Great, we're doomed now!

"Hero?" the little girl murmured. "Is there any difference?"

"God is transcendent, but everyone can become a hero; all it takes is taking one step."

Ye Shou turned around and forcefully pulled open the metal buckle, all his muscles working together, and pale golden ripples spread slightly across his skin.

"God may fail, but heroes will rise again!"

Chapter 230 Tell me, is this Ultraman or not?

The ancient inhabitants, dressed primarily in white robes, were carrying large and small bags of supplies onto the spaceship. In addition to their personal belongings, the shelter also contained precious energy resources, enough to support the life support system.

Thanks to the special effects of the Zijera essence, they do not need to carry a lot of food or establish a closed ecosystem on the spaceship. As long as a certain number of Zijera are maintained in the plantation, they can survive in a long-term dormant state.

Of course, this also has its limits, because the "roots" of Zijella are still on Earth. After several generations of reproduction in the universe, it will gradually degenerate and lose its magical effects.

To save Zigela, they cannot stray too far from the solar system. They must return to Earth periodically to collect native soil and water to re-cultivate Zigela into an "ancient species."

—They don't know this yet; they're all dreaming of leaving the solar system and finding a new home in the universe.

However, Ye Shou knew that the remnants had not revived their civilization, and even 30 million years later, they were still subject to the control of Qijera...

Escaping is not a sin, giving up out of despair is understandable, and succumbing to reality is common.

However, fate marks a price for every choice, and it is destined to be paid.

A moment of weakness may become a shackle that you can never escape!

rumbling...

Every now and then, survivors would stop and look curiously in the other direction.

Amidst the ant-like flow of people, only one person stood out as an outsider: Ye Shou.

He was also moving things, and he was wearing power armor. Each trip involved large items that theoretically required engineering vehicles to transport, which he placed neatly on an open space by himself.

A closer look reveals that when moving certain irregular objects, golden ripples sweep across the surface, supporting the object's structure. This allows the person to lift the object like Superman catching an airplane, preventing the object from being torn apart by its own weight.

Ye Shou had his eye on the advanced weapons from the ancient times. In addition to collecting the memory media containing relevant technical data, he also disassembled some of the weapons, preparing to take actual samples back for reference.

Although ancient civilizations possessing these things still perished, the reasons are multifaceted. Objectively speaking, the performance of these devices far surpasses what TPC has currently developed.

Ye Shou sorted and coded them one by one, then took out a Hyper Light Gun, and deliberately removed the energy magazine from it, replacing it with a special item with a purple coating.

hum~

A diffuse beam of light enveloped the "container" in front of Ye Shou, and to the astonishment of the ancient people, the massive parts were instantly shrunk and then disappeared.

Ye Shou was not surprised at all. He flipped his palm and laid the Hyper gun flat. He gently pushed it on a counterweight behind the stock. Through the small transparent window, he could see the miniature fighter engine inside.

Nodding, Ye Shou removed the counterweight and replaced it with a new one—codenamed "Storage Room"—before firing a scattered beam of light at the next batch of parts.

This is a magical gadget developed by Horii and his friend "Ryosuke Sanada". Simply put, it transfers the shrinking beam of the Crowman to the Hyper Gun.

However, due to a lack of materials, it was impossible to manufacture more shrinking rays, so they could only use captured spoils. The quantity was not large, and a portion had to be allocated to scientific research. In fact, they were not actually deployed within the TPC.

For Ye Shou, there were no resources he couldn't allocate, so even under such tense circumstances, he still managed to obtain several special magazines and also had Horii make him a portable "reversal device," which was a tool to turn shrunken objects back to their original size.

This is naturally very useful in actual combat, although it is generally ineffective against monsters—Obik claims that although they may be affected, they cannot be suppressed for long, and they can recover to their original state as long as they spend time accumulating power.

However, it has immense strategic value for Ye Shou:

This can be seen from the "【Bayeli】1/30 model" he posted in his personal space.

He can now take out a complete Gundam and enter battle at any time, without needing to assemble it on-site!

...The only drawback is that the current [Bayeri] is not in perfect condition.

After discovering the alien demon Chalija, Ye Shou set up traps and made multiple contingency plans. Even if the demon didn't fall for the trap, he would try his best to control the intensity of the battle. But after all, it was an intelligent enemy, unlike monsters that relied solely on brute force. He couldn't be too confident.

Therefore, Ye Shou was also prepared for the possibility that "all plans would fail and the original plot would continue."

If, by some chance, I were transported back to 1965, in the worst-case scenario, the original couldn't handle the combination of monsters and demons alone, then I would at least need to possess the power to provide support—so Ye Shou used his precious shrinking beam to equip [Bayeli].

But here's the problem: [Bayeri] suffered severe damage in the previous battle, and even with the repair crew's incredible efficiency, they only managed to complete 83% of the repairs.

The "coating" material invented by scientists was only enough to cover the skeleton and power system; the rest of the weapons and external armor were not prepared at all!

Judging from its hardware alone, the current performance of [Bayeri] is probably not as good as before the great war. If it weren't for the emergency, Ye Shou would not have forced it to fight.

According to Ye Shou's original plan, the first generation was capable of dealing with monsters, and if he went to delay the demons, [Bayeli] should still be enough.

But he never imagined he would travel back 30 million years!

In this world where monsters roam everywhere and Golza is worse than a dog, Gundam 001's base stats are simply not enough!

(Indeed, it's not as good as a dog... The original Golza might not have been able to beat Gedi.)

Moreover, there's black mist here, and if the "tide" rises, it's hard to say whether [Bayeri], being a mechanical being, will be immune to its effects...

Plans can't keep up with changes—Ye Shou now had a profound realization of this.

Therefore, he couldn't wait to start learning about the ancient fighter jets. After all, even with the effect of the "God's Left Hand," one's own operating skills and combat awareness are equally important.

...I just hope that Bayeri won't mind him piloting another mech and say something like, "You smell like its engine oil on you."

The ancient survivors gradually packed up their belongings. The elder invited Ye Shou one last time, but naturally received no response and could only bid farewell with regret.

Watching the little girl walk into the cabin with her mother, and even wave goodbye as she turned around, Ye Shou smiled, but his feelings were quite complicated.

...Buzz!

The enormous transparent pyramid shimmered slightly in the dim light, rippling like water, and its previously hidden outline gradually became clear.

With a deep hum, the base of the pyramid slowly opened, revealing its internal structure. The central, disc-shaped main spaceship began to emit a soft blue light, and the vibrations from its engines caused the rubble on the ground to tremble slightly.

Supported by the anti-gravity engine, it departs from the pyramid and is slowly ascending, preparing to head towards the sky shrouded in eternal darkness, break through this veil of despair, and journey to the unknown and unpredictable distant universe...

Just then!

A sharp, piercing screech ripped through the air, and a massive black shadow hurtled towards them from afar—

The ancient dragon Melba!

Its steel-like scales reflected a cold luster in the dim light, and its scarlet eyes were fixed on the spaceship that was taking off.

Closely following behind was a massive, dark swarm of small flying dragons, their numbers unknown. They descended like locusts, their chilling screams creating ripples of translucent, swirling winds due to their sheer numbers.

The disc-shaped spaceship, without its weapon systems activated, was utterly defenseless!

Or rather, even if equipped with the most advanced weapons, the survivors would still not have the idea of ​​fighting them.

For Melba, flying from the edge of the horizon to the other side of the sky requires only a few flaps of its wings. Its sharp wings can easily tear through the strongest alloys, and a mere swipe past the spaceship would be enough to wipe out the entire human squadron!

At this critical moment, a shuttle-shaped fighter jet suddenly burst out from the gap at the bottom of the pyramid!

The engine spewed out a scorching exhaust, the wings that had been folded together on both sides deformed and unfolded, the flying wing thrusters were fully activated, instantly ravaging the atmosphere, and it met Melba head-on without hesitation in an interception posture.

call out!call out!

The fighter jet fired beams of blazing white particles from its nose, which precisely struck the hard scales on Melba's head, causing them to explode in bursts of sparks.

Whoosh!

The fighter jets swooped diagonally past, dodging the monster as they soared into the sky.

Melba let out an angry screech, its attention indeed drawn to the small plane that dared to provoke it.

It suddenly changed direction—its massive body was exceptionally agile, merely rolling and turning, like a fish swimming around and reversing.

Its enormous wings whipped up a gale, and with a sudden acceleration, it quickly closed the distance to Ye Shou, its sharp claws lunging straight at the fighter jet.

"As expected! Melba, who lived in the ancient times, is not easy to deal with!" Ye Shou performed a circular maneuver, dodging Melba's bloody maw, and fell straight towards the ground.

In its standard form, Melba flies at Mach 6, far slower than the cruising speed of the strange bird Danksadel. But in this era where darkness shrouds the land, it can fly at Mach 10!

Fortunately, the performance of the ancient fighter is excellent. In terms of pure mobility, it is not inferior to any other fighter. However, it requires a high level of micro-management skills when dodging and attacking.

At the same time, swarms of small flying dragons had climbed onto the disc-shaped spaceship, while the rest changed their target and swarmed towards the lone fighter like sharks smelling blood!

The spaceship continued its ascent with difficulty amidst the chaos, but several dragons rammed its hull with their claws and bodies, causing the spaceship to shake violently and its shields to flicker.

The upward momentum has clearly slowed down, and it looks like it's about to be overwhelmed by the swarm of flying dragons!

Several laser beams shot out in succession, accurately shooting down the small magical beasts that were lying on the thrusters. The startled flying dragons took off in fright and then noticed the fighter jet piloted by Ye Shousuo.

The shuttle-shaped fighter had now transformed into its most suitable flight mode, with its output efficiency at full power. Under the siege of Melba and the Flying Dragon, it dodged several fatal attacks with its agile maneuverability, but its fuselage was still left with claw marks and charred traces of various sizes.

"Mom, will we be alright?"

"I don't know, I hope she's alright." The silver-haired mother hugged the little girl and gently stroked her head.

The little girl looked "outside the window," but was actually staring at the scene on the optical screen. She immediately guessed who the pilot was from the shuttle-shaped fighter plane.

"Go for it, big brother pilot!"

"……well?"

The mother looked down in surprise: "Why should we encourage him to fight?"

"Oh~"

The little girl blinked and tilted her head.

Her mother and the adults around her told her that fighting was bad behavior that would bring disaster. Even if she defeated one opponent, there would be two or three more terrifying ones. Only by giving up fighting could she obtain a peaceful inner world.

"I just feel like... I just want to say it, there's no real reason," the little girl said, leaning against the window. "Seeing him working so hard, I can't help but want to cheer him on!"

"Hmm." The woman nodded, not taking it to heart.

The battle continued, with Ye Shou struggling to escape Melba, but he was already in dire straits after only a few rounds.

Finally, Ye Shou's touch faltered for a moment—the effects of the black mist had finally arrived.

Or perhaps the machine malfunctioned during continuous high-speed maneuvers?

Regardless of the reason, Ye Shou knew that this fighter jet had already reached its limit and had performed beyond its normal capabilities, so he needed to thank the other party's machine spirit.

—Buzz! !!

A scorching breath grazed the wing, and the fighter jet began to spin uncontrollably, trailing black smoke as it plummeted toward the ground.

Just as the spaceship was about to crash and the fighter jet was about to hit the ground, Ye Shou suddenly froze. When he came to his senses, he found that the plane had stopped falling and was hovering in mid-air, as if time had stood still.

"This is..." Ye Shou raised his head thoughtfully and looked at the sky outside.

A powerful wave of psychic energy enveloped the fighter jet and the spaceship, forcibly supporting them.

At the same time, the sky shone brightly, and a huge figure quickly condensed into shape—with a silvery-white holy radiance, it appeared silently, its handsome and indifferent face carrying an undeniable majesty.