Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

Hearing the general's shout, Minghui smiled.

"Yes, yes, I'm willing to do anything."

The general nodded vigorously, and then added, "But don't do anything bad!"

Wow, you've got some principles!

But isn't demolishing schools a bad thing?

Minghui shook his head and smiled, "Then are we doing the math or not?"

"Let's do it, even if it's just calculations..."

The general was taken aback. Do math? Why would you do that?

It was somewhat resistant, but it was so desperately driven mad by the small space of the confinement room that it nodded vigorously without thinking twice.

"Do!"

"Well!"

Minghui turned the sealed pot in his hand, found a blue knob, and then gently turned it.

As the knob turned, a plume of yellow smoke drifted out of the spout. The smoke grew thicker and thicker, and finally, with a flash of blue light, a figure appeared on the ground.

"Ah, that feels so good!"

The figure was entirely pale red, and it sat on the ground like a large dragon fruit.

Its head is mostly light red, with only the area around its mouth being yellow. Two large incisors protrude from its wide-open mouth.

The general stretched out his curled-up body and shouted joyfully, "Ah, it feels so good to be free!"

Ron looked at the general with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Alright, you just agreed, now it's time to keep your word!"

Minghui stepped forward and tapped its head.

The general shook its head and its bulging eyes kept darting around as it said, "I was just released, let me rest for a bit!"

"That won't do!"

Minghui shook his head, cleared his throat, and said, "Listen carefully, 32 multiplied by..."

Before he could finish speaking, the general suddenly stood up and ran towards Ron, shouting, "Wow, what kind of creature is this? It's so cute!"

"Wang!"

Ron leaped up and landed on Minghui's shoulder. He turned to look at the general and thought that the little monster that came out of the bottle didn't seem very smart.

Ron was gone, but the general didn't stop. Instead, he sped up even faster and ran away into the distance.

Doing math? What a load of rubbish!

Minghui shook his head and sighed. He reached out and twisted the red knob on the sealed pot.

Immediately, a plume of yellow smoke rose again from beneath the general who had already run far away, and amidst the general's screams, it enveloped him back into the sealed pot.

"Let me out! I'll do it! I'll do it, okay?!"

Minghui shook the sealing pot in his hand, and the general inside was shaken so badly that he cried out for mercy.

A brat is a brat, and you can't believe that!

Originally, he just wanted to tease it and then send it back to space.

But now he's changed his mind. Teaching the unruly kid a lesson isn't a bad idea, it's something he can do on the side anyway!

............

A small leaf fell, and Minghui drew his sword and slashed it away. Then he turned to the general in the sealed pot and asked, "Look, how many leaves just fell?"

"Ah, this..."

The general gripped the spout of the kettle with both hands, his bulging eyes straining to pop out. Hearing this, he stammered:

"The leaves are falling so fast, how can I see them clearly!"

"Tch, it's a hundred pieces!"

Minghui pursed his lips, then pointed to the fallen leaves on the ground and said, "These leaves are right here. You come and count how many fallen leaves there are!"

Ron ran over and swept the pile of leaves aside with his tail.

It suddenly realized that teasing the little guy was quite fun.

"One, two, three, um..."

The general's eyes darted around on the ground, and soon he felt dizzy. In despair, he shouted, "It's one hundred and fifty!"

"Wrong, it's two hundred pieces!"

Minghui shook his head, then used his mind again to pull at the leaves on the tree.

"Alas!"

The general sighed, feeling that arithmetic was really too much for him.

"Be serious! I'll give you three chances. If you don't answer correctly all of them, I'll bury this bottle deep underground. I guarantee you won't be able to get out, and no one will be able to find you."

Before the next batch of leaves fell, Minghui bowed his head and gave the general a threatening speech.

"Ah! No... please don't!"

The general's eyes were somewhat glazed over.

"Wang!"

Ron barked at the opportune moment, licked his lips, and then bared his teeth at the general.

Waaaaah, it's so scary! Daddy, Mommy, help!

The general's body trembled.

Another round of leaves fell. Minghui slashed twice and then said, "This time, another hundred leaves have fallen. Let's count the remaining leaves on the ground."

Under Minghui and Ron's intimidation, the general dared not slack off and began to carefully count the fallen leaves on the ground.

However, even though this is just counting, it still falls under the category of mathematics.

As we all know, mathematics is something that cannot be mastered simply by hard work.

The general quickly lost his composure, a wave of panic washing over him. Finally, he made a snap decision and shouted out a random number: "It's two hundred and fifty-six!"

After saying that, it looked at Minghui with expectant eyes.

"Wrong, it's three hundred pieces!"

Ron leaned close to the spout of the pot and shouted at the general.

The general was forcibly shrunk by the confinement pot, and the loud shout coming so close to it was like a thunderbolt to it. Startled, it immediately fell back to the bottom of the pot.

When it finally managed to climb back up, another round of leaves was falling, and Minghui swiftly chopped them down with a few strokes of his sword.

"Let's count the leaves, one hundred in total."

Minghui gestured with his lip towards the ground, then a wicked smile spread across his face as he said:

"This is your last chance, so make the most of it!"

The general pouted; all he wanted to do at that moment was find his mother.

There were quite a lot of fallen leaves this time, so Minghui didn't stand still and wait. Instead, he walked over and sat down.

Then, he took out a thick book from his pocket and opened it to read.

A pleasant mood makes it the perfect time to study!

Hideki Go's book, "A Detailed Explanation of the Shineramar Ray," is indeed very comprehensive. He has already read it once and has gained some insights.

Now he needs to review it several more times, hoping to learn the Shineramar Ray as soon as possible.

By then, although his level will not increase, his attack power will increase significantly.

After a long while, Minghui asked, "Well, have you finished counting?"

He didn't look away, still staring at the book in his hands.

Upon hearing this, the general's eyes darted around, and a sudden flash of inspiration struck his clever little mind. He confidently declared, "I've counted them! Four hundred pieces! Absolutely no mistake!"

"Oh~"

Minghui exclaimed in surprise, looked up from the book in his hands, turned his head, and smiled slightly at the general's smug expression:

"I made four cuts this time, that's five hundred pieces!"

Silly boy, this isn't just simple counting, it's a multiplication problem!

The general suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes.

"Ha, Boss Minghui, let's bury this bottle!"

Ron, who was crouching beside the jar, jumped up and barked.

But soon, its voice rang out again, this time with a hint of exasperation:

"Oh no, Minghui, the kid peed!"

Chapter 165 The Purple Tide Rises Once Again

In the depths of space, Minghui transformed into the body of Ultraman and was flying at an extremely high speed.

He was on his way to escort the general home.

Although the general didn't answer any of the three questions correctly, he couldn't actually do what was said. He could just say some things to scare the kids; after all, he wasn't some kind of devil!

He's a righteous Ultraman warrior!

"Thank you so much, thank you so much for sparing my life! And thank you so much for taking me home!"

The general's trembling voice entered Minghui's ears through the sealed pot in his hand.

Minghui sighed and said telepathically, "Don't be afraid, I was just joking with you."

"Uh-huh!"