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

As for other things, we'll find out someday.

It was only then that Camilla began to properly examine the house.

The house is large, but somewhat monotonous.

The house is very clean, but it just feels lifeless!

The furnishings were very simple, with nothing but the essential furniture.

Daigo once complained that Zhang Mo's place was too monotonous and lifeless, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

There was nothing he could do; Zhang Mo lived alone and would occasionally travel to other universes.

Most of the time when I come back, this place is covered in dust!

I don't actually live here often; the most frequently used piece of furniture is the dining table.

Because he's a foodie!

The dining table is needed at any time.

Zhang Mo stared blankly as the other person walked around his house, looking him over.

"Why haven't Camilla and the others left yet? They've learned about Tiga's situation and told them what needed to be told. Shouldn't they be leaving by now?"

Zhang Mo pondered to himself, after all, in his mind he had no connection with the other three.

Tiga's regrets and remorse were gone, and these three people were no longer of much concern to him.

Moreover, the misunderstanding between Camilla and the other two and Tiga is gone!

He should have parted ways with Camilla and the other two!

"Shouldn't the three of them investigate Tiga's affairs and then try to avenge him?"

Zhang Mo stared blankly at Camilla as she paced back and forth in her house.

Although she is very beautiful, she is Ultraman Tiga's wife, and has little to do with me.

He didn't understand what the other person wanted to do.

The reason I took action before was purely due to the lingering instincts and regrets of Tiga.

Otherwise, he would already have Camilla and the other two's cards in his possession!

"Your place is so monotonous!"

Camilla remarked, looking at the decor.

"We're not staying here permanently, there's no need to make things so complicated!"

Zhang Mo shook his head, not understanding why Camilla was concerned about these things.

In his mind, Camilla and the others should leave immediately!

Instead of focusing on whether your place is monotonous or not.

As if sensing the distance in Zhang Mo's tone, Camilla looked at him and said, "What, you don't welcome me?"

Zhang Mo didn't know how to answer for a moment!

He couldn't possibly tell you that you should leave!

"No, you're welcome!"

Zhang Mo shook his head again.

Camilla, seeing Zhang Mo looking bewildered, suddenly came up to him.

Zhang Mo was stunned when he saw Camilla almost pressed against him, and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.

Camilla's face and Zhang Mo's face were very close together.

Zhang Mo could even feel the other person's hot breath.

call out!

Zhang Mo's face turned red instantly!

He stared blankly at the stunningly beautiful face before him, unsure of what to do.

Hitler and Darram left long ago, refusing to be third wheels!

After a long while, Camilla finally retreated, and Zhang Mo was finally able to catch his breath.

Looking at Zhang Mo, Camilla found it quite amusing. She smiled gently and said, "I think you're missing a mistress here!"

Camilla's words were startling; Zhang Mo spat out the water he had just drunk.

"This kind of joke is not to be taken!"

Zhang Mo suppressed his inner shock.

At that moment, he desperately hoped that the other person was just joking.

"Camilla..."

Zhang Mo was about to say something more when Camilla interrupted him.

"Come with me out to buy some things later, so we can decorate our home nicely!"

Chapter 90 Free Labor

"Yes, send all of these here!"

Zhang Mo stared speechlessly at Camilla's frenzied shopping spree!

This woman brazenly occupied my house, and in just one week, the house was completely cleaned up.

Camilla replaced all the furniture in her house.

It's such a pity that the little bed I slept in for more than two years after I came into this world was thrown away just because the other person said it wasn't pretty.

Even though I don't live there often, I've developed a strong attachment to it!

"No, this can't go on. I have to pull myself together and protect my house."

Zhang Mo made up his mind.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Before Zhang Mo could even make his vow, Camilla dragged him off to pay the bill.

They also bought a bunch of flowers and plants, saying they wanted to bring more life to the house.

"I said, Camilla, is it really necessary to buy so much stuff, including all these flowers and plants!"

Zhang Mo muttered to himself.

Camilla glanced at the complaining Zhang Mo and chuckled, "A home should look like a home. What, you don't want to live with me?"

"No, no!"

Zhang Mo shook his head vigorously.

Camilla was speechless about the place Zhang Mo had lived in before. The whole house was so big, but there was only one bed and one bedside table in the bedroom.

There was no decent furniture, except for the fully equipped kitchen.

Oh, and there's a refrigerator, filled with all sorts of food.

Camilla smiled, took Zhang Mo's arm, and prepared to go back.

At this moment, Zhang Mo suddenly discovered free labor.

"Darram, do you feel a sense of foreboding?"

Hitler, who was carrying a bottle of wine, suddenly stopped and said something.

"Yes, it feels like we're being watched by some terrifying thing!"

Dharam's expression was grave.

Just then, a pair of hands suddenly landed on their shoulders.

Meanwhile, many shopping bags were hanging from her hands.

Hitler and Darram stiffly turned their heads, only to be met with a handsome face and a warm, welcoming smile.

"Boss!"

Hitler chuckled.

Zhang Mo and Camilla were about to go back when they suddenly spotted Hitler and Darrambha buying alcohol on the street.

I really don't know what these two have been through this past week. They suddenly became addicted to alcohol, and they're either drinking or on their way to drink all day long.

Zhang Mo tried his best to put on a friendly smile and said, "Here, help me take this!"

Before the two could speak, he handed the large and small bags to Hitler and Darramb.

Free labor, might as well use it.

……

Inside an underground laboratory, a giant Ultraman statue stands.

His appearance is somewhat similar to Tiga's, but he doesn't have Tiga's shoulder armor.

Looking at the enormous Ultraman statue in front of him, Yuji Tango revealed a fascinated smile.

It was like looking at a rare treasure.

With trembling hands, Yuji Tango gently stroked the Ultraman statue.

"Great! My plan to create an artificial Ultraman can finally be completed!"

His trembling voice revealed the excitement in Tango Yuji's heart at this moment.

No one knows how much effort he put into creating this Ultraman statue.

He gazed greedily at the stone statue before him; it was his most satisfying work.

He is about to become a god to mankind.

Meanwhile, the surface of the red ball in his hand became increasingly uneven, flashing with an eerie red light.