Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

An intelligence officer stood before Cui Ming, clutching a newly compiled report, his voice tinged with urgency: "Captain, we've discovered that those developers in Tokyo have secretly contacted construction teams. Next week, they're going to bypass TPC and illegally develop Kuroshima Island! They're even planning to keep it from the workers, haven't prepared any safety measures, and are completely ignoring the risk of monsters on the island!"

He had expected Cui Ming to do what he always did: first, frown and analyze the pros and cons, or contact Sawai to discuss countermeasures. But when he looked up, he saw Cui Ming's eyes light up instantly, and even the corners of his mouth curled up with a rare excited smile—it wasn't anger, but the anticipation of a hunter seeing his prey fall into the net.

"Oh? Finally here?" Cui Ming reached out and took the report, quickly glancing at it. His finger paused on the lines "Developer plans to sacrifice workers and only compensate tens of thousands of yuan," and the coldness in his eyes was instantly replaced by excitement. "I thought these guys would only hide in their offices and scheme for money. I didn't expect them to be so bold as to dare to violate TPC's ban and treat workers' lives like dirt—this is no ordinary developer! They are clearly scoundrels!"

The intelligence officers were stunned, not expecting Cui Ming to react this way, and could only add: "They still think that TPC will definitely protect them, and even if the monster comes out, Ultraman will be there to cover for them. They don't realize that they are gambling with dozens of lives!"

“Gambling? They don’t even deserve it!” Cui Ming threw the report on the table, stood up and cracked his knuckles, his excitement almost overflowing. “There’s no need to waste words with these people who have even paid for their consciences—perfect, I wasn’t satisfied with dealing with the Kirieloids before, and now this bunch of scum has come, I can finally have another good time!”

As he spoke, he reached for the weapon at his waist, then paused as if remembering something—it would be even more satisfying to deal with these "troublemakers" if he could get Saeko Busujima involved. After all, Saeko's swordsmanship was clean and efficient, making her perfect for dealing with such unscrupulous individuals.

Cui Ming took out his communicator, his fingertip hovering over the dial button, but he didn't press it immediately—he wanted to go over the plan in his mind first: contact Saeko later, intercept those construction teams first thing tomorrow morning, take control of the developers' people first, and as for how to "deal with" these scumbags, they should be made to taste the price of disregarding life.

"Captain Cui, should we contact Director Sawai now?" the intelligence officer asked cautiously.

"No rush." ​​Cui Ming waved his hand, his tone full of impatience. "Let me contact Saeko first. There's no need to go through procedures with scum like this—just take action and get rid of them. It's much more effective than arguing with them for ages. Just you wait and see. If they dare to step onto the ship to Kyura Island next week, I guarantee they won't even have a chance to regret it!"

His voice held no hesitation, only excitement for the upcoming "cleanup operation"—finally, he could eliminate these scoundrels without any scruples. This feeling was more exhilarating than dealing with any alien. With the communicator still in his hand, Cui Ming stared at Saeko Tokushima's name on the screen, his fingertips already itching to press the button, eager to join her in dealing with those "troublesome developers" who treated life like a joke.

Choi Myung paused, his fingers gripping the communicator, then suddenly smiled—rather than saying it over the phone, he'd rather go see Saeko in person and see her reaction. After all, it's much more satisfying to deal with "cleaning up scum" face-to-face.

He turned and walked towards the training room, where he saw Saeko Busujima practicing slashing with a wooden sword. Her movements were swift and elegant, her long hair swaying gently with the arc of her swings—a typical Yamato Nadeshiko. But only Choi knew that beneath this gentle exterior lay an extreme preference for "cleanly resolving trouble."

"Saeko, we've got work to do." Choi Myung leaned against the doorframe, his voice brimming with barely concealed excitement.

Saeko Busujima sheathed her sword upon hearing this, turned to look at him, and her eyes instantly brightened—she was all too familiar with Choi Ming's tone; every time he said that, it meant that "someone who needs to be dealt with" had appeared. She put down her wooden sword, wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead, and quickly walked over: "Are you talking about those developers from last time?"

“That’s right,” Cui Ming nodded, his tone full of disdain. “A bunch of scum, trading workers’ lives for money, and they even want to bypass TPC and go to Kurara Island to die. But it’s good, we can stretch our muscles too.” Hearing the words “scum” and “stretch our muscles,” Saeko Busujima’s lips curled into a faint smile, but a sharp glint flashed in her eyes—the excitement of anticipation. She gently rotated her wrist, as if she had already grasped a real knife: “Should we just kill them?”

“Don’t rush,” Cui Ming stepped forward, patted her shoulder, and said with a hint of amusement, “We need to ‘capture’ them first, we can’t just kill them right away. But before that, if you want to chop off their limbs to relieve your boredom, no one will stop you.”

"Isn't this even better!" Saeko Busujima's eyes lit up even more, her excitement barely concealed. She hated these scum who disregarded life the most; being able to make them taste pain first was far more satisfying than killing them outright.

She suddenly stepped forward, reached out and pulled Cui Ming's arm, her fingertips lightly tracing his wrist. Her voice was lowered, with a hint of ambiguous laughter: "After we deal with these scumbags, we'll go home tonight. You know what I mean."

Looking at the expectation in her eyes, Cui Ming couldn't help but smile—not only could he deal with the scumbag, but he could also accompany Saeko to "relax." This job was simply too worthwhile.

He nodded, his tone confident: "I understand, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Saeko Busujima released her grip, turned to grab her sword, and moved much faster than usual. Choi Myung leaned against the doorframe, watching her pack her things, his fingertips already itching—thinking of the developers' terrified expressions, thinking of the sound of a blade cutting through bone, this kind of "doing good for the people" was indeed the most exciting thing!

Looking at Saeko at this moment, Choi Myung knew...
Saeko is ready to have a chat with that scumbag using swords.
Very good, excellent!

Therefore! Without further ado! Take action immediately!
But let's get ready. We need to catch the thief! We need to gather evidence!
Then Choi Myung turned to the intelligence officers and asked, "When did they operate?"

"A few days later"

"Okay, notify the bomb disposal department, they can prepare."

Cui Ming was extremely excited.

Ah! Finally, the riot control units can operate again! That's fantastic!!! (End of Chapter)