Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

Perhaps the Yabo people don't even need to deceive Yamashita Kaoru. As long as they lay their cards on the table, Yamashita Kaoru will be as if he has received guidance from the most authoritative figure in the industry, and he will be excited to properly install the deadly equipment.

……

To make matters worse, before Kawashima could even worry about the methods of the Mefilas aliens, the person whom Nahara Sora and the others had mentioned as having been "transferred" reappeared.

They held a simple return ceremony, and the returning team member was named Aiba Yu.

Aiba Yu's behavior was nothing like his name. He kept a somber face from beginning to end, occasionally staring at the Mefilas alien spaceship in the sky, and only managed a forced smile when communicating with his companions.

After everyone dispersed and went back to their rooms, Aiba Yu didn't go to tidy up his own room. Instead, he followed him around to a secluded corridor behind a house.

Kawashima Wataru never imagined that his first close encounter with an Ultra Warrior would be under such dire circumstances.

Undoubtedly, he saw the ghostly figures appearing on the bodies of the people also wearing rescue team uniforms.

The laser beam burned a hole in the wall next to his head, and a few strands of hair that were too close were burned and curled.

And he himself... the Yapool who had gained control, was casually using his body to converse with the Ultra Warriors.

No, perhaps "provocative" would be a more appropriate word.

Chapter 87 Counterfeits and Genuine Products

This was the second time that Wataru Kawashima had felt such intense hatred for his own powerlessness.

The first time was when Yonezu's factory was destroyed by a monster. He watched helplessly as a promising young designer in the factory was hit on the head by a collapsing iron railing.

Although the Ultra Warriors eventually defeated the monster, the designer had long since passed away.

Now, in such a powerless situation, Yapool, using his body, seems to have assumed that the Ultra Warriors will not attack Earthlings, and thus his words become increasingly unrestrained.

He heard "himself" say, "Be careful not to break it, the owner of this body is still alive."

Aiba Yu's raised fist froze in mid-air, her eyes fixed on him with a silvery gleam.

Yapool laughed even louder: "Ah, you probably wouldn't care about this, after all, it's a 'superior' work known for its ferocity."

He noticed that the person opposite him looked increasingly worse.

But "myself" persisted: "Killing me here won't do any good. This is a 'game' of the Mefilas aliens and Ultra Warriors—if you can subvert your understanding so easily, then such a lowly being has no reason to exist, right?"

"You're the inferior creature!" Kawashima cursed inwardly, while hoping that this guy named Aiba Yu would hurry up and take action, ignoring him, and beat this arrogant red-skinned monster to a pulp.

"He's still alive?"

Surprisingly, the other party was not angered by the Yapool's provocation and spoke first.

The sentence was actually about caring for Wataru Kawashima, whose body had been taken over.

Yapool was clearly taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, pointing at Aiba Yu's nose and saying, "Where did you learn that? Just because you look like those guys from the Land of Light, you actually think you're one of them?"

The smile vanished instantly, and the Yapool's voice suddenly rose and became shrill, like metal scraping against a wall: "Yapool's creation! Director Fang is too busy to care about your betrayal, yet you think you're the 'real deal'! Who are you putting on this ridiculous act for?"

"You want to learn from the Ultra Warriors and protect humanity? Open your eyes and look! Who do they believe now?!"

Samuel certainly knew who people believed in.

His hearing has always been excellent; even from a great distance, he can hear the sounds of people talking.

The accounts may differ, but without exception, they all express joy at seeing the Mefilas alien spaceship and hope that it will soon defeat the despicable aliens—including Mebius.

That's a low-class trick you're playing! Try removing your spaceship and see who Earthlings will believe. Kawashima wanted to break off that annoying horn on the head of that Yapool.

He felt a surge of anger. The Yapool was taking advantage of its possession of an Earthling's body and so blatantly exploiting the kindness of others. It was utterly disgusting.

"Your purpose."

To everyone's surprise, Samuel remained calm but did not refute him. Instead, he stepped closer and asked, "What do you intend to do using our Earthling identities?"

If it were just about releasing monsters, there would be no need to do this, indicating that the Yapools need to infiltrate Earth and conceal their identities to complete their mission.

This mission is relatively urgent, so instead of acting in my original form and carefully avoiding the defense team and Ultra Warriors, it's better to directly possess the body of an Earthling.

The reason he didn't extinguish the Earthling's consciousness was probably for this reason: he needed to extract the Earthling's memories to maintain his usual disguise and prevent his actions from being exposed.

It seems this mission will require quite a few people—if it's a one-on-one fight, we can leave it to the elusive "aggregate of resentment," there's no need to send out ordinary Yapools.

They were fearless in the face of death, yet so proud that they wished their eyes were always on the top of their heads, forever gazing at their ideal of "eternity." Therefore, the Apol people disliked sacrificing themselves in a "humiliating" way, such as dying at the hands of inferior beings.

The fact that they have now sent ordinary Yapools to Earth indicates that they are indeed in dire need of manpower—meaning that not only this rescue team, but also many other Earthlings in other places, must have had their bodies controlled by the Yapools.

The reasoning is lengthy, but the thought process only takes a split second.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Yapool were stunned by his attitude, Samuel continued, "He's still alive, but he can't sense the outside world?"

This guy is still concerned about that inferior creature?

Ah, those guys from the Land of Light love to play this game, believing in things like "the power of the mind," all that vague and unreal stuff.

Garbage creations are garbage creations. Do they think they can inspire people to break free from their own mental constraints, just like genuine artifacts?

The Yapoon, regaining his senses, licked his teeth, his malice unabashedly displayed: "Inferior creatures can only 'watch.' He was just yelling, 'Why don't you go deal with the spaceship?' If you want to incite him to fight me, you'd better not waste your time..."

Before he could finish speaking, Samuel grabbed "Wataru Kawashima" by the collar, raised his free left hand, and brought it together in mid-air, revealing a silver-white light blade in his palm.

"Hey, is this Earthling still alive? Do you want to kill him?"

As soon as the Yabo man finished speaking, he saw a flash of white light and when his vision returned, he found himself at the foot of a hill.

"bass!"

The light blade pierced through his clothes, grazed his arm, and pinned him to the tree.

"What? You've finally decided to disregard the lives of Earthlings?" Yapool was sharp-tongued, but inwardly he was starting to feel uneasy. He knew about the guy's past "misdeeds." If this infamous man disregarded everything and smashed his internal organs, he could escape, but Fangte's deployment plan would be ruined.

“If you can only ‘watch,’ then you won’t feel the pain,” Samuel slowly approached as blades of light appeared around him. The Yapool seemed to hear the whispers of a demon: “Either tell me your plan, or suffer a little—I will take care of his life, but I don’t know how long you can hold out.”

"...Being injured or maimed is not a good thing for Earthlings," Kawashima Wataru's smile was somewhat forced: "Should I say you truly live up to your reputation as a weapon of our research institute..."

Samuel ignored him, glanced at him with his silvery eyes, and then stepped forward and pulled a dark iron box from his waist.

"He did bring it."

Samuel grabbed the box, and Kawashima's expression suddenly changed. If he could still maintain his composure before, he had now completely lost his support.

Inside the box lay capsules of medicine supplied by the Seventh Research Institute. Estend had used them to keep Hasegawa Hayato afloat and to cure Yamashita Rikuto and Sugiyama Mao, whose severe injuries would likely have left them paralyzed by Earth's medical standards.

“This drug is effective on Earthlings.” Samuel looked up again, and his face, which was identical to that of an Earthling, was even more terrifying in the eyes of “Kawashima Wataru” than the scattered monstrous limbs that littered the entire test site when the synthetic super-beast of the Fourth Research Institute failed.

Would you like to give it a try?

Chapter 88 The Game of Human Hearts

The Apo people of course

I don't want to try.

He could abandon Kawashima's body and escape alone, but he couldn't do that—Sindesmus's deployment plan was more important than his own life.

Kawashima knew about this plan. Once he left this body, the souls of the Earthlings would be influenced by the methods of the Mefilas aliens and would rejoice in the Sindesmus Plan.

No one could guarantee what the fanatical believers would say or do; the only certainty was that Sindzmus's plan would inevitably be exposed. Given Samuel's understanding of the Yapo people, it would be difficult for him not to guess what they were up to if they revealed even the slightest hint of something... truly shooting himself in the foot.

Now, go deep into consciousness and strangle that Earthling's soul?

Yes, if he kills that troublesome Earthling, he'll have no more worries.

So, before Samuel could even make a move, he noticed that "Wataru Kawashima" looked pained, as if something was clamping down on his head.

The next second he realized what the Yapool man was up to: "Don't even think about it!"

However, he lacked the means to enter other people's consciousness space, so in desperation, he could only clench his fists.

"Boom--!"

Both Wataru Kawashima and "Waru Kawashima" fell into a coma.

……

Estend didn't expect to see Samuel again so soon.

"The people at the research institute have become very strange. They actually threw away the mascot pillows and placed a bunch of orders for monster pillows, and there's also that spaceship that's been hovering in the air..."

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed that Samuel was carrying someone.

"What are you doing?"

“He’s possessed by the Yapools. Don’t let him wake up,” Samuel said, lifting the man onto his workbench. “You have a way, don’t you?”

Eistard nodded: "It's fine to knock her unconscious again when she's about to wake up, but I'm worried about the effects of the electric current on her body..."

A black box was thrown in front of me. It looked very familiar; it was a medicine box that was essential for field operations at the Seventh Research Institute.

“No problem then, leave it to me, I won’t let him wake up!” Estend said confidently. “But I have to make sure the lab door is locked tight, otherwise it will be troublesome if someone sees us.”

“Is there a way to separate them?” Samuel asked.

“Huh? I don’t specialize in the study of consciousness,” Estend said, stroking his chin. “If that Yapool doesn’t want to come out, it can’t be separated.”

"Then, take a look at this."

Samuel handed him another object he had been holding onto, which he had found in Kawashima's dormitory. It had a familiar outer shell with markings and was clearly a creation of the Yapools.

Eistend scratched his head, looked at it from all angles, and finally found a depression that seemed to be the key to opening it.

“It would be troublesome if it were a device to release monsters,” Estend said, hesitant to open it. “We’ll have to try it in an open area.”

“Then let’s go to outer space,” Samuel said.