Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Although the team members hadn't fully recovered from the shock of the "husband-and-wife team," upon hearing the word "mission," they quickly sat back down, picked up their pens, and prepared to take notes. After all, no matter how sensational the gossip, it couldn't compare to the responsibility of protecting the Earth.

As soon as Choi Myung and Kiu Mie left the command room with the documents, the room erupted in excitement. Shinjoong slammed his hand on the table first, his face beaming with the excitement of "finally I can speak!" "I knew it! Last time the captain had a cold, Instructor Choi Myung actually brought over hot porridge! Turns out it wasn't just colleague concern, it's just everyday marital behavior!"

"And then there's Ms. Saeko. Last time, when Instructor Cui was injured on a mission, she rushed over to bandage him immediately. I thought it was just camaraderie when she was so anxious, but now that I think about it, it's just a deep bond between husband and wife!" Horii added, feeling more and more that the details from before made sense.

Daigo scratched his head, recalling how Cui Ming had come to his rescue earlier, and couldn't help but laugh: "No wonder the instructor knew so much about our situation. It turns out he's related to the captain. He must have known about our training a long time ago."

Ye Rui, holding a tablet, flipped through the previous mission records, her tone full of admiration: "Look at this—last time, when dealing with that smaller dinosaur monster, Instructor Cui Ming actually charged in single-handedly and dislocated the monster's joints with a special dagger! Anyone else would have been sent flying. With that kind of combat power, even if he's married to the captain, it's normal for him to enjoy some 'privileges,' right?"

These words instantly struck a chord with everyone. Shinjo stroked his chin, his face full of admiration: "Absolutely! He dared to take on a monster all by himself, who among us could do that? If you have any objections, go try fighting a monster bare-handed first!"

Horii nodded in agreement: "Who in TPC doesn't know how strong Instructor Choi is? It's already incredibly lucky to have him as our special training instructor. Let alone making Daigo write a self-criticism, I'd be willing to do extra training even if he asked us to—after all, you can only become stronger faster by following a strong person."

"Then go and practice more."

"Hey! Xincheng! I was just saying!"

Horii touched his stomach helplessly.
Why.
Experiences I don't want to recall.

Zongfang stood by the window, watching his team members chatter away. He didn't stop them; instead, a smile played on his lips. He had long known about the relationship between Cui Ming and Ju Jianhui, and he was also aware of Cui Ming's dedication to his team—when Xin Cheng sprained his ankle on a mission, Cui Ming carried him two kilometers to find a medical station; when Hori encountered a bottleneck in developing a new weapon, Cui Ming stayed up all night helping him research. People like this, even with their "husband-and-wife team" status, had earned everyone's recognition through their abilities.

Daigo recalled the scene where Megumi said, "Leave the self-criticism to me," but Choi Myung added, "It will still end up in my hands in the end." He couldn't help but laugh and said, "You can't be lazy in the future. If you don't write the self-criticism carefully, not only will you not pass the captain's test, but you will also get an extra 'special training gift package' from the instructor."

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the command room relaxed again. The initial surprise at the "husband-and-wife team" had long since turned into recognition of Cui Ming's abilities—in this world where monsters could be encountered at any moment, having an instructor with super combat power who genuinely cares about everyone, and a perfectly coordinated "husband-and-wife team" as leaders, is undoubtedly the strongest support for the Victory Team.

The joking in the command room didn't last long, and it came to an abrupt end with Ye Rui's question: "If we don't complete the mission, will the captain and instructors give us a lecture together?"

Shinjo's smile froze instantly. He subconsciously touched his sore legs, which he hadn't gotten since being forced to run ten kilometers by Choi Ming, and gasped, "Ouch—don't even talk about it! Just thinking about the captain reading the rules and regulations with a stern face, and the instructor watching you 'review your mistakes,' gives me goosebumps!" Horii also shuddered, remembering the time when weapon development was delayed, and Kijima Megumi whispered, "If we delay any further, we'll report it according to procedure," and Choi Ming immediately added, "And we'll have to do three more hours of tactical simulation training." He quickly picked up a pen, "Stop talking, stop talking, let's get on with the monster data. If they find out we're slacking off, the consequences will be much worse than writing a self-criticism!"

Seeing the two looking tense, Daigo quickly flipped through the battle log. He had just found the "couple team" amusing, but now, thinking about Megumi's meticulousness combined with Choi's strictness, he felt a chill run down his spine—if this combination got serious, it would be a "double whammy," and no one could withstand it.

Even the usually composed Zongfang couldn't help but cough twice to remind everyone: "Concentrate, everyone. The follow-up protection plan for the stone statue hasn't been finalized yet, and the Kirielod people might come again. Don't wait until something goes wrong before you regret it." He knew that once these two joined forces to "put pressure" on the team, the entire Victory Team would have to be on high alert, and no one would dare to slack off.

For a moment, only the scratching of pens on paper and the clatter of keyboards filled the command room. The relaxed atmosphere from before was completely gone—after all, no one wanted to experience the terrifying combination of "captain + instructor." Rather than worrying about "what if things go wrong," it was better to get the job done quickly to avoid asking for trouble.

Meanwhile, Choi Myung-jung sat in his office, a document marked "Confidential" spread out in front of him, with a photo of Masaki Keigo and his research on ancient civilizations attached to it. He tapped lightly on the words "Masaki Keigo, genetics expert" with his fingertips, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

Ever since learning that Masaki Keigo had been secretly researching the Giant of Light and even attempting to contact the statue, Cui Ming had remained vigilant. With Tiga's resurrection, Masaki Keigo was certain to make a move. Rather than waiting for him to come to him, it was better to find him first and ascertain his true intentions.

Cui Ming put the documents into his black briefcase, zipped it up, and stood up to pick up his coat. He straightened his collar in front of the mirror, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Masaki Keigo, we really should have a good 'talk' about the research on Titans."

As he walked out of the office, he ran into Megumi Kijima walking towards him.

"Go find Masaki Keigo?" Megumi saw through his intentions at a glance, her tone tinged with worry. "Be careful, that person is not simple."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Cui Ming reached out and ruffled her hair, his tone relaxed yet undeniably firm. "I just want to see what he's trying to get from the giant. If he dares to try anything funny, I'll let him know that some things are off-limits to him. But actually, he's really quite unlucky."

Megumi nodded, offering no further advice—she knew Cui Ming's abilities and trusted his judgment. Watching Cui Ming's departing figure, she turned and headed towards the command room, already planning in her mind: when Cui Ming returned, she would work with him to develop a contingency plan to deal with Masaki Keigo; they absolutely could not allow the other party to affect the safety of Ultraman Tiga and the statue.

Meanwhile, in the command center, the team members were still working diligently, occasionally glancing at each other, all sharing a tacit understanding of "not daring to slack off." After all, no one wanted to trigger the "ultimate punishment" from the "captain + instructor," so working hard was the safest option at the moment. (End of Chapter)