Great, we're doomed now!

For them, the foreshadowing they have laid must be realized. Just like the phantom thief's advance notice, once it has been sent, it must arrive as promised. It would be beneath their dignity to deliberately stand someone up.

The message left behind was not just a greeting, but also an invitation; it was practically saying, "Witness this."

If something is about to happen in this world, as long as he's alive, he'll never miss it!

The scholars looked at each other thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, the '30 million years' here is very accurate... All kinds of relics of ancient civilizations, as well as monsters, monsters, and aliens, all appeared collectively during this period."

If this is a sign of some kind of cataclysmic change...

"You can check the records of these past events to see if anyone was involved in all of them from beginning to end."

Yusaku chuckled and said, "I don't have that much information, but you at TPC should be able to. You might find something useful."

"Oh, right!"

"Hmm... I really want to meet him, if such a person really exists..."

Yuzaku's voice was full of longing: "His life must be more exciting than all the novels I've written combined."

"Oh? Has the great writer had an inspiration?"

Several scientists are fans of Yusaku's books, especially those from Japan. In their eyes, Yusaku is a literary giant like Dazai Osamu, and his personal character is much better.

"Yeah, I have this urge to write something, but if I were to materialize my current feelings, it would probably be a science fiction novel, haha~~"

That's settled then. Could you let me know if the investigation yields any results?

"Of course, thank you for your help."

"Don't be disappointed if you can't find it. In the end, this is just my irresponsible speculation. Time travel and foresight are deus ex machina in detective novels, and I dare not make any definitive statements."

Perhaps it really was just an occasional lapse in AI control, and it updated automatically.

beep……

After hanging up the phone, the scholar looked at his notes, his brow furrowed.

"A handsome Asian man from a very wealthy family, living in China and Japan, friendly but also mischievous... Who could it be? It's hard to guess."

He turned to the young guest who had been listening and said, "What do you think, Mr. Kuze?"

"...I can't guess, it's too difficult." Ye Shou tried hard to control his expression and slowly shook his head.

"As expected, we still need to look for clues in the records of past events... There are many top-secret documents that we don't have enough access to, so we may have to ask you or Secretary-General Sawai for help."

"No problem, leave it all to me!"

Ye Shou gave an OK sign: "I will have the most professional people conduct the data analysis. We will not let any suspicious person slip by, and we will definitely find him!"

"Great!"

"If such a person really exists, I must ask him what he's trying to do?"

"Time travel...why not just write 'I was here'?"

"How awful!"

"This is so unserious! This is a monument to civilization... If it were me... Oh dear!"

Why did this opportunity go to such a nasty guy?!

...Looking at the gritted teeth of the old scientists, Ye Shou quietly wiped a bead of cold sweat from his forehead.

At this point, it's impossible to say 'I thought it was fun' anymore...

-

"I just asked you to find out what's going on, why do you look like you just came from the battlefield?"

Inside a heavily secured tent, only Ye Shou and Ze Jing were present. The Secretary-General greeted Ye Shou familiarly and then personally made him a cup of instant coffee.

"Are you feeling uneasy because of your own prank?"

“I don’t want to trouble you unless it’s something particularly important, but this site is suspected to be a large database of an ancient civilization. The protection and development of this site will be TPC’s most important scientific research project for some time to come… Hmm, what is this?”

Ye Shou placed a crystal triangular prism with ancient inscriptions on its surface on the table and pushed it toward Ze Jing.

"The key doesn't need special decoding; the AI ​​here should be able to automatically sense its presence and then release the deep data."

"The key to the ruins?"

Sawai, unsuspecting, picked it up and examined it closely, as if it were a rare treasure.

Ye Shou then took out a palm-sized black USB drive: "This is simple, just let someone extract it directly... but be careful to keep it confidential, as many of the technologies inside have extremely strong destructive power."

"Is it also ancient technology?" Sawai looked at the key, then at the USB drive. "Your 'journey' this time is much more arduous than I imagined..."

"Just an unexpected bonus."

Ye Shou thought for a moment and said, "It would be best to conduct the experiment in an absolutely safe place, and to have a trustworthy person in charge of the project. This is closely related to the future of humanity, and we can only entrust it with such an important task if it is reliable in all aspects..."

Horii had a classmate named Sanada Ryosuke. I met him; he was a very talented young scholar.

"Ryosuke Sanada? He's not even thirty yet, is he really going to be in charge of such an important project?"

"Let him be Dr. Nezu's assistant. Ryosuke is very talented and energetic, but sometimes being too radical is not a good thing. Dr. Nezu, because of his own experience, has enough awe for unknown technologies... The two of them are just right in balancing each other."

Ye Shoupin took a sip of coffee, his eyelids drooping:

In fact, he had planted a spy around Sanada Ryosuke. His assistant would report the situation regularly, and there were also surveillance devices at his residence. If anything unexpected happened, such as if the experiment was too radical and the technology went out of control, as in the original work, Ye Shou could nip the crisis in the bud.

However, if Ryosuke Sanada felt he was being valued enough and learned humility from Dr. Nezu, he could change his destiny.

Like Masaki Keigo, he has made great progress in his research on "optogenetic conversion technology" these past few days, but he is not in a hurry because of it. Instead, he is carefully verifying its reliability, which is quite different from the original work. As a result, he contributed three Destiny Coins to Ye Shou.

If we can truly walk on the earth in the form of Ultraman in the future, we will surely produce even more Destiny Coins!

For the same reason, Ye Shou brought a gift with him when he came to see Sawai this time:

"The third thing is not a gift from a private individual."

It was a small gift box, which looked like it contained a watch or something similar. Sawai smiled and didn't refuse, so she opened it to take a look.

Inside, however, was not the memory medium or advanced technological creation he had imagined, but a beautiful, clear red gemstone.

For some reason, the moment Sawai saw the gem, the Ripple energy within her body inexplicably became active!

"This is?"

"It's called 'Ultra Star'."

Ye Shou said solemnly, "It's best to keep it with you at all times, just in case."

"Unexpected? Are you worried about my safety?" Zejing didn't say anything about how TPC Technology was invincible.

In reality, he knew very well that when facing enemies with all sorts of strange abilities, no one dared to say they were absolutely safe.

"It's like a safety net."

Ye Shou shook his head: "After this incident with the cosmic demon... in case I can't return to this world for a while, I need to at least have a backup high-level combat force."

"Combat strength? Me?"

“There are many suitable candidates, but they are sure to find someone more suitable for them... Besides, I believe you can definitely meet the requirements.”

“I’m completely baffled myself…” Sawai stared at the gem and smiled. “But your suggestion must make sense, so I’ll accept it for now.”

-

Somewhere in the ruins, a semi-transparent female projection appeared in the darkness, looking towards the camp where Ye Shou was.

Yu Lian's face showed a look of nostalgia and emotion: "It's completely different from Brazil... So, you're back... Ultraman Bayeri."

Chapter 260: The Demon God's Nostalgia (Bonus Chapter)

The interior of the magnificent circular auditorium.

The light was so bright it was almost blinding. The rows of seats in an arc focused everyone's whispers and gazes on the circular platform in the center. The person in this position would inevitably bear immense pressure, and if their mental fortitude was weak, they might not even be able to speak properly.

However, McGillis Falid stood in front of the podium without the slightest fear, instead scanning the entire audience as if scrutinizing them.

The handsome young man, dressed in a crisp military uniform, with his short blond hair neatly styled under the lights, calmly gazed at the representatives from governments and major corporations from Earth and Mars.

Clearly, everyone has their own thoughts, and it would be fair to say they all have their own ulterior motives... But overall, they now share a common goal: to question the spokesperson of the Tower of Babel.

His face held scrutiny, skepticism, and even a hint of barely perceptible smugness.

"Regarding the attack on the Temple of Solomon on Victory Day." McGillis's voice was clearly transmitted throughout the auditorium through the equipment, calm and clear, without any personal emotional fluctuations.

"Preliminary investigations indicate that this was a premeditated terrorist attack orchestrated by an unknown force. The enemy exploited loopholes in our internal logistics oversight to bypass our outer defenses. Their objective was clear: to destroy the symbolic representation of 'victory' and create panic among the population."

Before he could finish speaking, a representative from the Earth Sphere immediately interrupted him loudly, asking, "Unknown forces? Your Excellency Farid, is the intelligence network of the Tower of Babel completely unaware of this?"

This is hard to believe. According to the 'Freedom of Information Agreement,' you can directly access the intelligence resources of various countries. How could terrorists be so rampant and you be completely unprepared?

Or... are you hiding something?

McGillis glanced at the other person but did not answer the question directly:

He could neither say in front of so many cameras that he truly didn't know about the Tower of Babel, nor could he say that there were high-ranking people secretly colluding with terrorists.

The former would make the Tower of Babel appear incompetent, while the latter would lead to conflicts between them and other countries, thereby triggering various opinions and causing public unease... It is a very dangerous problem.

So he simply continued, "The investigation is ongoing, and we have gathered many clues. We will not let the mastermind get away with this. I assure you, on behalf of my family, that [Babel Tower] has the ability to control the situation."

Regarding the upcoming 'Pilgrimage of Calamity', the schedule will be adjusted accordingly and the security level will be increased, but the pilgrimage itself will not be canceled or significantly affected as a result.

The Legion has both the responsibility and the capability to ensure this tradition continues!

His tone was firm, conveying unquestionable confidence, but the murmurs from the audience did not subside.

The second representative to stand up came from a large industrial complex on Mars. She was a middle-aged professional woman with brown skin, wearing prosthetic muscles and deliberately dressed in clothes that accentuated her muscles, making her look very assertive.

The woman leaned forward, tapping her fingers on the table: "Appropriate adjustments? What exactly do you mean? Do we need to reassess the risks of the pilgrimage route? We on Mars have always fully supported this activity, and if there are any major changes, you should notify us promptly so we can respond accordingly."

Especially... the rumored new sites?

Her words carried a clear implication, and she even turned her head directly, casting her gaze in the direction represented by Titan.

McGillis remained unfazed: "Specific security details are military secrets and cannot be disclosed. But please rest assured that the Legion will fulfill its duties and protect the safety of all participants."

This involves the shared heritage of all humanity… [The Tower of Babel] will do everything in its power.

"To have your temple breached on your own turf, Lord McGillis Farid, don't you think your promises are utterly worthless?"

"I—no, we will prove it with our actions."

McGillis raised his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the representatives without any hint of hostility or arrogance. Yet, his calm gaze alone was enough to make many people lower their heads or look away.