Great, we're doomed now!

This happened several times in a row. As soon as Ye Shou picked something and took it, the discount sign behind him would be taken down precisely on time, as if someone was following him and timing it perfectly so that he could get the best deal.

He stroked his chin, recalling the effect of the phrase "struggling to make ends meet," and understood. To test it out, he even went to the general merchandise section and bought some small items he didn't need, and ended up frequently receiving coupons and raffle tickets.

What Ye Shou didn't know was that after he entered the supermarket, a man wearing a yellow bodysuit and with a shaved head also slowly walked into the supermarket.

He looked unremarkable, of medium build, with a blank expression on his face and nothing covering him. His smooth head was completely bald, almost reflecting his face.

Interestingly, bald people are usually quite eye-catching, but now not many people pay special attention to him, even though he's wearing a tight-fitting suit that only heroes would like... Maybe he just has this special skill of being inconspicuous; as long as he's not in combat mode, his presence is about the same as an ordinary person.

The man walked straight toward the discount area, clearly there for the special offers.

But as soon as he got to the pork belly shelf, he saw only an empty shelf and a sign that had just been taken away.

I rushed to the vegetable section, only to find that fresh greens had already returned to their original price.

Before I arrived at the seafood section, the last bag of discounted saury had just been taken away by the staff.

Saitama stood there, blinked, and looked puzzled.

Why am I always a step behind?

It seems like he's having particularly bad luck today! It's like the god of poverty has gotten there first!

"Oh? Eggs... Sukiyaki is a good recipe too."

Ye Shou pushed his cart to the fresh produce section, his eyes fixed on the last two boxes of discounted eggs.

Just as he reached out, a housewife carrying a shopping basket next to him also reached out, and they were about to touch the egg carton at the same time, which would put them in an awkward situation.

But when the housewife looked up and saw Ye Shou's face clearly, she immediately froze, her previously assertive demeanor gone.

Although this face has thick eyebrows, it doesn't make people feel naive or simple-minded. Instead, it exudes a sense of loyalty and righteousness. Moreover, the handsome features are like those of a protagonist in a shoujo manga. I immediately felt a little embarrassed and withdrew my hand—a girlish heart knows no age.

She smiled and said, "You take it first."

"Thank you."

"No, you're welcome~"

Ye Shou thanked him, picked up a carton of eggs, put it in the car, and leisurely drove away.

The housewife took a deep breath and subconsciously touched her chest; her little heart unexpectedly skipped a few beats.

"Oh dear, there's only one box left!"

Just then, Saitama walked up to the egg rack and saw the only box of discounted eggs left. Overjoyed, he reached out to grab it.

"Ok!"

The housewife suddenly came to her senses, immediately frowned, and glared fiercely at Saitama. Although she didn't say anything, it had a powerful effect of intimidating others.

Saitama was stunned. He opened his mouth to explain, but looking at the housewife's fierce eyes, an instinctive fear of ordinary people facing a powerful person welled up inside him. He silently withdrew his hand and watched helplessly as the housewife put the last box of eggs into her shopping basket.

Ye Shou pushed a cart full of groceries toward the checkout counter, while Saitama behind him wandered around the supermarket, desperately looking for other discounted items. However, it seemed the promotion had ended, and he hadn't bought anything, which made him, who was short of money, particularly annoyed.

"【Difficulties in making ends meet】? This entry is only so-so, completely overshadowed by 【Golden Rule】."

Saitama was constantly rushing around behind him, frantically searching for the survival supplies he needed. Ye Shou, however, was handing over the items one by one to the rosy-cheeked staff member at the checkout counter, which puzzled him somewhat.

"I didn't find it 'difficult' at all?"

At that very moment—

"Ugh! They don't even have a box of bean sprouts?!"

Saitama shouted for the cheapest vegetables, but could only kneel helplessly in front of the shelves. This exaggerated performance immediately attracted Ye Shou's attention.

Ye Shou's eye twitched suddenly, and his brows furrowed: He hadn't expected to meet in this way.

A powerful figure capable of shattering the moon with a single punch was defeated by a box of bean sprouts?

The world of capital is truly terrifying!

Ye Shou was deeply saddened by the alienation that money and material possessions wrought upon people.

Just as he was about to do something for this "unsung hero," he felt the ground tremble slightly, as if a tank was passing by on the street, but the intervals between each tremor were large, and it felt more like... feet than wheels and tracks?

"Could it be?" Ye Shou glanced at Saitama, seeing that he was still immersed in lamentation and hadn't reacted yet, so he didn't waste any time and directly took off, breaking through the supermarket ceiling and arriving in mid-air.

"...It's huge!"

Ye Shou had seen a lot in his life, but he still couldn't help but marvel at the sheer size of that colossus—its height alone was comparable to that of an evil god.

Of course, the sense of oppression is on a completely different level; the evil god's power does not lie in its physical size.

Approximately 270 meters, each step covers 50 to 60 meters, leaving huge footprints on the road, capable of causing natural disaster-level damage simply by walking.

What's even more frightening is that he's incredibly slow-witted and seems somewhat mentally disoriented—meaning he has absolutely no intention of avoiding the residential area.

Just as the giant foot was about to step on a small building, a chilling aura transformed into a white ribbon that swept across the sky and struck the giant's knee precisely. This chilling aura gathered all the water molecules in the atmosphere and froze them instantly, turning them into hard ice that firmly locked the knee joint in place!

"……what?"

The giant failed to reach the intended location and instead stomped on the open ground, shattering countless windows. The cars in the parking lot also jolted, and sirens blared in unison.

"...So noisy!"

Before the giant could even process the ice on his knees, the sharp sounds made him grit his teeth, and in extreme frustration, he slammed his hand down on the ground—

boom!

The force of the blow, like a tunnel boring machine, ripped open the entire highway, creating a broken corridor hundreds of meters long. The aftershocks then blew up roadside trees and cars, sending them hurtling into residential areas like cannonballs.

That one blow could destroy half a city block!

- Om!

A pale bluish-white glow appeared on cars, trees, and other debris. These objects, carrying enormous kinetic energy, defied the laws of physics and came to a standstill. The neighborhood, which should have been reduced to ruins, survived!

"Ok?"

The giant then noticed a glowing figure in mid-air in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"I?"

Ye Shou used his superpower to put the object down, then calmly looked at the other person.

"Just an Ultraman passing by."

Chapter 310: Bayeri - Superpower Mode (4.5K)!

In mid-air, the 270-meter-tall giant Margley stood frozen in place, staring blankly at Ye Shou, unable to react for a long time, his mind as sluggish as a rusty gear.

He just blinked mechanically, his huge eye sockets almost completely filled with shadows, without the slightest ripple, as if he had crashed due to overload.

"Margley! What are you standing there for!"

A sharp voice suddenly broke the slightly awkward silence.

Ye Shou looked closely and saw a short man in a white coat standing on the giant's left shoulder. The man was thin and had a lewd posture. He wore round-framed glasses that revealed his shrewdness and ruthlessness.

"He's definitely a scumbag sent by the Hero Association! Kill him now!" The short man shouted at the giant, hands on his hips. "I'm your dear brother! I would never harm you. Now, obey my command and crush him!"

“Fokgo… Onii-chan…” Margley repeated slowly, a flicker of emotion finally appearing in his cloudy eyes.

He nodded slowly and replied in a muffled voice, "Fine... kill him..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Margley slowly raised his right hand, and that huge palm, like a dark cloud, came fiercely at Ye Shou with howling wind pressure.

boom!

Wherever the palm wind swept, the asphalt on the ground was forcibly lifted up, turning into a sky full of rubble.

The roadside trees were snapped in half and swept into the whirlwind like straw. The surrounding reinforced concrete buildings shook violently, glass shards fell with a clatter, and the walls cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

This exaggerated power surpasses that of many monsters!

Ye Shou's eyes narrowed, and he lightly touched the air with his toes, his body moving like an arrow to dodge the giant palm. At the same time, the whirlwind formed by the palm wind continued to rage, sweeping towards the residential area below.

hum~

Ye Shou turned around and stretched out his hands, his body radiating pale blue light patterns as he unleashed his superpowers with full force using telekinesis.

An invisible force spread out instantly, like a giant net, firmly fixing the entire space in place!

The raging whirlwind crashed into the invisible barrier as if it were hitting an impenetrable wall. Its rotation gradually slowed down, and the broken stones and logs fell into the viscous resin and eventually became completely fixed, thus saving the residential area.

If we fight this guy, we'll have to focus most of our efforts on protecting the surrounding environment—Ye Shou frowned.

When Margley saw that his first attack had missed, he let out a deep growl in his throat. His other large hand swung out immediately, this time much faster and with a stronger palm strike, as if it wanted to crush the air itself.

Ye Shou stopped dodging and took out a red transformation device from the void with his right hand—it was the Super Aja Red Stone. He then made a gesture and pressed the transformation device hard against his chest.

Om-!

A dazzling golden light burst forth, enveloping Ye Shou's entire figure.

Within the light, his figure rapidly grew larger, armor components quickly assembled, and in the blink of an eye, he leaped out. The over fifty-meter-tall Ultraman [Bayeli] hovered in mid-air, his posture upright and his aura imposing.

But when Ye Shou looked up at Margley, he clearly felt the vast difference in their abilities:

His height barely reached the giant's calves, like an infant facing an adult, their sizes were worlds apart.

Margley looked down at the creature that had suddenly grown so large yet was still a tiny thing, and tilted his head sluggishly, seemingly wondering what kind of creature it was. But then his brother's urging voice sounded on his shoulder, and he subconsciously raised his giant hand again and slammed it down hard on [Bayeri].

Boom!

A palm print tens of meters wide was instantly imprinted on the ground, and the earth's crust cracked with spiderweb-like patterns. The aftershocks of the palm strike swept in all directions, and the overpass not far away collapsed as if it were made of paper. The steel and concrete debris crashed to the ground, raising clouds of dust, and cars on the street were tossed about like scattered toys.

Just as the smoke and dust filled the air, Ye Shou suddenly appeared in mid-air, level with Margley's head. He quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest, golden ripples flowing across the surface of his armor as he rapidly charged up power.

Margley, slow to react, hadn't yet recovered from the momentum of the slap and simply stood there blankly.

"Margley! Hurry! He's about to attack!" Falkor jumped up and down on the giant's shoulder, his eyes behind his round-framed glasses filled with impatience. "He's so small, he could crush you with a single squeeze! Attack now!"

"……elder brother?"

Before Fu Ke Gao's taunts could finish, Ye Shou suddenly spread his crossed arms—

call!

A dazzling white light suddenly erupted, as deep as condensed moonlight, piercing straight through the atmosphere and striking Margley precisely in the chest.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, but the extreme cold power mixed in with the white light instantly spread, freezing everything it touched, including Falkor, all the way up to the giant's neck and shoulders.

Fokker's expression remained frozen in that arrogant moment, but he had already become an insect specimen encased in amber.