Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Fang turned off the knobs that were on and said to Omarment, "Doesn't the mechanical armor have a coordination assist feature?"

Omarment scratched his head: "Yes, there is, but in order not to affect his movements too much, we adjusted it to a minimum..."

“Now you need to adjust it to the highest limit,” Fang said, as the ground shook a few more times. “Let’s teach our ‘baby’ to walk first!”

“He can walk…” Estend whispered again, “but… he’s not good at… running.”

"Then go learn! You! Facilitator! Bring him back to me and teach him how to keep his feet from tripping over each other!"

Although Estend often spent his time daydreaming, he wasn't someone who was always lazy about his work. It's just that he didn't really like the Giants of Light, so he relaxed a bit when guiding Fos-001.

Fos-001 was indeed a product of their research institute, but the moment he saw those milky-white bulbous eyes, he felt a deep sense of disgust.

He knew this was a baseless grievance, and as a rational student of Fangte, he shouldn't have acted in a way that involved personal feelings. However, he did relax his duties a little—especially when he saw that light particle creature, which was the same as the Giant of Light, acting as clumsily as a fledgling.

"Ah, so these cosmic police officers can be silly too. Isn't it impressive to patrol around meddling in other people's business?" he thought to himself.

It's normal to feel a little happy when you see something similar to something you dislike having bad luck, right?

As Estend had this thought, he also began to loathe himself: "Only incompetent people would vent their emotions on substitutes. Fos-001 is not like them."

After listening to his teacher's outburst, Eistend finally shook his head, temporarily suppressing his pointless anger and correcting his attitude. He said to Fos-001, who stood somewhat bewildered to the side and had shrunk to life-size, "First, go find Omarment to get the mechanical armor adjusted. The next few days..."

Eistend reluctantly uttered a sentence that foreshadowed the "parenting hell" that would ensue for the next few days: "You'd better learn to balance first."

"It's really embarrassing to keep falling down, just like my bunch of delicate alien plants... they cause trouble if I'm not watching them closely."

"Alien, plants?" Fos-001 asked.

“Interesting flowers and plants, I’ve been growing them since I was a kid,” Eistend replied casually, then immediately realized, what was he talking about with this idiotic bioweapon? Could he possibly help him take care of his precious stockpile of flowers and plants?

I'm afraid they'll just pluck the whole thing down to the pole as soon as they start.

Chapter Five: Specium - Impossible

The control system is functioning normally.

The mechanical auxiliary systems tested normal.

The activity of light particles is 12.79% higher than the normal value.

[Energy replenished, ready to deploy at any time.]

The cold, mechanical female voice finished the report. Omarment, with a smug look on his face, said to Fangte, "How was it? We've integrated the newly modified mechanical armor with the control system. With the two systems working together, it will not just be a motion aid in future research and development, but will become an integrated offensive and defensive device."

"Haha, then you can apply for a unique name for this set of mechanical armor. We can use this equipment on the synthetic monsters to increase their combat power," Fang Te said, fiddling with the instruments in his hands. He then turned to ask his student, "Estend, have they cleaned up the area for the light test?"

Eistend nodded: "We just received the signal, everything is fine. Also, the energy tank is running low on stock. We need to contact headquarters to get the latest batch of products over as soon as possible, otherwise Fos-001 will have to go into standby mode for a while after the test."

“Okay, okay, this is really troublesome. Those guys who drag our feet always find a way to slow down our research progress,” Fang Te didn’t really like things outside of research. “Then let’s bring forward the flight test. Let’s put the light test on hold until the logistics department fills up the energy tank.”

Fos-001 thought it was absolutely right to postpone the light test, because he had no idea how to emit light.

The data provided by the Yapool only included their observations of Ultraman's beam attacks. But how did Ultraman manage to use so many strange beam techniques? There were beams of all colors, dazzling and varied, including beams that transformed into jagged, flat discs, crescent-shaped beams, and lightning-like beams with zigzag patterns. The Yapool naturally didn't know how to use these beams. They were very skilled at modifying monsters, but when it came to modifying Ultraman… their ability to create a nearly identical life form still relied on the faint planetary energy possessing a sliver of consciousness.

Simply put, the Yapool's work is similar to growing vegetables. They throw a sentient energy ball into a culture medium, then try adding various things to accelerate its growth, nurturing its consciousness. Then, drawing on the experience of the Shape-Shaping Monster, they help this energy ball mold itself into the shape of Ultraman. (694936135)

The main structure is naturally evolved from this energy, so the shape just needs to be roughly the same. They can also add other things inside—if it weren't for Fangte's opposition, some people in the research team would even have liked to put a pair of eyes on his back or stuff opponents in it for ease of combat...

As for getting the Yapools to understand Ultraman's body structure... what a joke! Where could they possibly catch a wild Ultraman to dissect?

Therefore, from Fos-001's perspective, it's like the manufacturer gave him something without an instruction manual to play with on his own.

If you have no clue, then let's simplify it?

Basically, it's just a means of utilizing energy, so you just need to throw the energy out of your body?

Fos-001 thinks it's worth a try.

But before that, he needs to successfully complete the flight test—at the very least, without crashing.

Estend thought he was finally free from his misery. Heaven knows how agonizing it is to teach a baby how to run, especially when the baby runs really fast! And falls even faster! Every fall leaves a dent! He prayed every day that no valuable equipment would be destroyed, so his teacher would choke him and spit in his face.

Fortunately, Fos-001 learned to fly very quickly. Although he would fall into a crater, he wouldn't constantly endanger innocent ground base stations while flying in the air. As long as he notified the spacecraft pilots not to pass through the training airspace before the test, there was basically nothing to worry about.

This is probably the beginning of things getting better.

Estend concluded today's tests with satisfaction and told Fos-001 to go into standby mode: "We'll do another flight test tomorrow, and then we can wait for the transport ship to deliver the goods. You can prepare for the subsequent light tests in the next couple of days."

“Yes,” Fos-001 said, “Actually… I’ve been thinking about beam techniques and just got a clue. I want to give it a try.”

Estend wasn't blinded by his good performance these past few days. He still remembered that Fos-001 couldn't control his power well, so he nodded and said, "Just give it a try. No, only one try."

"Yes."

Having received permission from the "guide" Estend, Fos-001 immediately turned and ran towards the open space.

"What are you doing?" Estend asked curiously as he struck a familiar pose towards the sky.

Specium Ray?

"Nobody taught you, did they? You think you can learn this without a teacher…" Eistend started to say, but…

I saw a dazzling torrent of light pierce through the clouds and rush into the distant stars in the sky.

Eistend suspected he might have witnessed a supernova explosion. The aftershocks of the light dispersed the thick clouds, revealing a vast expanse of star-studded night sky. A torrent of golden light surged into the night sky, instantly obscuring the stars. The clouds were illuminated with a golden glow, and the vast expanse of light even stretched to the horizon, beyond the horizon's reach.

If someone were to look down from space, they would see that the shadowed side of Suffer is now ablaze with gold, its brightness rivaling that of the sunlit side at its hottest.

Estend saw an inconspicuous explosion in the distance.

That position must have been occupied by a small object that the Equipment Department sent up not long ago to serve as a navigation beacon.

Estend swallowed hard.

The base station automatically activated its defensive shield, and a row of silver mushrooms lit up on the ground.

The hill that was affected was only partially touched by the bottom of the fan-shaped beam of light before the entire mountain exploded and vanished into nothingness.

That's right, fan-shaped rays of light.

Spacium my ass!

"Self-taught my foot!" Estend finally finished his sentence, and then heard an ominous sound.

"Beep beep, beep beep..."

Ah, that's the alarm sound from the energy indicator light on the mechanical armor.

They imitated the color timer of the Giant of Light and also implanted an energy indicator light on Fos-001. It was synchronized with the indicator light on the outer mechanical armor to confirm the status of Fos-001. When they found that it was flashing red during the test, it meant that it was time to feed it some energy.

Right now, it's flashing a beautiful ruby ​​red, and it's incredibly noisy.

Estend felt utterly exhausted.

"I think..." Fos-001's voice was a little weak.

This was followed by a cold, mechanical female voice:

[Insufficient energy, forced into standby mode. Please replenish energy promptly.]

The milky white light bulb-like eyes dimmed along with Estend's hopes.

"Hey, Iron Lump?" Estend heard his own voice tremble. He could almost see Teacher Fang grabbing him by the collar and shaking his brains out: "Iron Lump, wake up! If you're done for, I'm done for too!"

Chapter Six: The Abyss

"You left my creation in standby mode while I went out to greet the transport team?" As soon as Fangte got off the spaceship, he rushed to Estend, pressed his shoulder, and spit on him to wash his face.

"Should I be thankful our spaceship didn't crash right into the beam of light? Otherwise, I'd be blasted to smithereens!" Fangte happened to witness the spectacle that illuminated almost half the planet from space, and the spaceship even triggered the enemy alert. "Perhaps I should be more grateful that the beam was directed at the sky, only destroying a beacon. If it had been directed at the storage pod, my meticulously prepared testing ground and my dear students would have been turned into fireworks! Boom! Then I would have had to dig my experimental subjects out of a pile of rubble, and while I'm at it, look for any dust with your genes floating around, pack them all up, and send them back to base camp!"

"What are you doing, my intern? Your performance during your internship will determine what kind of position you get in the future. You should be more alert!" Fang Te glanced at Fos-001, who was already in standby mode and had its head slightly lowered, and then at Eistend, who was dazed from being spit on, and continued, "You know, I believe you inherited the intelligence of Gurudas, so I have always had high expectations for you. But now you can't even keep an eye on a baby-like, obedient light particle bioweapon with a bunch of controllers installed and its brain completely washed clean!"

"Perhaps we shouldn't blame him, Fangte."

Estend seemed to hear the voice of God the Father.

He looked up toward the source of the sound and saw Kenway, the squad leader of the transport team whom Fang had gone to greet.

Although he worked in the logistics department, he was indeed a long-time friend of Fang Te.

Over the years, Fangte has always had some unique ideas in his research. These unique ideas are very resource-intensive, no, very resource-intensive. This transport squad leader has a close relationship with the logistics department of the headquarters, so Fangte can obtain a lot of urgently needed things through him. Over time, their relationship has become increasingly close.

Therefore, he was able to speak up for Fang Te.

"Fos-001 still can't control its power very well. Maybe it just went out of control. You saw it too, that powerful beam of energy. What is Estend going to use to stop it?"

Fang Te was indeed frightened just now, but after venting his anger, he gradually calmed down.

“Hmm…you’re right, Kenway,” Fountain said, releasing his grip on Estend’s hand. “Now explain the reason to me, Guide.”

Teachers often emphasize his role as a guide when he is not doing well.

Estend roused himself and told Fotter what had just happened: "He just said he had some ideas about beam techniques. I thought he was just testing whether he could use it or not. I was afraid he wouldn't be able to control it and would waste energy, so I only let him try it once. I didn't expect..."

“Well, thankfully it didn’t cause any major damage.” After regaining his rationality, Fang Te became a keen researcher again. He recalled the massive torrent of light just now and said, “Give me the data from its last test. We may have stumbled upon the limit of its destructive power.”

On the other side, due to depleted energy, they were bound by mechanical armor and forced into a forced state for the first time.

Fos-001, in standby mode, was not resting peacefully. Although the sensation was faint, he could definitely feel that his nearly depleted energy was slowly increasing.

Unlike the light energy he absorbed when he was in the research institute, the energy flowing into his body now felt very familiar to him.

It's as if they were meant to be one.

"came back."

In a daze, he recalled the fleeting sound he had heard when he first arrived on this planet.