Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

The Victory Team has successfully completed their mission.

Looking at his team members' skillful handling of simulated crises and their tacit cooperation, Cui Ming felt very satisfied—at least, he could ensure that these team members would have a high enough survival rate in future missions, and that the six months of training had not been in vain.

However, Choi Myung has more important things to do right now.

In the alley shrouded in night, an inconspicuous noodle shop still had its lights on. As soon as Cui Ming stepped inside, he saw a familiar figure and asked, "Obik, what are you doing here?"

Obik sat by the window with a bowl of freshly served hot noodles in front of him. Hearing this, he looked up at Cui Ming and smiled, gesturing for him to sit down: "I was wondering why you came too? Sit down first, have a bowl of noodles with me."

Cui Ming sat down and ordered the same noodles as Obik. When the noodles were served, he stirred them and asked, "What are you doing here? Why aren't you staying over there?"

“Come back and take a look,” Obik mumbled, taking a sip of noodles. “Then ask our friends if they want to come over to our place; after all, the nights there are more suitable for us.”

Upon hearing this, Cui Ming glanced at him helplessly: "You really have no manners, trying to take our friends over there right away."

"Hahaha, after all, we monsters belong to the night!" Obik laughed heartily, his laughter echoing in the small noodle shop. He then looked up at the darkness outside the window, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. "The villages here aren't as nice as those over there."

"Because it's too backward over there, and in a sense, it has many bad habits, but there's nothing we can do about it," Cui Ming said calmly, taking a sip of noodle soup. The villages over there retain more ancient traditions, which, while more comfortable for monsters, also harbor many bad habits that are difficult to change.

"Yes, but for us old folks, this is the best." Obik nodded, clearly agreeing with Cui Ming's words. For these long-lived monsters, whether something is backward or not is unimportant; a place where they can live freely is a good place.

Cui Ming shrugged and didn't continue the topic—let Obik do whatever he wanted, he couldn't be bothered to care anyway.

After all, Cui Mingben didn't care much about what was happening in Japan. He stayed in Japan for two reasons: firstly, because he had friends there who could look after him; and secondly, because there were many monsters there, and every time a monster appeared, he could have a good time and enjoy killing it, which was enough for him.

The two remained silent, quietly eating their noodles. Occasionally, the soft clinking of chopsticks against bowls and plates could be heard, creating a particularly pleasant atmosphere in the quiet night.

In truth, Cui Ming could understand Obik—for these "old fogies" who had lived for countless years, the environment in the Ultra Universe was indeed the best. Especially after human lifespan was extended, the stubborn old folks in those old villages became even more obstinate than before, clinging to their old rules and refusing to let go. Obik and his group of conservatives were just like that. They would rather stay in their backward villages full of outdated customs than adapt to the new environment here.

But so what?
Cui Ming knew very well that such bad habits had nothing to do with him, but one thing he was always clear about was that in this world, he was more inclined to Earth-ism, and everything he did was based on the interests of the Earth. Even with monsters like Obik, as long as they didn't go beyond the scope of "a part of the Earth" and didn't cause trouble that threatened the safety of the Earth, he was too lazy to interfere too much.

After all, monsters are also part of Earth, just like mountains, forests, and rivers; they are an integral part of the world's ecosystem. As long as they behave themselves, do not actively provoke humans, and do not disrupt the Earth's order, their existence or non-existence does not conflict with his core responsibility of fighting monsters and aliens.

Of course, this is different from his position in the EDF world—there, his priority is to give equal importance to humanity and Earth, after all, that is "his own Earth" that he is more familiar with and has more concerns about, and the safety of humanity and the survival of Earth are equally important core issues.

But this place isn't his own Earth, after all. He doesn't have much attachment to human society here, and he can't be bothered with those so-called "bad habits." His only bottom line is that no one or anything can threaten the survival of this Earth.

It's like this everywhere. There are always old-fashioned people and bad habits that can't be changed. You can't manage them all, so it's better not to do anything at all—isn't that exhausting?
Why.
Thinking about this, Cui Ming couldn't help but sigh inwardly: No wonder Japanese horror games are so terrifying; after all, their place is "small temple with a lot of evil spirits, shallow water with many turtles." They claim to have eight million gods, but how many of them are actually unknown, nobody knows? With so many random and chaotic things, it's easy for terrifying legends to arise.

However, none of this concerned him much. Cui Ming put down his chopsticks, looked at Obik, and said seriously, "As long as you're doing well, that's fine. But if any of you monsters are eating people, be careful. Don't make too much of a scene, or I won't be able to handle it." He wasn't concerned about the humans being eaten, but rather about the possibility of such a commotion attracting the attention of extraterrestrial forces or disrupting the existing balance of Earth—that was what touched upon his bottom line of "Earthism."

Obik was speechless upon hearing this, and rolled his eyes: "Well, apart from a few hotheads, most of us don't eat people. Everyone knows that humans are not to be trifled with now, especially with you around, who would dare to eat people casually?" He didn't expect Cui Ming to suddenly bring this up, as if they monsters liked to eat people.

Cui Ming raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more—as long as they didn't cause any major trouble that threatened Earth, he couldn't be bothered to investigate whether they ate people or not. After all, he was more concerned with whether he could have a good fight next time a monster appeared, and whether he could protect the peace of this Earth, than with dealing with monsters.

The noodle shop was dimly lit, and the two fell silent again, broken only by the occasional gust of wind outside the window. For Cui Ming, this meeting with Obik was just a small interlude in his busy schedule. After finishing this bowl of noodles, he still needed to go to the base to check on how Kaina's Flying One was being tested—that was also for the purpose of better protecting the Earth in the future. As for Obik and the monsters' choices, as long as they didn't cross the line, he'd let them do as they pleased.

That's good.
That would be great.
Cui Ming sat quietly in his seat, somewhat moved.
Then, everything around changed, and the noodle shop became a small hut.

Is it a trick of the monster?
However, the noodles are real.

These monsters are actually quite amazing; they don't even need renovations! (End of Chapter)