Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

In the rest area outside the training ground, Lin was carefully wiping her sword with a fine cloth, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. She looked up at Cui Ming, who was sitting opposite her with a slight frown, and said in a tone that was both teasing and concerned: "Cui, you've been quite lively lately—lots of pretty women keep 'bumping into' you, either offering you water or asking you all sorts of questions. Something's not right here."

Cui Ming leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table, his expression not very pleasant: "Indeed, I've noticed it too... This feeling is too familiar, so familiar that it's irritating."

He closed his eyes, and the images of those "strange women" with their deliberate smiles flashed through his mind, along with the undisguised covetousness for his genes in their eyes—damn it! What a despicable honey trap! He practically spat out those four words through gritted teeth.

Cui Ming utterly loathed these things, not because he couldn't resist them, but because they were "difficult to kill": these people using honey traps hadn't done anything wrong on the surface—they hadn't harmed anyone or damaged the base—so you couldn't just take action directly. If you were to break off relations first, and they turned around and accused you of "just wanting to have a friendly exchange with TPC personnel," then trouble would ensue.

People around him always thought that Cui Ming acted impulsively and solved problems with his fists, but only those who really knew him knew that this guy was actually "very cunning" - he never fought a battle he was not sure of winning, and he would never give his opponents a chance to find fault.

"Honey trap, huh? You can't escape this stuff no matter where you go." Lindis joined in, fiddling with an energy blast in her hand, her tone full of confusion. "What's wrong with these aliens? Out of all the people in the universe, why are they fixated on you, Cui? Are they that obsessed with your genes?"

Cui Ming didn't reply, but instead got up and walked towards the secret communication room deep inside the base—he wanted to talk to Getter Emperor, Demon God Zero, and Grandmaster Sand. After all, these "strongmen" from other worlds always had a more unique perspective.

The holographic projection in the communication room lit up, displaying the mechanical silhouette of Getter Robo, the dark red armor of Mazinger Zero, and the golden behemoth of the Great Celestials in turn. Cui Ming cut to the chase: "What do you think of this world now?"

"Evolution." Emperor Getter's voice was deep and metallic, concise and clear. "We only pursue evolution. The geological energy and monster potential of this world all have room for evolution. I only care about whether it can allow us to continue evolving!"

Demon Zero's response was almost simultaneous with Getter Robin's, his tone even more domineering: "Evolution, only evolution can break through the limits. The conflicts in this world are essentially the evolutionary competition between different species."

Cui Ming had anticipated their answers—after all, their core pursuit had always been "to become stronger," simple and direct.

Dassa, after a few seconds of silence, spoke with a complex mix of emotions: "The ancient people of this world evoke some nostalgia in me, yet they are also very different. The ancient civilization of my world, even when facing extinction, always persevered and fought against fate; while the ancient people of this world... seem to have chosen to compromise."

“There’s nothing we can do.” Cui Ming picked up the Qijiela sample from the incubator next to him; its pale purple petals trembled gently under the light. “After all, not every world has a ‘guardian’ like you, Taisashi. When despair overwhelms hope, choosing to compromise becomes a helpless choice. Even though you went berserk back then and wiped out humanity and the space fleet.”

He stared at the Zigela, a meaningful glint in his eyes: "However, at least Mother Earth was kind enough—using Zigela's pollen, she gave those ancient humans who had given up resistance a painless euthanasia." Emperor Getter and Demon Zero didn't respond, seemingly uninterested in the "demise of civilization"; Daissa looked at the Zigela sample, remaining silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Different choices lead to different outcomes. I hope the humans of this world won't follow the same path."

Cui Ming put away the samples, already having made his plans—whether it was an alien honey trap or a potential global crisis, he needed to prepare in advance. After all, he didn't want to see this world also end up needing euthanasia.

Just as Daissashi was lamenting the fate of the ancient civilization, Dark Lugiel cautiously peeked out from the corner, his voice tinged with timidity: "Um..."

Before he could finish speaking, several voices rang out almost simultaneously, interrupting him with an undeniable tone: "Shut up!"

Dark Lugiel instantly deflated, silently crouching in the corner, drawing circles on the ground with his finger—there was nothing he could do. Getter Emperor, Mazinger Zero, Grand Theft Auto, and even the silent but incredibly powerful Legend could all easily bully him, and he didn't even have the courage to argue back.

He felt even more aggrieved: Why is it that this team not only has strong people who can crush him, but also a legendary figure like Regedo?
No one paid any attention to Dark Lugiel crouching in the corner. Legend's gaze fell on Triumph, his tone heavy, as if he could penetrate time and space to sense the anomalies deep within the universe: "I can feel something coming into this universe, Triumph, use the power of Gauss."

Cui Ming looked up at Lei Jieduo, without asking any further questions, and simply replied, "Mm."

Cui Ming looked at Regedo and instantly understood his meaning—Regedo could sense anomalies deep within the universe and would never speak without reason. Previously, he had thought the troubles of this universe were nothing more than aliens stealing genes and monsters causing geological disturbances, but now it seemed this universe was far more absurd than he had imagined.

The fact that Legend specifically mentioned "using the power of Gauss" indicates that what is about to happen cannot be resolved by force alone. After all, Getter Robo's evolutionary power, Mazinger Zero's destructive power, and the protective power of the Great Sands are all sufficient to deal with ordinary crises, yet Legend specifically chose the power of Gauss—the answer is obvious: there must be something that requires Gauss's unique purification ability to resolve.

Is it polluting cosmic energy? Or a giant creature corrupted by darkness and driven mad? Or some kind of anomaly that can distort the mind and can only be quelled by purification? Cui Ming quickly guessed in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the waters of this universe were much deeper than he had initially judged.

He clenched his fist. He could certainly draw upon Gauss's power, but he hadn't anticipated a scenario requiring such "gentle power"—after all, he was used to resolving trouble with blades and fists. But Legend's reminder brought him to his senses: this crisis might require a different approach.

"Looks like I need to prepare in advance and get Gauss's purification energy to its optimal state." Cui Ming silently calculated in his mind, his gaze turning to the starry sky outside the communication room, his eyes becoming more solemn—whatever that "thing" is, since it requires Gauss's power, it can't be simple. (End of this chapter)