Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

The dinosaur people's preparations for the meeting were so meticulous that "caution" and "sincerity" were ingrained in their very bones. The meeting place they chose was an underground sewage treatment plant that had been abandoned for many years on the outskirts of the city. The entrance was hidden behind a dense thicket of bushes, with only a narrow passage that could only accommodate one person at a time. All metal fragments that could reflect signals had been carefully cleared from both sides of the passage. They even deliberately kept their breathing quiet, for fear of being detected by the Naga's detectors.

More importantly, none of the five dinosaur-men carried weapons. Adam secretly threw the energy dagger hidden in his sleeve into the sewer, Yiwu removed the bracelet that could fire paralyzing needles, and the youngest dinosaur-man even deliberately smoothed out the hardened scales under his fingernails—not because they didn't want to have a means of self-defense, but because they really didn't dare.

"Who would dare bring weapons!" Yi Wu crouched in the corner of the passage, her voice extremely low, her eyes still filled with lingering fear. "Have you forgotten that rock monster from last week? It was ten times bigger than us, its shell so hard it could withstand a tank cannon, yet Storm One kicked its head off with a single kick! What does its combat power have to do with whether we bring weapons or not? If we really angered it, even if we brought Naga energy cannons, it would probably still dismantle us with its bare hands!"

Adam nodded and reached out to touch the mimicry skin on his body—to convince the Trojans that he was not hostile, they had deliberately chosen the simplest human clothing, without any decorations that could be mistaken for "combat gear," and even sewed a small strip of cloth on the outside of the clothes, on which were written in marker, "We are here to discuss cooperation, unarmed," the words crooked but full of urgency.

“We must show sufficient sincerity.” Adam lowered his voice and said to the other dinosaur people, “We are walking a tightrope right now. On one side is the Naga’s death threat, and on the other side is Storm One’s absolute combat power. If he feels even the slightest bit of hostility from us, let alone cooperation, we may not even be able to leave alive.”

He pointed to the open area at the end of the passage—a patch of land about ten square meters had been cleared out, the ground paved with pebbles from the sewage ditch, with an iron plate moved from an abandoned factory in the middle, serving as a makeshift "negotiation table." On the iron plate were two hand-drawn maps: one showing the distribution of Naga detectors in the city, and the other the location of the breeding base for the modified dinosaur monsters. Every mark was clearly circled in red, and even the shift schedule for the base's guards was marked next to it.

“We’ve been secretly investigating these things for half a month to get them.” Adam looked at the map, his tone confident. “Once Storm One sees these, they’ll know that we genuinely want to cooperate and aren’t just playing tricks.”

Yi Wu gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her eyes filled with tension: "I just don't know if he will believe us... After all, we were pretending to be the Naga's lackeys before, and now we've suddenly switched sides. Anyone would be suspicious, right?"

“There’s nothing we can do about doubts.” Adam took a deep breath, stood up, and dusted himself off. “At least we’ve done everything we could. We had no weapons, no ambushes, just solid intelligence. Whether we survive or not depends on Storm One’s choice.”

The other dinosaur-men also stood up, straightening their clothes and trying to look more "harmless." A soft footstep sounded outside the passage, and Adam's heart leaped into his throat—Storm One was here. He instinctively took a half-step back, then quickly stopped, straightening his back: he couldn't show weakness, or he'd really have no chance.

While the dinosaur-man was still nervously staring at the entrance to the passage, Cui Ming had actually been in the ventilation duct of the sewage treatment plant for five minutes—long before arriving, he had Kaina activate the full-body scanning system, covering an area with a radius of 500 meters.

"Report: No weapon energy detected, no hidden heat source, only five dinosaur-men in the target area. No mimicry weapons on their bodies, and their claws show signs of deliberate sharpening with uniform wear, indicating deliberate neutralization rather than combat attrition." Kaina's electronic voice clearly reached Cui Ming's ears, and a close-up of the dinosaur-men's worn-down claws was simultaneously displayed on the screen, even showing the whetstone fragments remaining under their nails. Cui Ming raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit more approval of these dinosaur-men: they were clever, knowing to express their sincerity in the most direct way. He no longer concealed himself, jumping directly from the ventilation duct's inspection port. His landing was so light it was almost silent, startling the dinosaur-men into instinctively shrinking back; only Adam stubbornly remained still.

“Don’t be nervous.” Cui Ming said, his tone not as cold as expected. His gaze swept over the dinosaur-man’s smoothed claws and then fell on the two maps on the iron plate. “Kaina has already scanned them. You didn’t bring any weapons and didn’t set up any ambushes.”

Adam paused for a moment before realizing that Cui Ming had already confirmed their safety. His anxiety eased slightly, and he quickly stepped forward: "Storm One, sir, we..."

“Tell me about your situation first.” Cui Ming interrupted him, walked to the iron plate and sat down, pointing to the seat opposite him. “I know you were used by the Naga, but explain the specifics.”

Seeing this, the dinosaur people also sat down one after another. Adam, as their representative, slowly recounted what had happened: When the Naga first found them, they lied and claimed they would "help the dinosaur people rebuild their prehistoric home," promising to wipe out humanity from the earth and make the dinosaur people the new rulers. But after they followed the Naga, they discovered that the Naga only used them as "guides." They were not only threatened with the survival of their race, but also had miniature monitoring devices implanted in them. Any thought of resistance would trigger painful electric shocks.

“We know we’re being used, but we can’t remove the surveillance device. If we break free from the Naga’s control, the entire tribe will be wiped out.” Adam said, lifting his collar to reveal a small metal dot on his neck. “This is the surveillance device. It can transmit our location and conversations in real time. We are forced to obey.”

Cui Ming stared at the monitor, his fingers tapping lightly on his knee—he'd seen this tactic countless times. Many cosmic powers used "racial threats" to control weaker civilizations; compromise was commonplace for survival. He recalled a planet he'd once seen where, to avoid destruction by an interstellar fleet, the entire civilization voluntarily relinquished its military might, becoming a subjugated race, all to preserve its last vestige of bloodline.

“I can understand the compromises made for the continuation of the race,” Cui Ming’s tone softened. “The detector distribution map and breeding base locations you provided are very useful. But that’s not enough. How many of the modified dinosaur monsters that the Naga are going to attack TPC headquarters next week? Do they have any special abilities?”

Adam quickly pulled out a miniature recorder hidden in his pocket and handed it to Cui Ming: "This contains detailed data! The Naga modified a total of thirty dinosaur monsters, five of which have energy shields, three are adept at underground raids, and two have been implanted with 'self-destruct programs' that will detonate if they approach the core area of ​​headquarters! We were originally responsible for calibrating their attack routes, but now we're handing this over to you as atonement." (End of Chapter)