Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

The enmity between the Naga and humans has now reached the level of blood feud—the Naga's repeated provocations, such as creating dinosaur monsters to harass Earth, have long since worn down the patience of the humans; on the other hand, the humans have already incurred countless grudges with the Naga by simply destroying their biological weapons and fighting back against their invasions, not to mention the possibility of directly destroying their planet.

However, if this happened in the universe, most intelligent life on other planets would just scoff and have only one thought in their minds: the Naga deserved it!
After all, the Naga have had a bad reputation in the universe for years. Relying on their interstellar travel technology and bio-modification capabilities, they've proclaimed themselves "gods of the universe," frequently plundering resources from other planets and enslaving weaker races, which has long annoyed many interstellar civilizations who dared not speak out. Now that they've fallen into the hands of Earthlings and been severely punished, in the eyes of other interstellar beings, it's simply "their own fault"—who told them to be blind enough to provoke a ruthless character who could even wield "planetary-level weapons"?

"I told you the Naga people are crazy! They call themselves gods of the universe, but now they're being chased and beaten by Earthlings. They're a laughing stock of the universe!" A crew member of an alien merchant ship passing through the solar system complained to his companion while watching the interstellar news report about "Naga bases being attacked by Earth."

“That’s right! We heard the Naga mocked Earth as a ‘backward planet,’ but look what happened! The weapons those Earthlings have are more powerful than many of the powerful cosmic nations we’ve ever seen!” Another crew member nodded repeatedly, his voice filled with lingering fear. “Luckily, we were just passing through and didn’t dare to clash with the Earthlings, otherwise our spaceship might have been dismantled!”

When all extraterrestrials mention Earthlings, the one thing they can't avoid is the machine called Brave King GGGG—just hearing this name sends chills down the spines of many extraterrestrial civilizations, after all, this thing's record is truly terrifying.

"You guys didn't see it with your own eyes! That Hero King was truly terrifying!" The alien mercenary who had witnessed the Hero King's battle would tremble involuntarily whenever he talked about it. "I was on a mission not far from one of the Naga colonies when I saw that machine wielding a hammer bigger than an asteroid, smashing it directly down on the Naga planet! Holy crap! When that hammer hit, the entire planet cracked open, and the Naga's defenses were as flimsy as paper, instantly turning into ruins!"

"He just smashed the planet?!" The alien listeners next to him stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief. In the universe, there are weapons that can destroy planets, but most of them are large warships that need to be prepared in advance and rely on energy cannons. The operation of "smashing a planet with a hammer" like the Brave King completely subverted their understanding of "combat power".

"Absolutely true!" The mercenary slammed his fist on the table, his tone resolute. "From that moment on, our entire mercenary group has listed Earth as an 'absolutely untouchable' entity, especially that Brave King. We have to steer clear of it whenever we see it! Earthlings are truly ruthless; they even dare to smash planets. Getting involved with them is no different from courting death!"

It's no wonder that aliens are so wary—after all, in the minds of most cosmic civilizations, "battle" is about plundering resources and seizing territory, and rarely involves the ruthless act of "smashing planets." But Earthlings are different. As can be seen from the actions of the Brave King, they don't care whether it's "too extreme" or not in order to protect their planet. As long as it's an enemy, even if it's just a planet, they dare to destroy it directly.

If Cui Ming, far away on Earth, knew the aliens' evaluation of the King of Heroes, he would probably just smile faintly. To him, the King of Heroes' existence was simply to provide Earth with a "last line of defense." He wouldn't hesitate to destroy a planet, or even face a more powerful enemy, as long as it protected Earth. After all, against an enemy like the Naga, whom "must be eliminated," only ruthlessness could truly instill fear and safeguard Earth's peace.

However, the aliens were unaware that even more outrageous things were lurking on Earth—like the three "special residents" currently feasting on the dinosaur monster carcass. Cui Ming stood a short distance away, watching the three creatures, shrunk to human size but still retaining the ferocious outline of monsters, and his lips twitched involuntarily. He asked again, "Gomora, Red King, and Tyrande, are you sure this thing is alright?" He was referring to the pile of still-steaming dinosaur monster meat on the ground. After all, this was a bio-weapon cloned by the Naga; who knew if it had undergone any special modifications? It would be troublesome if it caused stomach problems.

"Boss, absolutely no problem!" Gomora mumbled between chewing on a piece of meat, his tail wagging excitedly on the ground. "It tastes amazing, this familiar taste—dinosaur meat! When I was a kid, I used to chase dinosaurs with my clan in the ancient forest every day, and this was the taste we ate!"

Red King, standing beside him, nodded vigorously, a large piece of meat with bone still clutched in his paw, crunching loudly as he chewed. "That's right! That's right! Much better than those cold energy cubes! Back in the volcanic zone, I could grab a dinosaur with one paw and put it in my mouth. Even though I'm smaller now, dinosaur meat still tastes just as good!" He then offered a piece of meat from his paw to Tyrande, "Eat up, eat up, this part is the most tender!"

Tyrande didn't speak, it just kept "eating, eating, eating"—its mouth was wide open, stuffed full of meat, but its eyes were shining brightly, clearly extremely satisfied with the dinosaur monster meat, and occasionally it would make a satisfied "woof" sound, as if echoing Red King's words.

"..." Cui Ming looked at the three monsters in front of him who were eating with great relish, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, which made him completely certain of "how the dinosaurs disappeared" - so the number of dinosaurs in the ancient era decreased sharply. In addition to geological changes and environmental changes, some of them were eaten by top monsters such as Gomora and Red King as "daily food"! After all, for them, dinosaurs were not only numerous, but their meat was also to their liking. They were practically "mobile buffets". No wonder they were able to eat the dinosaurs to the point of extinction.

He couldn't help but rub his forehead, secretly relieved: "Luckily, I've managed to restrain these three and shrunk their size. Otherwise, given their appetites, there probably wouldn't be enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of all the animals on Earth." Back when he first encountered these three monsters, they were "ravaging" the local wildlife in the deep mountains. In the end, it was Cui Ming who took action and used a special device to limit their size and combat power, making them obedient and turning them into "hidden forces protecting the Earth."

"Eat less, don't stuff your stomachs." Cui Ming stepped forward and patted Gomora's head. "We still have a mission to do later. If you can't move because you've eaten too much, you'll be in trouble."

"Got it, boss!" Gomora replied, but his claws didn't stop as he continued stuffing meat into his mouth. Red King and Tyrande ignored him, focusing all their attention on the roasted meat, clearly intending to "swallow up" this pile of dinosaur monster meat.

Cui Ming shook his head helplessly, ignoring the three "gluttons," and turned to walk towards the Victory Team members—he couldn't let them see this scene, otherwise, given Horii's curiosity, he'd probably keep asking Gomora and the others questions all day, and he'd have to explain himself again. (End of Chapter)