Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

In truth, the multifaceted alien was quite happy that Cui Ming was watching over it—to it, Cui Ming's presence meant "safety." The monsters on this planet were all incredibly absurd, and encountering just one could easily cost it its life. Cui Ming's aura, which could intimidate it, clearly kept dangerous creatures away, essentially providing an extra "mobile safety barrier."

While rapidly operating the positioning device, it secretly glanced at Cui Ming out of the corner of its eye, secretly rejoicing: fortunately, it encountered this formidable human. If it had encountered other Earthlings who were hostile to aliens, or directly collided with those mindless monsters, it would probably have become cosmic dust long ago.

But when it thought of Bruton, which it had sensed before, the multifaceted alien couldn't help but shudder—it could clearly perceive that there was something far more terrifying hidden inside the monster that seemed to be merely "disrupting space." Its aura was cold and ethereal, as if it could devour everything, more terrifying than any cosmic disaster it had ever seen.

"What kind of insane world is this?" the multifaceted alien thought to himself. "Not only are they all mechanic-based monsters, but they're also like nested dolls! The monsters on the surface are already tough enough, but there's an even tougher one hidden inside! Who can withstand this?!"

Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, the multifaceted alien looked up at Cui Ming and cautiously asked, "By the way, Mr. Storm One, what do you think of that thing inside Bruton? I only sensed it from afar just now, and I felt chills all over my body. That thing seems to be able to turn everything into nothingness?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Ming paused, his eyes darkened, and his tone became more serious: "How do you see it? To be honest, it's precisely because of that thing that I feel Bruton cannot be killed at will, but can only be driven away as much as possible."

He recalled the Bruton he encountered during Ace's time. Back then, the Bruton simply possessed spatial abilities and didn't hide anything else, making it easy to deal with. But the Bruton of this world was different. It contained Greeza—an entity that represented complete nothingness, targeting the life energy of planets. Wherever it went, life-rich planets would be devoured, turning into a desolate void.

“That thing is called Greza, and it’s a hundred times more dangerous than Bruton.” Cui Ming spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible apprehension. “It has no physical form, no energy fluctuations, yet it can easily erase everything. Moreover, it’s a mechanic monster—conventional attacks are completely useless against it; only specific methods can temporarily suppress it.”

The multifaceted alien was dumbfounded, his hands stopping what they were doing: "There are monsters like that? Representing nothingness... Does that mean you'll die if you touch them?"

The multifaceted aliens can do many things in their own world, but not in this world.
So it wants to go back to its own universe. Home is safer!

"More or less." Cui Ming nodded, his tone serious. "In the Ultra Universe, there's a group of powerful beings who can fight against it, so Greiza can't cause too much trouble. But in this world, we don't yet have a way to completely eliminate it. If we kill Bruton now, Greiza will be freed and might explode directly on Earth. At that time, the entire planet will be turned into nothingness by it, and even the King of Heroes might not be able to stop it."

Therefore, Cui Mingcai consistently advocated "expelling Bruton" rather than killing him—as long as Bruton remained, Greiza would be temporarily trapped within it. Although this would occasionally disrupt space, it would at least prevent Greiza from directly harming Earth. This was currently the safest method, and also a choice made out of necessity. Upon hearing this, the multifaceted alien's face paled even more. It quickly lowered its head and accelerated the operation of the positioning device: "My God, thank goodness I have to leave quickly! This planet is practically a cosmic-level 'danger zone,' even a monster of this level can be located! It'll be ready soon, I don't want to stay a minute longer!" It now felt that its original world was practically "paradise," at least without so many "mechanical monsters" capable of easily destroying planets.

In truth, the Multifaceted Aliens should be an extremely rational race, acting on data and logic in everything they do. However, in this world full of "monsters with outrageous mechanisms," their set of "rational principles" has long been shattered. After all, no matter how precise the calculations, they can't withstand the threats before them, which are all "unreasonable" beings. Not to mention anything else, the auras it vaguely sensed while traveling were enough to send chills down its spine: one could directly summon dark clouds that blot out the sun, bringing torrential rain and raging lightning wherever it went, even distorting space itself; the other was even more outrageous, simply "darkness itself," without a physical form, yet capable of devouring all light and energy, its traces undetectable even by its detection devices.

"Ugh, this isn't the universe, it's practically a 'metamorphosis museum'!" the multifaceted alien grumbled, its fingers flying across the positioning device. The cosmic coordinates on the screen finally stabilized, flashing a green light indicating "jumpable." It breathed a sigh of relief, its anxiety finally eased. Now, all it wanted was to activate the space device immediately and escape this planet that had kept it on edge.

“Thank you for your help, Mr. Storm One.” The multifaceted alien pulled a palm-sized metal box from his pocket and handed it to Cui Ming, his tone full of sincerity. “This is our civilization’s basic space stabilization technology, which may help you deal with the spatial disturbances caused by Bruton. Please forgive us for not being able to provide more core technologies—we are afraid that the aliens here (such as the Naga) will detect the technological traces and trace them back to our home planet, which would bring annihilation to our civilization.”

Cui Ming took the metal box; it was cold to the touch, its surface engraved with intricate patterns, and he could vaguely sense the stable energy contained within. He didn't open it, but simply nodded: "I understand; your concerns are reasonable." After all, every civilization has its own bottom line for survival. The fact that the Multifaceted Star People were willing to offer basic technology as a token of gratitude was already quite sincere; one couldn't force them to hand over core secrets.

"Let's go quickly, this place is really not suitable for you." Cui Ming stepped aside to make way and pointed to a clearing not far away. "Go there to activate the device and prevent spatial fluctuations from affecting the surrounding buildings and residents."

The multifaceted alien nodded hastily, clutching the locator and hurrying towards the open space, his steps filled with urgency. After talking with Cui Ming for a while, Cui Ming was completely certain—this race's "rationality" wasn't feigned; they prioritized "race safety" above all else in every decision they made. They weren't blindly arrogant like the Naga, nor were they greedy and adventurous like some other aliens. Such a civilization would only increase their danger on Earth; returning home as soon as possible was the best choice.

As the multifaceted alien deployed its spatial device in the open space, a blue spatial rift gradually opened. Cui Ming silently took a few steps back, cautiously observing his surroundings—lest any monsters be attracted by the spatial fluctuations. The multifaceted alien took one last look at the Earth's sky, its eyes filled with a resolute "never wanting to come back again," before turning and stepping into the spatial rift. As the device shut down, the rift rapidly contracted and disappeared, leaving only a trace of spatial energy in the air.

Cui Ming stood there, holding the metal box in his hand, lost in thought. This space stabilization technology might actually come in handy, at least reducing the trouble caused by Bruton. He looked up at the sky, thinking to himself: I hope the multifaceted aliens can return to their home planet smoothly, and I also hope this planet will have fewer "uninvited guests," after all, we already have enough mechanical monsters to deal with. (End of Chapter)