Ultraman grunts? Call me Space Policeman outside!

"The Land of Light in another universe... I'm really curious about it." After hearing what Natsuki said, Ed was shocked and also very eager to meet those Ultra Warriors.

When talking about those soldiers, Natsuki seemed quite proud.

"I have heard a little about the universe blockade."

"I will investigate further in the next few days, but it may take a few days to do so in order to avoid Damd's sight."

I will get back to you as soon as possible.

Ed knew this would be the key to their victory, so he naturally had to do his best and promised Natsuki.

"Then please."

"Before we take action, I'm going to give these guys a real training session."

Xia Shu nodded to Ed, then turned around and looked at the group of soldiers in the conference room.

"If you want to confront the core of Zetton and participate in the subsequent operations, your current strength is far from enough."

"I will give you special training as Ultraman."

"Be prepared."

Special training is essential to temporarily boost their strength.

Of course, this was definitely not the Jeep training that Seven came up with on a whim, but a serious and meticulous training program.

"No matter how hard it is, I will not give up!" Shinjiro replied decisively.

Now that he has become Ultraman, he must do what Ultraman is supposed to do. He put aside his dissatisfaction with his father's arrangements for the time being. At least Mr. Natsuki has guided him to find the meaning of this power, and even the meaning of his own life.

All the soldiers were full of energy.

"Alright, once I recruit the last person, the training will officially begin." Xia Shu looked at them and nodded with a smile.

......

The Museum of Light, on the first floor of the Science Patrol base.

"Hand over Ultraman!"

"Is that Ultraman in the Science Patrol?!"

"I saw it, Ultraman was transformed from a man."

"Hand him over!"

"Otherwise, none of us will survive!"

Because the Pedan aliens hijacked the satellite, the footage of the battle in New York was broadcast to the whole world. Now everyone knows that Ultraman is in the Science Patrol, and that he is actually a Science Patrol member in disguise.

So those who wanted the Science Patrol to hand over Ultraman gathered in front of the Science Patrol base and staged a loud demonstration.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively so early in the morning."

"These people are really energetic," Xia Shu said with a sigh, standing in front of the second-floor railing inside the memorial hall and looking at the entrance through the glass.

Not to mention a bunch of young people, a bunch of elderly people also left their wheelchairs behind to protest.

I don't know who instructed them.

“Um...Mr. Natsuki.”

"Don't you feel sad?" Shinjiro stood next to Natsuki, looking at the signs held up by the people, the bloody words on them making his heart ache.

If he had to go through all that, he probably would have become depressed.

But he couldn't understand why Mr. Natsuki seemed completely unaffected, and even waved to them.

Several people who were so angry that they fainted upon seeing him like this.

No.

"I still feel the emotion of people cheering for me during the last battle."

"Shinjiro, we must never lose faith in an entire race because of the actions of a few people."

"It's impossible to truly love humanity if you don't accept both the positive and negative aspects of human beings. This is something a brother of mine told me."

"There are indeed many malicious people among humanity, but this also makes those kind people all the more precious."

"I can say now that I love humans, and I won't let that feeling fade because of them." Natsuki turned to look at Shinjiro, a smile on her lips, and said with utmost sincerity.

I walked towards the elevator.

"Alright, it's almost time."

"That person should have arrived by now."

"Ah... okay."

"Who will be the new teammates?"

"You know him."

"I know him?"

"Yes, your teacher."

Chapter 457 The one who is loved also harbors the same love.

"Teacher refers to..."

Following Natsuki to the Science Patrol rooftop, Shinjiro looked up amidst the hum of the helicopter engine and propellers, staring blankly at the black transport helicopter.

As the helicopter landed, a man dressed in casual clothes with a strong scholarly air stepped out and looked at the two people waiting for him on the rooftop, his eyes showing considerable surprise and shock.

"I really didn't expect that."

“My student, and his older brother, are actually Ultraman.” Yagi Takeshi looked at Natsuki and Shinjiro with a complicated expression. He remembered that Natsuki had attended Shinjiro’s parent-teacher conference on behalf of Hayata.

His alien identity was exposed during the school attack, and given the current sensitive time, he can no longer teach as a teacher.

Just when he was wondering where the road ahead would lead, he suddenly received a phone call from an unknown number, inviting him to the Kurt team's base.

"Welcome to the Kurt Team, Mr. Takeshi Yagami."

Natsuki walked forward with a smile and shook hands with Ya.

"It really is Takeshi Yagami-sensei..."

"The school I attended was really quite special," Shinjiro remarked, looking at Yato Takeshi's face.

This small high school not only produced two Ultramen, him and Beidou, but even their teacher was an alien, and... he will most likely become an Ultraman in the future.

......

"Regarding the current discussions about the Zettonians, do you think we should hand over Ultraman?"

On a street in Tokyo, a female presenter facing a camera hands the microphone to a man who looks to be around forty years old.

"Is there even a need to ask this question?"

"Ultraman just helped us eliminate the invaders, and then a Zetton alien appeared and said some things to smear Ultraman. I think that guy is an invader too."

"Giving up Ultraman is such a stupid thing; only idiots who believe everything they hear would do that."

The middle-aged man thought of the people who marched at the Kurt team's base and said with a look of disgust.

"I saw Ultraman when I was a child. Ultraman must have appeared to save humanity."

"If you ask me, if we really hand over Ultraman, then humanity is truly doomed."

After saying that, the man waved his hand, not wanting to say any more.

"Thank you for accepting the interview."

Seeing this, the female host wisely put away her microphone and looked for her next target on the street.

She found her target, handed the microphone to a man in his thirties wearing a gold chain, and asked the same question.

This time, however, the response was completely different.

"Of course we have to hand it over."

"Didn't you see that Zettonian extinguish the sun with a single wave of his hand? That kind of power... even Ultraman couldn't do that."

"Ultraman prides himself on being a hero, well... heroes always have to make some self-sacrifices."

"If sacrificing one Ultraman can save all of humanity, wouldn't that be a worthwhile deal?"

"I haven't spent all my money yet, I need to live a few more years."

This "successful person" spoke his true thoughts without any reservations. He said that it didn't matter to him whether Ultraman existed or not, as long as it didn't affect him.

Thank you for accepting the interview...

"You bastard!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from not far away.

"It's because of guys like you that human society is such a mess!"

"Wait, please don't use violence!"

"Ah! Are you crazy?!"

Just as the host was about to end the interview, the middle-aged man who had been interviewed earlier seemed to have heard the subsequent interviews. He grabbed a stool from the street and rushed over, pretending to smash the gold-chained man's head with the stool.

The scene became extremely chaotic, and the host tried to intervene, but to no avail, and the two immediately began to wrestle.

"Call the police immediately!"

The man in the gold chain had no idea where the other man got the strength from, as he was pinned to the ground and brutally beaten. He hurriedly cried for help.

"Cut it off quickly!"

"Stop broadcasting!"

The female host noticed that the camera lights were still on and quickly reminded the cameraman.

......

Inside the lounge of the Metropolitan Opera in New York.

"So many people are actually thinking about handing over Ultraman."

"real..."