Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

Before Higashi Kotaro could react, a short sword flew over and pierced his heart.

"cough..."

"Varied......"

He lowered his head, feeling the passing of life, and his consciousness became somewhat blurred.

He instinctively staggered two steps forward before collapsing.

"damn it!"

"They actually smashed the reagent!"

Higashi Kotaro collapsed in the pile of reagents they had placed nearby, which enraged them, and they began to stomp on his body.

Kotaro Higashi, 180cm tall, 68kg, 26 years old

Chapter 422 The Lion Brothers

"The boss is summoning us."

The aliens who killed Higashi Kotaro talked amongst themselves as they walked toward the interior of the unknown machine, where their final wave of teleportation was ready.

"Ignore that guy."

"The body will not be teleported away."

"Hurry up."

While one alien was still debating whether to kick the human's corpse away, another alien simply grabbed his shoulder and carried him away.

Soon, under the cover of chaos in other parts of the alien town, their teleportation device activated, and the massive mechanical fortress left the alien town as if it had jumped through time and space.

In the corner, the broken reagents were flowing erratically.

Hot blood was flowing from Higashi Kotaro's body, constantly taking away his body heat.

And at that very moment.

When the reagent came into contact with the blood, the excellent compatibility caused all the reagent flowing on the ground to rush into the man's body.

A faint heartbeat resounded in the burning chest.

When the giant mechanical fortress activated its spatial teleportation, the "corpse" within the teleportation range also disappeared.

However, since they did not enter the fortress, they fell in a direction slightly off from their destination during the teleportation.

Are there any more injured people?!

"There are still wounded over there!"

On an alien street, personnel rescuing injured aliens are searching for trapped wounded people.

A figure came into the alley.

I saw some blood on the ground, as well as a broken empty test tube.

"There's nobody here!"

"Okay, let's find the next location!"

......

The ward at the Cottage base.

"Beidou... I didn't expect your injury to be so serious."

Shinjiro lay on bed number four, turned his head to look at Hokuto Seiji, who was wrapped up like a dumpling in bed number three, and said with a face full of sympathy.

His hands and feet were gone, leaving only his torso; it was truly a tragic sight.

He didn't know much about Hokuto Seiji. Their first formal meeting was during the battle with Ace Killer, whose crazy and violent fighting style left a lasting impression on him.

"This... is actually a childhood injury."

"The plane I was on was attacked by that assassin."

Hokuto Seiji scrambled twice on his sickbed, looked at Shinjiro, and explained.

He lost his limbs when he was very young, but Yabo's skills are excellent. The prosthetics they made for him are just like real ones, and he hasn't suffered too much from this problem over the years.

"Speaking of which, my senior and I went to the same school."

“I’m a first-year high school student,” Hokuto Seiji said, looking at the school uniform hanging next to Shinjiro’s hospital bed.

"What a coincidence." Shinjiro never expected that a small school could produce two Ultramen.

During their conversation.

The door to the ward opened, and Ed walked in, dressed in a black suit.

"It's so good to see that you're all alright."

Ed found a chair and sat down, his gaze sweeping over Natsuki in bed number one, Dan Moroboshi in bed number two, and Seiji Hokuto and Shinjiro in beds number three and four respectively.

They almost suffered heavy losses on this mission.

Each Ultraman has injuries of varying degrees.

"After you eliminated the ACE killer group, related criminal organizations that circulated human corpses on Earth were also discovered shortly afterward."

"The rest of the Cottage team has taken care of them all."

Ed relayed the latest intelligence to several key members.

With the most troublesome assassin group eliminated, what remains are some ordinary aliens, whose firepower, provided by the ordinary members of the Science Patrol, is sufficient to wipe them out.

"That's good."

"We overlooked too many things in this mission."

"If I hadn't been injured beforehand, I doubt those two kids would have gotten hurt either, which is why the Cottage team is now without any emergency response capabilities."

Wearing a hospital gown, Moroboshi Dan looked at his still-healing hand and said with a hint of self-reproach.

"There's nothing we can do about it."

“After all, we didn’t have much time at the time, and we needed to be wary of the enemy moving out in advance,” Ed comforted her.

"It's still my fault."

"If I were a little stronger..." Upon hearing these words, Shinjiro clenched his fists, realizing that he was the one who was the biggest hindrance.

He has the true genes of Ultraman flowing through his veins.

However, they only possess such limited strength and lack sufficient combat experience.

He should have been the most trustworthy person.

The result was that Mr. Natsuki and Mr. Moroboshi bore the brunt of the responsibility...

Hearing him say that, Hokuto Seisi also fell silent for a while.

He is even more immature than his senior, Shinjiro.

"Kid, you don't need to blame yourself for this."

"Although there are still many shortcomings, at least you did what you were supposed to do." Moroboshi Dan looked at Shinjiro and gave him a rare compliment, which surprised Shinjiro.

He looked at Ed.

"The new equipment for Seven Armor must be put on the agenda."

He was the captain of the Kurt team, and he couldn't accept having to rely on his teammates to handle special situations when carrying out missions.

When it comes to his determination to become stronger, he is more resolute than anyone else.

"I understand."

Ed looked at these outstanding team members who were gradually resembling Ultraman and nodded.

"I wonder when this bastard will wake up." Moroboshi Dan looked at Natsuki's number one bed. This guy was the most seriously injured and was still in a coma.

The Cottage team had tried all the makeshift medical methods, but the injuries were too severe, and they didn't know how to treat them.

Even if someone is carried to the operating table, it's no use once they're already in their coffin; their whole body is covered in wounds.

The most unreliable person did the most reliable thing, which is why Dan Moroboshi was in a hurry to upgrade his armor.

"meal..."

In the somber atmosphere of the ward, a faint voice came from Natsuki's mouth, her face blackened and wrapped up like a dumpling.

They didn't hear clearly at first.

"Food..."

It wasn't until the other party made a second sound that they suddenly realized that everyone except Hokuto Seiji, who couldn't move, got out of bed and went over.

"Give me...food..."

"Itsuki said in a dry voice."

"Hey, Ed, didn't you bring any food with you?" Upon hearing this, Dan Moroboshi, remembering Ed's special physique, quickly looked at him and asked.

When visiting someone in the hospital, it's customary to bring at least some fruit or something similar.

But he looked at Ed, who also looked at his empty hands.

Ed: "......"

It seems I still have a lot to learn about the etiquette of Earthlings.

......

Another part of the universe.

On another planet under the jurisdiction of the Star Cluster Council.

"I didn't mean to!"

"I didn't intend to offend the Star Cluster Council!"

Inside a strangely shaped high-rise building, a bizarre-looking alien slumped to the ground, backing away in terror.

Before him stood two men, their faces filled with murderous intent, one like a lion and the other like a tiger.