Land of Light: I am Supermodel Tiga, One-Punch King

"It's really hard to understand now that we were fooled by Zijra."

Zong Fang rubbed his wrist; it was sore from exercising for too long.

"Yes, it was just a beautiful dream, after all, it's an illusion, and it should be easy to get rid of it, but it was so difficult back then..."

Xincheng sighed, "It really feels like a dream."

"It's not a dream."

Reg chimed in, casually opening his phone to play a video, "Where is it? Where is it? Hehe..."

Seeing himself bent over, grinning foolishly as he searched for the phone, Xincheng suddenly stood up and reached for it.

Although I had seen it once before, that was before Qi Jie La Hua was eradicated, and I was in a daze, only feeling a little ashamed.

Seeing his own foolish appearance again, Xincheng felt like he was about to explode.

However, Shinjo clearly forgot the gap between himself and Reg. The moment he lunged forward, Reg grabbed him by the back of his uniform collar and lifted him up.

"Why are you so excited? Anyway, I've already seen everyone's videos before."

"What's with all this talk about flying, bodybuilding, and narcissism? It's all the same old stuff."

After helping Shinjo sit back down in his chair, Reg smiled broadly. "It seems Mayumi has never seen her brother like this before, has she?"

Swah——

Shinjo immediately bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle without hesitation: "I was too excited just now! Make sure Mayumi doesn't see this video!"

"Besides Mayumi, who else can do it?"

"Please don't let this get out!" Shinjo bowed again, but Reg quickly stopped him.

Okay, one more time and it'll be three bows.

I'm not dead yet.

"You don't want this video to get out, right? Speaking of which, I haven't eaten dinner yet tonight. 々."

Reg rubbed his stomach. "I heard there's Dongpo pork made by a chef from China tonight."

"No problem! I'll bring it to you right away!"

Xincheng's face lit up with a smile. After all, they were teammates. They had caught him red-handed, and all he wanted was a dish.

"What should I do for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

Reg scrolled through his phone screen, looking at several videos with a thoughtful expression.

"I know a breakfast shop where the braised salmon is really good."

Zongfang immediately wrapped his arms around Reg's neck, and held up two fingers with his other hand, "Two meals, how about deleting the video?"

"Hmph, let me tell you, I'll live off this secret for the rest of my life!"

"Deleting the video? Impossible!"

Reg held his head high, practically pointing it to the sky, looking incredibly proud and smug. "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Horii quickly asked.

“Unless we add another meal!” Reg held up one finger.

"One week!" Megumi Kijima generously held up one finger. "We'll cover your meals for a week!"

Reg fell into deep thought.

Besides myself, there are seven other members of the Victory Team. Each person eats three meals a day. What's the difference between this and a week's worth of meals?

Unless, of course, you eat four or five meals a day.

The evening passed quickly amidst the laughter and chatter of everyone in the command room.

Apart from a report from an astronomical observation center that a meteorite had fallen in Sagami Bay, there was nothing unusual.

However, the next morning, the command center received a message from the intelligence agency.

A photographer reported seeing a monster in Sagami Bay.

"It is very likely an extraterrestrial creature. We will begin an investigation centered on the locations where witnesses saw the monster."

Kijima immediately issued the order.

However, after Unit 2 took Munakata and Horii on a tour, dozens of advanced detection devices failed to find any anomalies.

Despite the photographer's insistence that he hadn't misread the image, Horii and Munakata believed that the photographer wouldn't lie.

After all, this photographer, Hoshino, is a celebrity.

But the machines couldn't detect the anomaly, and the two of them were helpless.

"There really was a monster! I still remember what it looked like!"

Hoshino shouted urgently.

The feeling of seeing something clearly but being unable to prove it, and then being doubted by others, is truly frustrating.

"In that case,"

Zongfang thought for a moment, then opened his wristwatch. "Headquarters, this is Horii. Could you please have Reg come here? The detection device on Unit 2 can't detect anything abnormal."

Horii: "?"

If you are Horii, then who am I?

"Okay, Horii, Shinjo, we're off right away!"

Reg's voice came through the watch, "I've already searched. There's a long-established pufferfish restaurant in Sagami Bay. Horii, remember to treat us!"

"Horii said there was no problem."

Zong Fang, without batting an eye, helped Horii agree.

Horii: "?"

Okay, okay, you're not even hiding your schemes from me now, are you?

However, Horii didn't mind. It was just a meal; the salaries and bonuses of the Victory team members were quite high.

Moreover, the team members often bring things or food for each other, which can be considered a reciprocal gesture.

Swah——

While the two men and their fellow workers waited, Sherlock's car descended from the sky, and two members of the New Town team got out.

The real new city team member got out of the driver's seat and looked at the tram next to him: "This is quite old."

Reg's gaze swept around, and he quickly spotted a monster, quite similar to a snail, hidden underground.

However, he didn't rush to explain the situation, but simply nodded to Zong Fang.

Munakata immediately told the people, including photographer Hoshino, to leave temporarily and go about their business.

"Hey, I was the first person to spot the monster, and I'm also a photographer!"

"Am I not even allowed to take a single photo?"

Hoshino protested vehemently, "I'll leave as soon as I get the photos, I won't delay your operations!"

"Because we're not sure when we'll find the monster, we can't keep you following along and wasting time, right?"

Reg smiled and said, "Besides, the monster is very large, so even if we don't allow it, you can still take pictures."

"Okay, what you said makes a lot of sense."

Although Reg did not use his telekinesis, photographer Hoshino subconsciously obeyed Reg's words, turned around reluctantly, got on his bicycle, and left.

After the crowd left, Reg led Munakata, Shinjo, and Horii to a railway track.

"Hey, wanna come out and talk?"

Reg tapped on the rails, his voice imbued with psychic power.

beep--

Like the sound of a tram horn, two spheres suddenly rose from the smooth rails.

After shaking for a while, two tentacles with blue eyeballs at the top suddenly stood up from the rails.

"hiss!"

Shinjo was startled by the sudden turn of events and quickly hid behind Horii.

"Is this the monster that Hoshino saw? It doesn't look very big, and it's not hostile?"

Zong Fang remained quite calm, observing only the size of the two tentacles and the distance between the rails.

This monster is at most a few meters in size; it might be a baby monster.

"That sound is a tram horn, not your mother. You must have misheard, which is why you came to Earth."

Listening to the information from the snail's voice, Reg pointed to the tram next to him, "You don't know what a tram is? Anyway, that's not your mother, it looks completely different."

"Uh, what is the other person saying?"

Horii quickly leaned close to Reg's head and asked in a low voice.