Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

He tossed the lump of iron, now no different from scrap metal, back into his pocket and sighed softly.

Needless to say, the money from over there is very likely unusable here.

"What a sin!"

With a soft sigh, Minghui gently shook his head.

But after sighing, he quickly composed himself, glanced at both ends of the road, and began to determine the direction of the city.

In any case, his first step is to get to the city in this world, so that he can better understand it.

At the very least, he needs to determine the point in time in which this world exists.

Just then, a faint light suddenly appeared at the end of the road, and along with it, a black sedan sped along the highway.

Minghui's eyes lit up. He took a few steps forward and waved his hand vigorously.

"drop--"

At first, the car did not react and its speed did not decrease at all, but as it gradually approached, a piercing horn sounded urgently.

The lights on the front of the vehicle flashed, and the people inside clearly noticed the figure that had suddenly appeared on the highway in the dead of night.

At the same time, Minghui noticed that the car's trajectory was slightly skewed, indicating a sense of panic.

But it makes sense, considering it was late at night and there wasn't a second car on the road. Anyone would panic if someone suddenly jumped out like that.

But just when Minghui thought the car might not stop, the speed of the sedan gradually slowed down.

When the car came to a complete stop in front of Minghui, he put on an apologetic smile and leaned closer.

The car window was slowly rolled down, and a middle-aged man, his face still showing signs of lingering fear, poked his head out. He looked at Minghui and couldn't help but snap at him:

"It was so dangerous for you to suddenly rush out like that! Do you know I almost didn't notice you and ran right into you!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I was just a little too excited to finally see a car."

Minghui repeatedly apologized to the middle-aged man, his face filled with sincere remorse.

He was definitely wrong in this matter.

He spent most of the last five years with Feng Yuan, and their time together naturally did not conceal his extraordinary abilities.

Over time, he began to overlook the fact that normal humans are different from them when facing certain things.

Seeing that Minghui's apology was sincere, the middle-aged man's anger gradually subsided. He glanced at Minghui and asked:

What do you want by stopping my car?

"Excuse me, where are you going? If it's convenient, could you give me a ride?"

Minghui scratched his head, seemingly a little embarrassed, and said:

"I originally came out with a friend, but we had a little argument on the way, and my friend has a bad temper. In a fit of anger, he left me on the side of the road, so..."

As he spoke, he shrugged, his gaze meeting the middle-aged man's with one of sincerity.

"I see..."

Upon hearing Minghui's explanation, the middle-aged man muttered something, looked Minghui up and down again, then pulled his head back and discussed it with the other passengers in the car.

At that moment, Minghui noticed a young man sitting in the passenger seat of the car. The young man was looking at him with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Minghui nodded slightly to him, a gentle smile on his lips.

"We're heading back to the city anyway, we can take you with us. Once we're there, it'll be much easier for you to go anywhere!"

After discussing it, the middle-aged man turned around and called out to Minghui.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped the young man sitting in the passenger seat and shouted:

"You brat, hurry up and sit in the back."

The young man grinned, but he didn't say anything. He obediently opened the car door and sat in the back of the car.

"Thank you so much, you're such a kind person!"

Minghui thanked him again, then opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

He meant it sincerely. In a situation like this, if a stranger suddenly appears, it would be very difficult for an ordinary person to agree to let that stranger into their car.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw two women in the back seat of the car. Judging from their appearance, they should be a mother and daughter.

Minghui gave them a polite smile, then looked away without scrutinizing them further.

As the car slowly started moving, the middle-aged man spoke:

“Your friend went a bit too far. No matter how big the argument was, he shouldn’t have just left you here. It’s the middle of nowhere, and it’s easy for you to get into danger.”

"Haha, my friend does have a bad temper, and I've told him about it many times."

Minghui smiled and agreed, but he didn't want to talk about it any further. It was just an excuse he came up with on the spot, and if he continued talking about it, he would easily be exposed.

So he changed the subject, saying, "Sir, why are you still out so late? And are you out with your family?"

"Ah, you can just call me Saita. My family went camping in the mountains today. It's been a long time since we've all gone out together as a family, so we didn't manage our time well and got back a little late."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Saito smiled and explained to Minghui, as if he were recalling his camping experience during the day, his smile becoming particularly warm.

"Saita..."

Minghui repeated it, a thoughtful look in his eyes. He felt that the surname was somewhat familiar.

"Then come my wife, my daughter Riko, and my son..."

At this point, Mr. Saito spoke again, introducing the matter.

Minghui was stunned when he heard the name he was told, so much so that he didn't hear anything else.

Saita Riko......

Minghui silently recited the words to himself, then looked up and stared at the rearview mirror.

In the mirror image, a woman with delicate features noticed his gaze and nodded at him somewhat shyly.

"Hey buddy, are you listening?"

Mr. Saito's gaze rang out from the side.

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

Minghui was brought back to his senses. He smiled apologetically, but a glint of light flickered in his eyes.

Saita Riko......

Is it that doll?

So, what plot point are we at now?

Chapter 246 You dare ruin my plans? You're finished!

"Whoosh~"

A black sedan sped past on the highway.

Inside the car, Minghui and Mr. Saito continued their conversation, but it was usually the latter who did the talking, with Minghui just echoing him.

He was new to this world and didn't understand many things, so he tried to avoid showing too much interest in order to avoid causing problems in some areas.

Therefore, he mostly listened quietly to Saita's story, silently extracting information that he could use from his words.

That was also his original intention in wanting to get on this vehicle.

However, things have changed a bit now. He no longer pays much attention to his conversation with Mr. Saida, but instead focuses most of his attention on Riko Saida, who is in the back seat of the car.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a face that seemed increasingly familiar, and Minghui recalled information about her.

Riko Saito, an art college student, is not only exquisitely beautiful, but also gentle and kind-hearted. She is a lovable character from any perspective.

However, that's not the main point.

In reality, he was a tragic figure.

Not only did he die early in the series, but he was also turned into a puppet after his death and used to attack the person he deeply loved—Kazuki Komon.

Although she eventually broke free from this constraint through her own beliefs, she ultimately met a tragic end, dissipating completely in Komon Kazuki's arms as light.

In a sense, it would be fair to attribute all of this to Kazuki Komon.

After all, if she hadn't met Kazuki Komon and had the potential to become his lover, she wouldn't have been chosen as a pawn in this game against him.

Even so, despite knowing the truth, Riko Saida did not blame Kazuki Komon for the mistake.

Even in the final moments of her life, she still offered her last act of tenderness.

Meeting Komon... I... do not regret it...

No regrets...

Minghui silently recited a sentence in his heart and sighed softly.

He leaned back in his chair, staring into the darkness ahead, his eyes flickering with uncertain light.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

Since the Saita family had not yet perished at the hands of the alien beasts, they still had a chance to change everything.

At this moment, Minghui felt completely calm. He was no longer angry that King Ao had suddenly pulled him into this world, and was even somewhat grateful for his actions.

What could be more important than averting a tragedy?

It's gone. If the glimmer of hope is lost, we can find another way, but once life is gone, it can never be regained.

"Ah, we're almost there. After driving through this stretch of road, we'll be back in the city."

At that moment, Mr. Saito called out, and a look of joy appeared on his face as he looked at the road gradually widening ahead.

The long night drive had left him feeling exhausted, but the thought of returning to his warm home brought a smile to his face.

He reached out, about to give his shoulder a thump, but suddenly stopped, letting out a soft exclamation:

"Strange, why did it suddenly get foggy!"

Not far in front of the car, where the headlights were shining, large swathes of fog suddenly rose up.

The fog was so thick that even the headlights couldn't penetrate it.