researching regenerative cells? How did it turn out like this?" On the screen, red flesh continued to writhe and expand. The once pristine white laboratory had now become a red inferno. Even the surveillance cameras were mostly covered by the viscous flesh, and the images flickered with static from time to time.

Another senior executive barely managed to stand by holding onto the table, his eyes filled with disbelief: "This thing is beyond our comprehension. The previous report only said that Linton has regenerative abilities, but it didn't say that its flesh and blood could actively attack people!" He originally thought that as long as he extracted cells for research, he could easily master the regeneration technology, but now it seems that they were simply playing with fire.

"Is this something we can really control?!" someone couldn't help but question, their voice filled with despair. "It's impossible, it's simply not possible!" Looking at the spreading flesh and blood on the screen, they finally realized how naive their previous thoughts had been—Linton's regenerative ability was simply beyond the control of current human technology; it was clearly a terrifying existence capable of autonomous evolution and even possessing aggressive tendencies.

An elderly politician with gray hair watched as the last researcher in the video was enveloped in flesh and blood and disappeared. He suddenly slumped into his chair and muttered to himself, "Even if this thing is used, it will turn into something else entirely. I'm afraid it will become part of Linton's flesh and blood." He had previously fantasized about using regeneration technology to extend his lifespan, but now he realized that once he came into contact with these out-of-control cells, he would not only fail to gain immortality, but would instead become part of the monster.

"This is terrible! What did we do?" Someone clutched their head, their voice filled with regret. "If we had listened to Cui's orders and thoroughly disposed of Linton's remains, and hadn't insisted on obtaining samples for research, things wouldn't have turned out like this."

The surveillance footage was eventually completely covered by red flesh and blood, leaving only darkness. A deathly silence fell over the conference room, broken only by the heavy breathing of a few high-ranking officials. Looking at each other's pale faces, they all knew—this trouble had far exceeded their control, and might even affect the entire city.

"Contact EDF immediately! Get Cui Ming and the others to handle this!" Finally, someone reacted, frantically pulling out their phone, their fingers slipping nervously. "Any later, and this thing would have swallowed the entire research building!"

But no one dared to think about how much it would take to quell the disaster they had caused, even if the EDF arrived in time. At this moment, all they had left was endless panic and regret—if only they hadn't been blinded by the desire for "immortality," if only they had had a little more reverence, they wouldn't be in this predicament.

The panic within the research building continued, as crimson flesh spread relentlessly, almost completely filling the building with this bizarre substance. Deep within the building, the previously scattered flesh was now frantically converging towards a central point.

Suddenly, a muffled roar erupted from the pile of flesh, followed by the slow emergence of a colossal figure. Yes, Linton had indeed been resurrected, but its current form was more terrifying than ever before. Its body was no longer the complete monster it once was, but rather a patchwork of countless pieces of flesh, writhing and assembling, much like the Mudmon from the Digimon world. However, while Mudmon was composed of black mud, the undead monster Linton was made entirely of chilling red flesh.

Its body surface was covered in red flesh that churned like boiling magma, with small pieces of flesh occasionally detaching from the main body only to be quickly absorbed by other parts. Where its head had once been was now a huge vortex of flesh and blood, and at the center of the vortex, two faintly glowing crimson lights flickered—Linton's eyes, radiating endless killing intent.

Upon its resurrection, Linton unleashed a deafening roar, the sound waves causing the surrounding walls to crack. It took a powerful step, instantly creating a massive crater in the ground, and the surrounding red flesh surged with its movement, as if it were an extension of its body.

It swung its enormous arm, formed from flesh and blood, and wherever it went, reinforced concrete buildings crumbled like paper. The consciousness of those humans it absorbed seemed to merge into its body, making it even more ferocious. At this moment, Linton had only one thought in his mind—revenge! It would annihilate all those humans who tried to study it, to destroy it, and the Set team that had crushed it into mincemeat and burned it! With each movement, it left a terrifying trail of shattered buildings and crimson flesh behind it, advancing relentlessly towards the city center. A new catastrophe was engulfing the city.

Cui Ming stood in the cockpit of the Yukikaze, staring at the writhing red flesh on the screen, his brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly—to be honest, he was speechless.

This thing is really ugly. At least it had a complete monster-like appearance before, but now it looks like a bunch of unevenly mixed lumps of flesh, with twisted pieces of flesh sticking out on the surface from time to time. It's disgusting to look at.

"This thing..." Cui Ming shook his head, no longer dwelling on these irrelevant complaints. Now was not the time to obsess over the monster's appearance. He took a deep breath, pressed the communicator, and his tone regained its usual calm: "Kaina, has the target's data been scanned?"

Kaina's voice came through the communicator quickly, tinged with helplessness and sarcasm: "The scan is complete. Thanks to those idiots in the higher-ups. They've done us a huge favor."

The "thank you" in those words was clearly ironic—if the higher-ups hadn't failed to take proper precautions in their research on Linton's regenerative abilities, allowing Linton's flesh and blood to absorb so many people and accumulate enough "nutrients," Kaina wouldn't have been able to quickly grasp its current weaknesses by analyzing the life signals of those devoured and the activity data of Linton's flesh and blood.

"What are the specifics?" Cui Ming ignored Kena's complaints and went straight to the point, "Has its regenerative ability changed compared to before?"

“The changes are significant.” Kaina’s voice instantly turned serious. “Because it has absorbed a large number of human bodies, its regeneration speed is three times faster than before, and the flesh on its body surface can autonomously split into small pieces. Once these small pieces fall to other places, they can continue to absorb surrounding substances and reassemble. However, it is not without weaknesses.”

She paused, then continued, "The research data from higher-ups mentions that while Linton's regenerative cells have a strong tolerance to high temperatures, if its core area—the densest cluster of red light spots within its body—is continuously attacked with ultra-high temperatures, its regenerative ability can be temporarily suppressed. Moreover, although its current form is agile, its defense is much weaker than before, so an energy cannon should be able to inflict effective damage on it."

After listening, Cui Ming nodded, having formed a battle plan in his mind: "Okay, I understand. Notify Asuka and Misato to prepare. We'll concentrate our firepower on the core area of ​​Linton later. Also, have the ground troops evacuate the surrounding population to prevent more people from being absorbed by it."

"Roger!" Kaina replied, then couldn't help but add, "By the way, Captain, the higher-ups are still urging us to resolve the Linton issue as soon as possible, saying that if we cause even greater losses, they will hold us accountable—don't you think they've forgotten that they're the ones who created this mess?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Ming's lips twitched, and he said irritably, "Never mind them, deal with the monster first. I'll settle accounts with them after this is over." With that, he steered the Snowwind toward Linton's location—no matter how ugly the monster was, no matter how stupid the higher-ups were, he had to clean up this mess. It was the responsibility of the Sett team, and it was also his responsibility.

Anyway, we'll just take down a few high-ranking officials when the time comes. (End of Chapter)