Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Cui Ming certainly sensed something was wrong. Having experienced countless life-or-death crises, his intuition about being "targeted" was ingrained in his very being. Especially when he recalled the cosmic forces in the Land of Light universe who went so far as to use their interstellar fleets to block him in order to seize the special genes within him, he knew very well that the aliens targeting his genes this time were probably no ordinary people.

After all, his genes not only contain the experience accumulated from many battles, but also special factors left over from when he fought alongside the warriors of the Land of Light. These "codes" that are meaningless to ordinary humans are the most precious "treasures" in the eyes of certain cosmic civilizations that pursue power or study biological evolution.

Cui Ming kept quiet. He continued to handle missions as usual, investigating anomalies with Saeko Busujima during the day and compiling reports at the base at night, seemingly completely unaware of the hidden surveillance. But only he knew that he had secretly made preparations—the blade of his sword had been re-sharpened, the energy detector on his body had been set to maximum sensitivity, and even while sleeping, his fingers were close to the signal flare at his waist.

He was waiting. Waiting for the aliens lurking in the shadows to slip up, and also waiting for an opportunity to resolve the trouble once and for all. After all, for Cui Ming, it was better to take the initiative than to be on the defensive—but this time, his opponents required more caution than ever before, since they wanted his genes, not simply to "eliminate" him.

Incidentally, Cui Ming himself was unaware that the core reason those aliens hiding in the shadows were targeting him was far more than just his "special genes"—in the intelligence they secretly gathered, Cui Ming's "combat power" was only the basics; what truly drove them mad was the "evolutionary secret" hidden within Cui Ming's body, which they had captured through interstellar probes.

While Cui Ming was busy dealing with the affairs of Jiuliang Island, inside a spaceship hovering in geosynchronous orbit, several aliens with compound eyes were gathered around a holographic screen, staring at the scrolling data analysis and exclaiming in amazement:

"Look at this energy fluctuation curve! Every time he fights, his body will automatically secrete a substance similar to 'adrenaline,' but its intensity is thousands of times that of an ordinary human, and it has absolutely no side effects!"

"What do you mean by 'super-powerful adrenaline with no side effects'?! Is this stuff really that amazing?! Ordinary organisms would either suffer physical collapse or genetic mutation after using it, but he can control it perfectly and even convert this energy into combat power!"

"And this evolutionary data! We tracked him over an extremely long distance for three months and discovered that after each high-intensity battle, his genetic sequence would autonomously optimize—not the kind of unstable evolution that relies on external energy forcibly modifying, but a completely natural and flawless upgrade! This evolutionary efficiency is more than ten times stronger than our race's 'genetic selection program'!"

The data stream on the screen continued to jump, from Cui Ming's explosive muscle power during battle to his self-healing speed after being injured, to his energy resistance when facing monsters—every statistic made the aliens' eyes light up. One of the leading aliens tapped Cui Ming's image on the screen with his claw, his tone filled with greed:

"I thought he was just a strong Earthling, but I never imagined his genes held such a huge secret. If we could extract his gene fragments and inject them into our race—we would not only gain super-strong combat power without side effects, but also unlock the ability of natural evolution. Then our race could directly crush other civilizations in the Interstellar Alliance!" The alien next to him immediately chimed in, "That's right! As long as we get his genes, we will no longer need to rely on plundering resources to grow our race. We can become stronger directly through gene evolution! Earthlings have no idea that they have a 'living gene treasure trove' hidden right next to them!" 9 Check Equipment—Cui Ming only vaguely sensed being spied on, but he didn't expect that the "side-effect-free evolution" trait within him had already made the aliens see him as the "key to changing the fate of their race." And this greed was destined to make the trouble that followed far more troublesome than Cui Ming had anticipated.

Those aliens who had their eyes on Cui Ming's gene actually had a ridiculously simple idea—they scoured the interstellar database for solutions on how to gain the target's trust and finally decided to use a honey trap!

In their view, most human males are hard to resist the approach of women. As long as they send their own kind to disguise themselves as Earth women and quietly appear next to Cui Ming, they can break down his defenses with gentleness and care. They might be able to easily obtain his genetic sample—a few strands of hair, a little saliva, or even just a skin cell left from an accidental touch, would be enough for them to study.

"If the honey trap is used well, we can obtain incredibly powerful genes. This deal is absolutely lucrative!" Inside the spaceship, the leading compound-eyed alien pointed and gestured at the "Earth Women Image Database" in the holographic projection, selecting the disguise template that best fit the "gentle and intellectual" setting.

So lately, Cui Ming has been feeling that something's off about the atmosphere around him—

When Cui Ming went to the base canteen for breakfast this morning, a sweet-looking woman in a light purple dress approached him with a cup of hot milk in her hand. She smiled and asked, "Sir, are you also a TPC employee? This is my first time here, and I don't know which breakfast option in the canteen is good. Could you recommend one?" Cui Ming glanced at the bracelet on her wrist, which had no brand logo but emitted a faint energy fluctuation, and simply said, "I don't know," before taking his tray and moving to another seat.

In the afternoon, while inspecting the equipment at the training ground, he encountered a tall woman in sportswear who claimed to be a "new logistics staff member." She surrounded him, asking him all sorts of questions, saying things like, "The equipment is too heavy to move," and "I don't know the training procedures." She even deliberately "accidentally" touched his fingers when handing him tools. Cui Ming calmly withdrew his hand, made an excuse that he had to "report to work," and left the training ground directly.

Even on his way back to the dormitory at night, Cui Ming would "bump into" a woman in the hallway who looked flustered and was carrying a folder. She said she was "lost and couldn't find her office" and wanted to follow him back to the "duty room" near the dormitory. Cui Ming noticed the fleeting expectation in her eyes that didn't seem like "flustered" and immediately dialed the base's security office, saying that "an unidentified person had broken in." The other person was so frightened that they quickly made an excuse and ran away.

Damn it! It's like he's sick in the head! (End of Chapter)