Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

While Daigo was practicing dodging with sweat pouring down his face, Tiga, hidden deep in his consciousness, was "watching" everything on the training field—Tori was holding a wooden stick and constantly mimicking monster attacks, demanding that Daigo dodge and counterattack within three seconds. If he hesitated even slightly, he would be lightly tapped on the back with the stick. Daigo's forehead was already covered in cold sweat, and he barely had time to catch his breath.

Tiga's "expression" (if it has a form) is really hard to maintain.

He knew Choi Myung too well. This old friend never played by the rules when it came to "torturing people." To describe him as "inhuman" would be an understatement. Back in the day, when he occasionally borrowed a human body, Choi Myung had dragged him through several "extreme physical training sessions." Now, seeing Daigo's predicament was like seeing his past self.

"Still the same old thing, the training method hasn't changed at all." Tiga sighed helplessly in his mind, watching Cui Ming increase the speed of the wooden stick swing once again. Daigo staggered to dodge, but was still grazed on the arm. He could only grit his teeth, adjust his posture, and start over.

Despite his complaints, Tiga knew perfectly well that Cui Ming's "inhuman" training had always been truly effective. The dodging and power techniques Daigo was currently practicing, while seemingly improving his physical abilities, were actually helping him familiarize himself with "power control"—in order to transform into Tiga in the future, this basic training would allow Daigo to adapt to the power of the Titans more quickly, avoid wasting energy due to unfamiliarity with the controls, and even be able to predict monster attacks more quickly in battle.

"That's fine too." Tiga's consciousness gradually softened. He watched as Daigo, even though he was so tired that he was holding his knees and panting, never said a word about "giving up." Instead, he immediately adjusted his movements after Cui Ming's guidance. The tenacity in his eyes reminded him of the humans in the ancient times who fought to protect the Earth.

In the past, he stood on the front line against the darkness; but now, his power needs to rely on Daigo's existence, and the future battles will ultimately be led by Daigo himself—relying on Daigo's will to judge the situation, relying on Daigo's reaction to dodge attacks, and relying on Daigo's belief to gather the power of light.

Choi's strictness now is precisely to help Daigo solidify his foundation. Once Daigo truly masters these life-saving and power-controlling techniques, even without Choi's conscious assistance, he will be able to wield Tiga's power independently, and may even forge his own "Tiga Path."

With this in mind, Tiga's consciousness completely relaxed, and he stopped "focusing" on the details of the training. Instead, he quietly injected a wisp of light energy into Daigo's limbs—not to save him effort, but to relieve his muscle soreness so that he could last longer.

"Go for it, Daigo," Tiga thought to himself. "With Choi's help and the GUTS team supporting you, you'll be stronger than I imagine."

While being urged by Choi to "go faster," Daigo suddenly felt the soreness in his limbs lessen, as if a warm force was supporting him. He thought it was his imagination, so he gritted his teeth and sped up his dodging speed, unaware that it was the giant sleeping in his consciousness who was encouraging him in his own way.

Cui Ming sat on the stone steps outside the training ground, his gaze fixed on the distant, rolling mountains and forests. His fingertips unconsciously traced the edge of the stone steps as his mind churned with thoughts about the native monsters of Earth.

This attitude has always been remarkably simple: if we can coexist with humanity on Earth, we should each take a step back and live in peace; if we insist on disrupting the balance and refuse to compromise, then we can only resolve the issue by force, either by making the other party submit or by completely eliminating them, there is absolutely no third possibility.

This logic was straightforward yet practical, and he couldn't help but recall his previous encounters with Golza and Melba. In fact, both of these monsters initially had a chance to survive: if Melba hadn't been so fixated on revenge against Tiga and had given up the idea of ​​attacking the Pyramid of Light statue, even if it had simply retreated to its habitat and never shown itself again, he wouldn't have ordered his troops to launch a full-scale attack; the same was true for Golza. After being repelled the first time, if it had stayed quietly deep underground instead of focusing on digging tunnels and planning a counterattack, it could have continued to survive in its own territory.

Unfortunately, both monsters were blinded by revenge.

Recalling the scene, Cui Ming couldn't help but shake his head, a hint of regret in his voice: Melba, until his annihilation, was still preoccupied with settling scores with Tiga; Golza was even more extreme, even when hiding underground digging tunnels, he didn't give up his desire for revenge. Such a stubborn nature meant that only force could completely resolve the situation. He could even recall Golza's frenzied digging; if Tiga hadn't arrived in time and the troops hadn't done their utmost to stop it, that monster might have truly overturned the strata near the Pyramid of Light, with unimaginable consequences.

Of course, Golza is still alive, and we still need to search for him.
His thoughts shifted, and he remembered the Gakuma brothers he had discovered earlier; those two brothers were quite good!
Not all native Earth monsters are as belligerent as Golza and Melba. The Gakuma brothers are the typical "I won't mess with you unless you mess with me" type.

They normally stay within their habitat, feeding on underground rocks, and never even approach nearby human villages. However, if any cosmic monsters or alien forces intrude into their territory, these brothers will immediately display their formidable fighting power, even risking their lives to protect their home. In particular, their petrification ray is far more powerful than imagined, capable of petrifying even the hard outer shells of some spaceships, making it a veritable "secret weapon" against external threats.

This is why the TPC specifically designated the Gakuma brothers' habitat as a restricted area where humans are prohibited from entering at will.

Cui Ming was well aware of the purpose of doing this: on the one hand, it was to prevent humans from disturbing their normal lives and to avoid angering these two "native guardians"; on the other hand, it was also to remind all humans that the area was the territory of the Gakuma brothers. If anyone ignored the rules and forcibly broke in, even if they were petrified, no one could "avenge" them, since it was humans who first disrupted the balance between themselves and the monsters and violated the rules of coexistence.

He withdrew his gaze and focused on his fist, his mind becoming increasingly clear about the core issue in dealing with Earth's native monsters: it wasn't simply a matter of "fighting" or "not fighting"; "respecting territory and habits" was the key to maintaining balance. Like the Gakuma brothers, as long as humans didn't cross the line, they were a protective force; but once humans broke those boundaries, their power instantly transformed into a threat.

Earth has never been just the home of humankind, but also the habitat of these native monsters.

If we encounter native Earth monsters again, we must first understand their habits and territorial boundaries, and not resort to force immediately. Often, mutual respect is more effective in protecting the balance of Earth than mere armed confrontation.

This understanding grew stronger in his heart. He knew that to protect Earth, it was not only necessary to fight against external threats, but also to understand the wisdom of coexisting with their native "neighbors"—this was the core capability for protecting the planet, even more important than the battle itself. (End of Chapter)