I am Gatanothor, Seven x Human Form

He glanced around, surveyed the Sato family home, and after confirming there were no suspicious signs, he took Xiao Qi's hand and said, "We won't disturb her any longer. Let's take her back first."

"What? Not eating here?" Sato Miriko asked, hands on her hips.

"No, I can't always freeload off people," Wumaquan said.

"Fine." Sato Miriko seemed unhappy. She said, "Shall we go to a bar for drinks later? I haven't been in the last few days."

"I'm not going either. No matter how much alcohol I drink, it's hard to get drunk." Wu Maquan revealed an expression of utter loneliness.

"Ha." Even Sato Miriko had to admit that Wuma Izumi could drink. At one gathering, Wuma Izumi drank everyone in the organization under the table by himself, earning him the nickname "the invincible war god."

"I'm leaving." Wumaquan waved his hand.

"Bye-bye." Miriko Sato waved.

Watching Wumaquan and Xiao Qi leave, Sato Miriko opened the refrigerator, took out a batch of chilled beer, pried open the bottle caps with the corner of the table, and chugdled it down.

"Ha~ That feels great, I need something chilled after get off work." Sato Miriko's face was flushed.

She lay casually on the sofa, and it seemed that her feet stepped on something hard.

She looked down and discovered a yellow petal and a small thing that looked like a seed.

"This petal looks a lot like the flower from the Wuma family that I saw before," Sato Miriko sniffed. It was quite amusing; it smelled a lot like Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi must really like this flower.

That's why my body smells like flowers.

Was this seed left behind by Xiao Qi?

Did you forget to take it? Or did you leave it as a gift for her?

Knowing that one day she would want to tie a flower with Qi Jie, but Wu Maquan wouldn't give it to her, so she's left a seed for her now?

Miriko Sato smiled warmly.

Xiao Qi is really a kind child.

Compared to that unreliable fellow Wumaquan, he's really quite likable.

In response, Xiao Qi from Wuma's family reached inside her skirt and touched her little bottom.

Another day where my buttocks were protected.

Wumaquan was cooking dinner in the kitchen.

As he heated the oil in the wok, Seven's voice came from inside his body.

"I've recovered, though not fully, but I've woken up."

Seven had a very strange dream.

He dreamed that he died in battle.

Then the human form, Gatanothor, said something about admiring his bravery and wanting to share his life with him.

We must be of one mind with him and save him in this way.

In the dream, Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness, said—Wake up, Ultraman Seven, I am Gatanothor, the ruler of darkness.

Your bravery has earned my approval, and I will share my life with you.

Let us unite as one and fight together.

Then Seven woke up.

Damn it, how could he have such a strange dream?

"Oh, you've woken up just in time. You can cook dinner. I've already chopped the vegetables and put oil in the pan." Seeing that Seven had finally woken up, Wumaquan raised an eyebrow and said.

Seven's cooking skills are something you have to experience to believe.

P.S.: This chapter is 4,000 words, and it's another day of 8,000 words. I feel like I've burned out.

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Chapter 71 As long as I stop being human, I will be invincible.

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Seven didn't know that the first thing Wumaquan did after he woke up was to ask him to cook dinner. Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

Let's not even congratulate him on waking up from his deep sleep.

It's hard to say whether this is because Wu Maquan developed a habit of being inseparable from his cooking skills, or because Wu Maquan was so addicted to his culinary arts that he couldn't extricate himself.

However, this can be considered a good thing, albeit barely.

At least, Wumaquan now has another reason to think about Earth: delicious food.

Seven skillfully separated a miniature, bouncy version of himself from Wumaquan's body.

He waddled toward the kitchen, his chubby bottom swaying.

He rubbed his chubby little hands together.

Damn it, I have no choice but to make breakfast.

It was all done for the sake of the Earth.

In order to influence Gatanjee.

Seven secretly cheered himself up, skillfully picked up the spatula, and started tossing the wok in the blazing fire.

A delicious aroma of food slowly rose from the pot, filling the air with an irresistible fragrance.

Wu Maquan left silently, not wanting to disturb the work of top chef Seven.

Keep it up, Seven the Fried Rice!

It's impossible to change their minds through persuasion.

A person who has experienced hardship and given up on life has seen through everything and knows nothing but to lie down and do nothing.

It is impossible to save the world.

It is impossible to destroy a civilization.

He can only go to work every day, slack off, collect his monthly salary, and live the retirement life of a seventy-year-old man.

Xiao Qi leaned out of the sofa, blinked, and looked at Seven who was making breakfast and Wu Maquan who was slowly walking over.

I haven't seen Seven for a few days.

He was cooking as soon as he appeared.

She is truly a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Xiao Qi's gaze fell on Wumaquan.

Ha, you wicked bastard who spanks people.

Sooner or later, we'll offer him sacrifices.

It's okay to bully the offspring a little.

Wait a minute, will Gatanothor have any offspring?

Xiao Qi rested his chin on his hand, feeling as if he had come up with a global problem.

If Gatanothor has offspring, wouldn't that be another source of darkness that could destroy the world?

Wouldn't she have to work twice as much?

Xiao Qi gasped, realizing he had discovered something extraordinary.

The way they looked at Wumaquan changed.

A sense of vigilance arose as if the source of evil had been discovered.

Wu Maquan was completely unaware of Xiao Qi's change of heart. He simply lay silently on the sofa, switched TV channels, and wanted to watch today's comedy sketches.

There are still plenty of entertainment programs available late at night.

After all, most office workers want to go home and rest after get off work, carrying a body full of fatigue. At this time, they often need a glass of warm milk to fall into a deep sleep, and wake up the next day to get rid of all the fatigue.

He lay back, half-closing his eyes, and entered a relaxed state.

Xiao Qi was ruthlessly pushed off the sofa.

She sat on the cold floor, completely bewildered; her thin dress did nothing to stop the chilling sensation from seeping into her bottom.

Moreover, this was something she conjured up; it looked like she was wearing clothes, but you could also say she wasn't.

She was stunned for a moment.

He then pursed his lips, patted his bottom, stood up from the floor, silently moved the empty potted plant over, placed it next to the sofa, and climbed in to squat down and watch TV together.

That wicked Gatanothor!

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The stronghold of the Holy Church.

Masaki Keigo has almost fully recovered from his injuries.

With the Holy Church's strong support, his injuries healed quite quickly.

Some fatal and irreparable damages from the outside world are nothing more than child's play to the Holy Church.

As long as they don't die, they can usually be brought back to life.

Moreover, the Holy Church still possesses some of the power bestowed upon it by Gatanothor in the past.

This power may be pitifully small for Gatanothor, but for other creatures, the energy it contains is undoubtedly enormous, enough to completely transform a being into a servant of the evil god, the dark ruler Gatanothor.

Masaki Keigo's expression was cold.

Even though the other party was Ultraman, and he suffered physical and mental blows, it still couldn't destroy his will.

He is the one who can become a true Ultraman.