I, Dark Tiga, began my 30 million-year slumber.

Zhang Mo quietly walked over, and Camilla turned around just in time to see Zhang Mo returning.

"You're back!"

Camilla looked at Zhang Mo with surprise.

"My dear wife, it's been so long!"

"This is a wild little monster I found outside, it's for you!"

Zhang Mo smiled gently at Camilla and raised the mini Eleking in his hand.

Eleking: I hate eating dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing romantic relationships), and I hate people who have no boundaries!

Camilla's gaze was instantly drawn to this miniature version of Eleking.

He then handed the spatula to Zhang Mo and disappeared instantly with Eleking.

"I'm being ignored!"

Zhang Mo was speechless for a moment, then smiled calmly and went into the kitchen to prepare to show off his skills.

At this moment, Camilla came to Zhang Mo and gently placed a kiss on his lips.

Then he drifted away.

Zhang Mo gently touched the kiss mark, smiled calmly, and then turned her gaze to the kitchen.

I never expected that the first thing I would do when I got back would be to cook!

"I am an old man from the old era, an old man who has lived for thirty million years and has been forgotten~"

Zhang Mo hummed a little tune as he entered the kitchen, ready to show off his skills!

Zhang Mo quickly prepared a large table of dishes.

Shortly afterward, the two finished their meal.

Zhang Mo and Camilla sat under the starry sky by the garden, and Camilla gently rested her head on Zhang Mo's shoulder.

The two looked up at the starry sky!

A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling the girl's hair and stirring the emotions of her lover beside her.

A thousand words were finally exchanged in a smile, and in their sparkling eyes was a longing that transcended endless time and space!

Chapter 127 The Down-on-His-Luck Yuuji Tango

"Why can even monsters walk openly in the street, while I can only be like a rat crossing the street, hated and beaten by everyone!"

Inside an abandoned factory, Yuji Tango roared angrily.

After he transformed into Ultraman and attacked humans, TPC executives quickly tracked him down.

So he was wanted by the TPC, and there was nowhere for him to hide on Earth.

Thus began his journey as a fugitive.

Just as he was getting angry, the red ball fell out of his pocket.

Looking at the red ball, Yuji Tango's eyes rekindled with hope.

"Red Ball, help me change my appearance and give me a new identity."

As if grasping at a straw, Tango Yuji made a wish towards the red ball.

A faint red glow enveloped Tango Yuji, and the next moment Tango Yuji appeared inside a villa.

At this time, his appearance had changed drastically, and he looked every bit the successful person.

At the same time, information about his current identity appeared in his mind.

His name is Zhui Feng Er Gou. He lost both his parents, inherited a factory, and struggled alone for many years. After experiencing the harsh realities of society, he finally chose to give up.

Now he lives off the inheritance left by his parents, just waiting to die.

He was even tricked by unscrupulous merchants into buying a burial plot for himself early on, just waiting to spend all the money before lying down in it.

Looking at this information, Tango Yuji was speechless. What kind of ridiculous identity did this damn red ball give him?

He, a brilliant scientist who successfully created an artificial Ultraman, has turned into a good-for-nothing who just loafs around and waits to die.

Although the Red Ball deserves some credit for creating the artificial Ultraman, isn't the Red Ball its own? Why distinguish between "yours" and "mine"?

This is hardly the treatment a genius should receive!

"I'm a genius, and you've given me this kind of identity?"

Tango Yuji stared in disbelief at the red ball in his hand.

"Look at you, my demands aren't high at all. I could barely accept being made a president or prime minister of a country, but to be a good-for-nothing who just loafs around and waits to die!"

Yuji Tango is still struggling with his identity.

"If you don't want it, I'll put you back to your original form!"

The red ball conveyed its will to Yuji Tango.

Upon hearing this, Tango Yuji immediately fell silent; he didn't want to be reduced to his original form and become a rat that everyone wanted to kill again.

Soon, Tango Yuji, who had gotten used to his new identity, looked at the red ball in his hand.

"Humans, you have given up the opportunity to evolve. You have betrayed the gods who could have guided your evolution. You will have to bear the wrath of the gods for this!"

"Tango Yuuji said in a sinister tone."

He, Tango Yuji, decided to abandon these ignorant humans.

From this moment forward, he will not be the god who guides human evolution, but the god who brings destruction and calamity.

……

Victory Team.

Everyone looked at the new member who had joined their Victory Team.

After negotiations with the Baltans, the Baltans finally left Earth with their children and embarked on a new journey to find a new home.

However, in the end, the Baltan alien used the technology of his former planet as a condition, and Earth ultimately decided to keep two of the Baltan alien's children in order to prevent the Baltan race from becoming extinct should they not be able to find a suitable home.

Earth also provided the coordinates of three planets with similar environments to Earth that the Baltans had previously detected.

The exchange between the two sides was very pleasant!

Of course, to prevent Earthlings from discarding them after they've served their purpose, those technological theories were sealed in the minds of the two little Baltan aliens using special methods.

This technology will not be made available to Earthlings until the two little Balians are unable to protect themselves.

However, the human side is very understanding, after all, there needs to be some kind of protection.

As expected, the two young Baltan aliens were eventually assigned to the Victory Team.

"Ugh, I feel like this place is turning into a monster containment facility!"

Digging well, looking at the four monsters here, laughed.

Red King now sits there all day like an old man, always holding a roasted beef leg, or sometimes a roasted lamb leg.

Bemstein's mouth watered every day because of his cravings.

Every time Bemstar went to the kitchen looking for food, he would be told by the kitchen staff that the roast lamb leg or roast beef leg had been eaten by Red King, or that Red King had taken the last one.

Bemstein has been following Red King around like a shadow lately.

This Red King is also very stingy when it comes to food!

Bemstein has now changed his plan to win favor to a plan to grab food.

It's easy to imagine the immense sacrifices Bemstein made.

Of course, the main reason is that he can't beat Red King!

The two little Baltan aliens looked timidly at the members of the Victory Team.

They were especially wary of Red King and Bemstein.

"These two little guys are very wary!"

Lina stepped forward and looked at the two little Baltan aliens.

Upon seeing Lina approach, the two little Baltan aliens cautiously retreated.

"Lina, don't scare these two little ones!"

Daigo stepped forward and came to the two little ones.

When the two little Baltan aliens saw Daigo coming over, they approached him very affectionately.

They could feel a warm feeling from the person in front of them, and the energy within him made them feel comfortable.

"What? Am I that scary, Daigo?!"

Lina pouted and looked at Daigo.

"How could that be? Lina is so cute, it's just that these two little ones are shy!"

Daigo looked at Rena, who was on the verge of getting angry, and quickly said something.

If Lina gets angry and then cooks me a terrible meal, that would be really something.

Thinking back to the charcoal grilled black charcoal Lina made for me last time, it brings tears to my eyes!

Sure enough, Rena instantly cheered when she heard Daigo praise her.

It was just a pity for the other members of the GUTS team; they were discussing the monsters, but ended up being bombarded with displays of affection.

At that moment, the person sitting on the chair felt some liquid drip onto his clothes. Looking up, he saw that it was Bemstein's saliva again.

"Ah, my team uniform, this is the last one!"

The well collapsed and screamed.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Bemstein, on the other hand, pushed the well aside as if coaxing a child, indicating that the well should not disturb him as he tried to snatch the meat from Red King.