Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

Behind the desk, a handsome American man with neatly combed hair, a slight stubble on his chin, and striking features crossed his arms and reported to the virtual screen in front of him.

"Bringing the existence of extraterrestrials to the forefront is exactly what we want."

"Only after humanity recognizes the existence of extraterrestrial life will our Star Cluster Council's intervention be appreciated."

"The order that follows chaos is what they value even more."

The translated audio came through the screen.

"Furthermore, to truly lead a backward and ignorant race like humans to evolve, the first step is to break their trust in Ultraman."

"Any race that trusts Ultraman is an inferior race. And now that Ultraman has been destroyed, to break humanity's trust in Ultraman, we need to create a new Ultraman first."

"We don't need to manage too much about Ultraman."

"No matter what they do, they are carrying out our plan."

The influence of the Ultra race from the Land of Light on cosmic civilizations cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

There are still many races in the universe who trust Ultraman, but these races are low-level civilizations that do not know what order is in the eyes of the Star Cluster Council.

However, the Star Cluster Council is different from the Ultra race, who do not know what order is. They will give these civilizations some opportunities and guide them towards higher civilizations.

"I see."

“Then… I will take advantage of this incident to get the Star Cluster Council involved.” The man, who was the head of the Star Cluster Council’s Japanese branch, nodded.

"Good work."

The connection was disconnected after the sound on the screen responded.

The man then dialed a number using a communicator.

......

A tall figure dressed in a black overcoat, looking like a secret agent, walked in.

The person's exposed skin was pale with black stripes, his face was clean, he had a slight smile, his teeth were sharp like a shark's, and his gait exuded an elegant and professional air.

“You called me, Ambassador.” He touched his right shoulder with his left arm, bowed slightly, and spoke in a clear voice tinged with a hint of weariness.

"Adado".

"I've read the report you submitted regarding the case involving the survivors of Igal."

“This incident needs to be handled differently than in the past,” the man said, leaning on his desk with his arms crossed, looking at the detective in front of him.

He then pushed the specific documents to the other side of his desk.

Upon seeing this, Adado stepped forward.

I picked up the document and glanced through it briefly.

He bowed again and said, "I will obey your orders."

"Tonight, I will make this concert an unforgettable event for humanity."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Wait, there's a guy infiltrated into the Kurt team whose information Ed has been deliberately kept from him."

"To ensure the success of the operation, you will need to bring additional combat forces with you for this mission."

The man then handed a string of numbers to Adado.

Adado accepted it, nodded again, and left.

......

The underground parking lot at the Cottbus base.

"You two are both ready."

Natsuki, dressed in simple armor, arrived at the transport vehicle that was about to depart. Seeing that Moroboshi Dan and Shinjiro were already sitting in the carriage, she greeted them.

"Mr. Natsuki, what are you wearing...?" Shinjiro turned his head when he heard the voice, and asked in confusion when he saw the red and silver armor on Natsuki's body.

Did Uncle Ide also make a suit of armor for Mr. Natsuki?

In such a short period of time?

"This armor is different from both of yours."

"There was almost no improvement in combat effectiveness; at most, they equipped me with a weapon."

With a silver-gray spear in her left hand and a helmet in her right, Natsuki climbed onto the transport vehicle and explained to Shinjiro.

His armor didn't have any built-in systems or anything; it was practically just a combat uniform with a fancy design, only slightly better than the one he wore before.

The design is based on Shinjiro's outfit, with slight differences in the distribution of red armor. It is taller overall, with longer limbs, and the helmet visor position looks softer than Shinjiro's.

"Ed hopes that I can also act outside in the name of 'Ultraman'."

“And since this operation is taking place on stage, we naturally need to dress up a bit.” As Xia Shu spoke, he folded up the silver-gray spear with a cross-shaped end and hung it at his waist.

This mission is completely different from the previous ones.

The existence of aliens is now known to the public. Another goal of the three of them in this mission is to let people know that there is more than one Ultraman.

"I see..." Shinjiro nodded blankly after hearing this.

And when he doesn't know what to think about.

Natsuki then handed him a pink ticket.

He laughed and said, "They invited us to a concert, how could you forget the tickets in the dressing room?"

"We dressed up to support them."

Not long ago, Jack obtained a crucial clue.

They've located the suspect inside the concert venue. He's definitely a die-hard fan of Rena Sayama and might do something outrageous during the concert. They need to capture him before he causes any chaos.

This incident involves more than just aliens.

"We...shouldn't we need to go through the main entrance?" Shinjiro asked, taking the ticket from Natsuki with a hint of hesitation.

They walked through the fan passage dressed like that...isn't that a bit too embarrassing?

"Why don't you leave if you have a ticket?"

“Of course, Moroboshi is an exception.” Natsuki said with a smile, looking at the empty Moroboshi Bullet in his hand.

Moroboshi Dan crossed his arms, ignored him, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Listen up, Shinjiro."

"As Ultraman, we must also have the determination to protect the dreams of others."

As the transport vehicle departed, Natsuki looked into Shinjiro's eyes and said earnestly.

Chapter 396 Stage Opening

"Senior, wasn't that alien already eliminated by the Science Patrol?"

On the highway, a police car is driving towards Bunkyo Ward in Tokyo.

Officer Kurata, gripping the steering wheel, asked Officer Endo, who was in the passenger seat.

"But the aliens that were destroyed yesterday are definitely not the real culprits in this incident."

"At most, he's like an accomplice."

"That short alien we were chasing hasn't shown up yet," said Yosuke Endo, arms crossed, gazing at the relatively peaceful street scene with a frown.

Tonight is an important concert for his daughter.

Because of Rena Sayama's recent active comments on Ultraman on social media, more people have come to pay attention to her. Her agency took advantage of this popularity and quickly moved her concert forward by a few days. Even government officials have come forward to support her activities, wanting her to promote the existence of Ultraman at the concert.

"The Tokyo Dome... they really have money to burn." Yosuke Endo remarked, looking at the massive stadium in the distance.

To promote Ultraman, they even spent a lot of money to book the Tokyo Dome stadium specifically for Rena Sayama's concert.

In Yosuke Endo's eyes, his daughter had been drawn into the center of this vortex.

Someone is pushing for the existence of Ultraman, while at the same time, there are aliens in this incident who could threaten the life of his daughter.

Without a doubt, the father and daughter were just insignificant ordinary people in this huge vortex, and either side could easily take their lives.

Her own daughter just happened to be caught up in this wave of popularity and was being exploited.

His intuition as a criminal investigator kept reminding him that this incident might just be a small warm-up for a fierce storm to come, and that the confrontation between these behind-the-scenes figures would only intensify.

'And trustworthy people...'

'Are they the Science Patrol members wearing Ultraman armor?'

Or is it... him?

Yosuke Endo closed his eyes, the image that kept flashing through his mind was that of the figure who had saved him from the crisis last night.

That figure... overlapped with another towering figure in his mind, making it difficult for him to distinguish between fantasy and reality for a moment.

After we dealt with that alien yesterday, he left with the person wearing Ultraman armor.

I don't know if they will show up again today.

......

The dressing room backstage at Tokyo Dome.

"There are so many people here today!"

"Riding this wave of popularity, your personal brand value will definitely surpass that of all top-tier celebrities!"

The assistant, dressed in a suit, walked into the dressing room, clutching her phone, and excitedly spoke to Rena Sayama.

In addition to Rena Sayama's large existing fanbase, many television media outlets and casual fans who came for Ultraman were also present today.

In the promotional material for the event, the official announcement subtly hinted that Ultraman would be making an appearance today.

If we're talking about who has the most fans on this planet...

Even looking at the entire world, there is no idol that can compare to the name Ultraman. This is a planet that was saved by Ultraman forty years ago.

The stadium, covering an area of ​​47000 square meters, was packed to capacity, with even the stands filled with spectators, which speaks volumes.