Ultraman: This Belial only wants to make money.

Chapter 93 Gods are but playthings in the palm of one's hand

"The entire Victory Team is mobilized!"

The Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 once again circled over Kuroro Island, but this time, the co-pilot was Horii instead of Daigo, and the atmosphere was not as relaxed and carefree as last time.

According to Mr. Jin, the 003 Sphere Falling Beast, Sirizan, is a bio-chemical bomb customized by a civilization in the universe. As long as it is thrown into enemy territory, even if it simply walks around, it will cause great environmental pollution.

It is inherently explosive, so it must not be bombarded with large-scale firepower. Therefore, many of the missiles and laser weapons on the Victory Flying Swallow No. 1 became mere decorations.

Fortunately, Mr. Jin also provided a solution in the email: low-temperature treatment. Cilizan's cells will lose activity and temporarily go into dormancy at low temperatures.

Therefore, the Victory Team urgently modified the Victory Flying Swallow, replacing the missiles with freeze bombs, hoping to delay Silizan as much as possible. If they could hold out for 24 hours, Mr. Kim would come with the modified Galactron to clean up the mess.

"However—the Victory Team, which protects the Earth, always relies on Mr. Kim to solve the mess. It's really frustrating—"

Shinjo sighed, "It's undeniable that Jin Yi has been a great help to the Victory Team since he came to Earth. Besides his job of eliminating the Sphia Falling Beast, he also relies on the information provided by Mr. Jin to fight against aliens."

The Abbas Trial and the Halloween miracle are outstanding examples. In addition, Mr. King also possesses a considerable amount of information about monsters. Every piece of information he provides can reduce civilian casualties and lighten the burden on the GUTS team, making his words invaluable.

Having such an ally is a great thing, but the ally's excessive power has greatly weakened TPC's functionality. This alien ally's help is like sending charcoal in snowy weather, but the charcoal is too strong, making TPC seem superfluous.

There were also voices within TPC asking, "Are we relying too much on Mr. Kim?" But who can refuse Mr. Kim's help?

Allies should be equal. I truly hope that one day, we humans can protect our planet with our own hands, without relying on the power of others.

Victory Swallow 1 has arrived over Cyrizan. Cyrizan is very slow to react, just as the email described it as "Zombie Monster". It is completely unaware of the uninvited guest flying overhead and is still staggering along the beach.

"Excellent—a perfect opportunity."

Xincheng pressed the release button, and several heavy bombs, gleaming with a cold light, detached from the ammunition compartment and plummeted straight to the ground under the pull of gravity.

The bomb exploded with a deafening roar as it approached directly overhead!

Pale fireworks bloomed in the sky, and thick white fog rose, containing hundreds of kilograms of quick-freezing liquid that poured over Silizan's head, slowly dripping down his skin and freezing into white icicles in seconds.

"Great! It's working!"

Digging a well nodded, quite satisfied with his invention.

The hastily developed freezing bombs could hardly achieve the low temperatures required by Mr. Kim in his email, but the well-dug works still achieved remarkable results.

The monster Silizan's head was completely covered in ice and snow, like it was wearing a white helmet. It walked with difficulty on the beach, its steps unsteady, like an old man.

The rotting body was already slow to move, and with the added effect of the low temperature, the freeze bomb, while not completely stopping the monster's movements, reduced its mobility to the extreme.

"At this pace, it will take about an hour to reach the residential area, so there's plenty of time."

Ace pilot Shinjo estimates the speed of the monster's movements. In addition to eliminating the monster, protecting the people is also the duty of the GUTS team.

"Captain, how's the situation over there? Have all the island's residents been evacuated?"

The new town contacted the neighborhood's community leader via radio.

"No, New City team members, the situation here is far from ideal."

Captain Megumi's voice was bitter as she looked at the chaotic scene with a troubled expression. In her line of sight, Deputy Captain Munakata was trying his best to maintain order, but it was not very effective. His fierce gaze and stern words did not frighten the elderly people at all.

Megumi thought this would be an easy job, but in Boss Jin's description, Sirizan was a zombie monster whose brain had rotted away and whose activity was sustained only by the remnants of his nerves.

Therefore, this monster has very low physical destructive power, and its route is a simple and easy-to-understand straight line that runs across Kyuroro Island and only passes through one residential area, so the workload should be very small.

But Izumi hadn't expected that this last remaining residential area would cause such a big problem, because all the people living in this dilapidated neighborhood were elderly people who couldn't bear to leave their hometown.

As we all know, the elderly and children are the two most difficult creatures to deal with in the world. They are stubborn and once they have made up their minds about something, it is very difficult to reason with them. Izumi's mother-in-law is such a stubborn person, and Izumi knows this all too well.

In recent years, the presence of Lanmeng Company on Jiuliangliang Island has boosted the island's economy, making the islanders wealthier. The newly affluent islanders have moved into new residential communities developed by Lanmeng Company, boasting beautiful environments, convenient transportation, and a high quality of life.

Most of the original residential areas are vacant and sparsely populated, with only stubborn old people cursing Lanmeng Company, rejecting the good life that is right in front of them, and resolutely refusing to leave their old houses.

The original plan was to evacuate them to the refuge kindly provided by the Blue Dream Company. The monster's path would traverse the island, and the Blue Dream Company, built by the sea, would not be affected at all.

However—these elderly people have always been quite prejudiced against Blue Dream Company. The monster's body was blocked by the mountain and could not be seen for a while. Some elderly people simply did not believe the Victory Team's explanation and thought they were swindlers hired by Blue Dream Company. Some elderly people simply locked their doors and lay down on the bed to sleep.

"What monster? That's utter nonsense!"

Deputy Captain Zongfang and the others tried their best to explain, but less than half of them managed to get on the Ultraman Tiga Foundation's truck.

The time gained through the freezing operation was wasted second by second, until someone smelled the stench emanating from the wind—

The monster Silizan, with its short but firm steps, is crushing the first house in the residential area; thankfully, it was an empty house.

Facts speak louder than words. Zongfang used a thousand words, but they were no match for the monster's gaze. The elderly people who were just moments before red-faced and cursing loudly suddenly collapsed to the ground, terrified, the moment the monster appeared, as if all their strength had been drained away.

The monster's movement speed, though slow, was only equivalent to its massive size. A normal adult male would need to sprint at full speed to outrun it, let alone these elderly people—

"Help us! Aren't you the GUTS team?!"

Sichuan opera face-changing transcends race; the victorious team, whom the old man called swindlers just minutes before, suddenly becomes the glorious savior—a truly brilliant irony.

But no matter how many kind words they said, it was useless. Megumi and Munakata were powerless to help. They were human, not superhumans. There were conservatively estimated to be over a hundred elderly people stranded in this residential area, and they were powerless to do anything about it.

After recognizing reality, some elderly people began to curse and swear; some gave up all hope and lay paralyzed on the ground waiting to die; and some recalled their ancient beliefs and began to chant, "Great guardian deity of Jiuliang Island, Gakuma—we are your people, we beseech you to show mercy—"

However, no matter what they said or did, they could not stop the monster's steps. Silizan continued to move forward with slow but firm steps, and the ice spikes on his body fell off like water droplets.

"Damn it—it's a residential area!"

Shinjo gritted his teeth, utterly helpless against the monster. The modified Victory Swallow 1 had no other means of attack; the heavy freeze bombs couldn't be released in the residential area at all, because before being crushed into mincemeat by the monster, the ultra-low temperature of the freeze bombs would freeze everyone in the residential area into lifelike ice sculptures, making them even more lethal than the monster.

"Is there really no other way?"

Most of the people in the arena had closed their eyes in despair, and only the sound of prayers to Gakuma continued to echo.

"It's time."

On a distant mountain peak, someone witnessed the entire farce.

The Victory Swallow 1, soaring in the sky, was focused entirely on Silizan and did not notice the person in the bushes. Even if it had, it would probably have just thought of him as an ordinary mountaineer.

Despite the monster being so close and the stench so overwhelming, the man showed no fear of it, his gaze instead fixed on the elderly people in the residential area who were behaving in a disgusting manner.

"Brilliant! Boss, you're right. The ignorant masses don't need the truth—they only need faith."

Even if the so-called god is a fake.

The climber sighed, then turned his gaze back to the advancing monster, his eyes filled with disgust.

This was his masterpiece, and also the one he hated the most. Over three days, his body was almost completely marinated by Silizan. Even with tons of fragrance, a faint odor still emanated from his body.

Generally speaking, creators are emotionally invested in their works, but Mavis didn't even want to look at such a work. Destroy it; there was no need to keep it at all!

"Jakuma!"

Mavis used infrasound, which is inaudible to humans, to issue commands to Gakuma, who was hidden in the mountainside.

The last hope of the elderly, the ancient legends circulating among the islanders, the guardian deity of Jiuliangliang Island, Gakuma—is nothing more than a plaything in the hands of the Blue Dream Company.

"Go protect your followers, go perform, Guardian God Gakuma—make these followers...their most loyal asset to our Blue Dream Company."

The mountain beneath their feet began to tremble, a response to the command. Mavis was quite pleased with this and, showing great compassion, addressed the hungry Gakuma cubs.

"I'm not an unfeeling person. After it's all done, you'll meet your wonderful husband and enjoy some sweet time together!"

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