Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

After this happened several times, Cui Ming could no longer help but suspect that something was amiss. These women, seemingly unrelated, all shared a common trait—they all carried some strange energy fluctuations, and each time they approached him, their eyes would unconsciously dart towards his hair, fingers, or even his water glass.

He leaned against the dormitory door frame, his fingers stroking the sword at his waist, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Trying to get my genes this way? You're seriously underestimating me."

Unbeknownst to Cui Ming, inside the spaceship, the aliens responsible for "carrying out the honey trap" were sighing and lamenting over the failure report: "What happened? Don't Earth men usually like gentle women? Why isn't he reacting at all!"

Inside the spaceship's command center, the leading compound-eyed alien stared at Cui Ming's unmoved back on the screen, slammed his claws on the control panel, and said with resentment, "Keep increasing the temptation! Change the disguise to something more in line with Earth men's aesthetics, and prepare more 'surprises'! I don't believe he's really so unmoved!"

The alien next to him quickly agreed, frantically adjusting the "honey trap" plan—from clothing style to dialogue script, and even specially downloaded the "sweet girl talk" that was currently popular on Earth, determined to break down Cui Ming's defenses.

Little did they know, Cui Ming was leaning against the railing of the TPC base, looking at the training ground in the distance, mentally ranting about the aliens' methods: "I've seen this honey trap so many times! Back in the Land of Light universe, the Pitt aliens could even play 'custom-made' games based on the target's preferences, pretending to be a comrade or a savior, which is much more sophisticated than your 'chance encounter and offer milk' or 'pretend to be lost' tactics..."

He recalled the "strange women" he had encountered before and couldn't help but shake his head—they couldn't even hide their energy fluctuations properly, and their "purposefulness" was practically overflowing in their eyes. It was as if they had "I want to steal your genes" written all over their faces. They were so unprofessional.

Despite his complaints, Cui Ming had no intention of taking the initiative. He touched the sword at his waist, his fingertips gently tracing the hilt—not because he was afraid of these aliens, but because he had too many concerns: after all, there was no evidence to prove that the other side had any ill intentions. If he made the first move and dealt with these "disguised women," they might turn around and accuse him of "being peaceful alien visitors who were attacked without cause by TPC personnel," which would be a huge problem.

Cui Ming had seen this tactic far too many times. In the past, when dealing with certain cunning space organizations, he had encountered situations where they would "first feign innocence to gain sympathy, then turn around and smear TPC," and in the end, he had to spend a lot of time and energy to clarify things. Now, although he sensed that the other party had ill intentions, he hadn't found any substantial evidence against them, and taking rash action would only cause trouble for Sawai and the others.

“It would be best if you deliberately gave yourself away…” Cui Ming looked at the darkening sky, a hint of coldness in his eyes. “Don’t force me to use more ‘direct’ methods to find evidence.”

Meanwhile, inside the spaceship, a new batch of "women in disguise" were preparing to depart, confidently discussing "this time we'll definitely succeed," completely unaware that Cui Ming had seen through every step of their plan—this contest between "honey trap" and "counter-strategy" was doomed from the very beginning.

Of course, there's a deeper reason why Cui Ming is so unmoved by the honey trap—he has long since become completely immune to such tactics.

This immunity was not innate, but came from a special experience he had in the EDF world.

At that time, he was also forced to participate in the "Seed Project"—it was called a project, but it was more like a follow-up guarantee specially arranged by EDF to preserve the genes of "special combat power individuals" like him. Norma was the core executor of this project: their task was to collect Cui Ming's genes and even promote a deep binding with him to ensure that this special gene could continue stably from the root.

Throughout this process, the Norma never concealed their intentions—they would proactively create scenarios for being with Cui Ming, analyze his genetic compatibility needs in the most professional way, and even demonstrate a high degree of cooperation when necessary, all to achieve the goal of "deep binding." It was this experience that made Cui Ming see enough of all kinds of "proactive approaches" with clear purposes. From then on, when faced with similar "gentle offensives," he would only subconsciously feel vigilant, not waver.

After all, he had experienced the deep binding plan of Norma and others that was "professional and direct with the goal of gene continuation". The clumsy "honey trap" of these aliens in front of him was like children playing house to him - it could not hide its purpose, had no professionalism, and had no harm at all.

This is precisely why the Norma never need to worry about "Treming being tempted by external forces." For them, those outsiders who approach with ulterior motives only highlight the "legitimacy" of their bond with Treming: after all, their goals are clear and pure, and all their actions revolve around "genetic continuation," unlike the aliens who harbor malicious intent to plunder genes. Although the goal of "Project Seed" cannot be achieved overnight, involving various complex factors such as gene adaptation and environmental influences, once the project has begun, according to EDF's calculations, the first successful pregnancy will occur sooner or later—at that time, Treming's special genes will be able to continue in the most stable way, and the deep bond between the Norma and Treming will become the core guarantee for this continuation.

During the advancement of the "Seed Project," EDF researchers repeatedly marveled at the unique nature of Choi Myung's body: "His adrenaline levels are outrageous, it's like a perpetual motion machine!" Whether it was high-intensity experiments or subsequent binding and coordination, his body could always maintain a highly efficient operating state, without the fatigue limits of ordinary humans or the hidden dangers of energy overdraft. This trait not only allowed the "Seed Project" to proceed smoothly, but also became one of the key reasons why aliens later coveted his genes.

Looking back now, it was this experience with Norma that made Choi Myung completely immune to these honey traps.
I'm too full.
Of course, the other reason is to thank the Pitt aliens for their training.
These guys made Cui Ming particularly sensitive to methods of "obtaining genes through close contact." Therefore, faced with the aliens' clumsy honey trap, he not only remained unmoved but also saw through their predatory motives at a glance—after all, compared to the Norma's "professional binding aimed at continuation," these aliens' methods were far too naive and malicious. (End of Chapter)