Ultraman's opening scene: lifting up Kuroshio Island

Hearing the voice behind her, Saijo Nagi forced a smile and said softly:

"Thank you."

"By the way, have your symptoms gotten worse recently? It seems like you've been coming here more often lately."

Minghui continued working with his hands and spoke.

"You've probably noticed from your daily work that the number of alien beasts appearing lately has increased significantly. Although I never lack the fighting spirit to fight them, just seeing those guys makes me..."

Saijo Nagi began to speak slowly, and as she narrated, a scene of a dark forest flashed through her mind.

This caused her to furrow her brow slightly, and her emotions fluctuated violently.

"Okay, stop thinking about that."

Minghui interrupted her thoughts at this moment. He raised his hand and, while massaging her head, smoothed out her furrowed brows. He said softly:

"One day, alien beasts will be eradicated from our lives."

"Is that so? I hope so..."

Hearing Saijo Nagi's murmured response, Akira smiled silently, his eyes sparkling.

At the same time, a faint energy surged in his hand, and as this energy dissipated, Saijo Nagi's breathing gradually calmed down.

Removing his hands from her forehead, Minghui sat down in the seat next to her. He looked at the soundly sleeping Saijo Nagi and shook his head slightly.

During his time as a member of the Memory Police, he had contact with several members of the Night Raid Squad, and among them, he had the most contact with Saijo Nagi.

But it's not because of any romantic love or other such trivial things.

Just because of what he just did.

Nagi Saijo suffers from immense psychological trauma stemming from her tragic childhood experiences.

This has continued to affect her, making her incredibly aggressive in her battles against alien beasts and keeping her deeply mired in the pain of the past.

The manifestation of this is a persistent nightmare.

Minghui discovered this by chance, so he made a point of contacting her and showing her his ability to help her fall asleep.

But Akira did all this not simply to help Saijo Nagi, but for another purpose.

He has already made an impact on the world, and how the story will unfold, and whether Saijo Nagi will be redeemed later, is now unknown.

Rather than letting the enemy exploit Saijo Nagi's weakness at some point in the future, it's better to help her out ourselves.

Dream weaving!

This ability, which he had acquired from some unknown, kind alien, came in very handy at this time.

Saijo Nagimoto only wanted to use Akira's special methods to help her get a moment of peace from the nightmares, but little did she know that this was just a side effect.

He added his own twists and turns during this process, weaving a special dream for her to subtly influence her.

This may not completely dispel the darkness in her heart, but it can at least make her heart less radical.

That's enough.

The only remaining issue is dealing with Zaki. If Zaki cannot be dealt with, then everything else is meaningless.

Minghui leaned back in his chair and sighed silently.

Damn it, what a bunch of miserable people!

It's geared towards children, oh!

Time passed slowly, and after a long while, Saijo Nagi's eyelids twitched slightly, and she woke up.

She stretched and yawned, letting out a soft sigh:

"Ah, that feels much better."

Then, she turned to look at Minghui, who was grading documents beside her, and a rare smile appeared on her face. She said:

"Thank you, this is the best sleep I've had all week."

Without looking up, Minghui joked, "Then shouldn't we settle the physiotherapy fee?"

"I'll pay you back next time, you can owe me that."

Saijo Nagi gave a soft hum, then stood up and said as she walked towards the door:

"Here's a suggestion: it would be better if you got a bigger chair."

"We'll switch when your physiotherapy fee arrives."

Minghui pursed his lips and replied.

Just then, his expression changed slightly, and he raised his head.

In the direction his gaze was fixed on, Saijo Nagi was opening the door, and a figure was standing outside the door.

"Ishibori, what brings you here?"

Saijo Nagi said with a slight surprise.

A slight smile played on Mitsuhiko Ishibori's lips as he turned his head to meet Akira's gaze, and spoke:

"I've been having trouble sleeping lately. I heard you say that Team Leader Minghui is very good at treating insomnia, so I hesitated for a long time before coming here."

"I wonder if Team Leader Minghui... would be available at this time?"

Hearing the request, Minghui remained expressionless and smiled slightly.

"Of course, no problem."

Chapter 254 Minghui: This guy is no good!

Inside the office, Saijo Nagi had already left, leaving only Akira and Ishibori Mitsuhiko.

"Team Leader Minghui, is it okay if I sit here?"

Mitsuhiko Ishibori sat in his seat, turned to look at Akira, and looked quite expectant.

"Just sit here, I'll take care of the rest."

Minghui had a faint smile on his face and reached out to pat the other person's shoulder.

"Does Ishibori just want to get a good night's sleep? Do you need me to loosen your bones?"

He pressed his finger down lightly and spoke again.

"Hey, does Team Leader Minghui know about this?"

Mitsuhiko Ishibori raised an eyebrow and exclaimed in surprise.

With a reserved smile, Minghui nodded slightly and said:

"These are all interconnected, and I know a little about them."

"Team Leader Minghui is truly all-around amazing!"

Mitsuhiko Ishibori seemed to sigh, but ultimately shook his head and said:

"Although I'd love to try it, I'll pass this time. I just want to get some rest."

"Is that so? Okay."

Minghui nodded, a slight regret in his heart.

"Speaking of which, I've seen your mission log before, Team Leader Minghui. Your achievements are truly dazzling. I think it's a waste for someone as talented as you to be stuck in the Memory Police Force."

As Minghui massaged him, Ishibori Mitsuhiko gradually closed his eyes, but continued to talk to Minghui:

"So, do you have any ideas about the Night Raid Team? If you'd like, I can recommend you to the captain."

Hearing his words, Minghui smiled, but politely declined:

"Those achievements can hardly be called outstanding. Let's forget about it. My current job is just right for me. Fighting alien beasts is too dangerous. Not everyone has the courage of you guys."

Minghui spoke casually, as if chatting, but other thoughts were swirling in his mind.

Joining the Night Raid Team isn't as easy as Mitsuhiko Ishibori makes it out to be; there are special requirements.

This requirement has nothing to do with force, skills, or anything else.

There is only one criterion for entry...

R7 factor!

This is something that exists in the bodies of people all over the world, but there are different concentrations. The higher the concentration of R7 factor in a person's body, the more likely they are to become a Nexus candidate.

TLT selects its members for the Night Raid team based on this very point.

However, detecting the concentration of R7 factor in a target body is not a simple task; it requires very complex testing of the target body.

Minghui could get away with cheating when he joined the Memory Police, but it would be very difficult for him to do the same when he entered the Night Raid Team's physical examination.

Regardless of whether the R7 factor can be detected, his physical differences from ordinary people can definitely be detected, and that will be a real problem.

He certainly can no longer stay comfortably at TLT.

They might even be classified as enemies.

This is highly likely, as Nexus was attacked in the original story.

This was only after some of the higher-ups at TLT were aware of Nexus's legacy of light, and a three-nothing Ultra Warrior like him would certainly not be able to gain their trust easily.

The R7 factor might not be known to ordinary Night Raid team members, but Ishibori Mitsuhiko's identity is special, so he must know about it.

In short, this bastard has ill intentions!

"That's a real shame."

Mitsuhiko Ishibori chuckled softly, offering no further persuasion. He felt the pressure on his head, a comfortable expression spreading across his face.

"Hmm, I'm feeling a little sleepy..."

Minghui didn't reply; he just wanted to jump up and give Ishibori Mitsuhiko a good beating.

Others may not know, but he knows very well...

This guy is no good!

On the surface, he appears to be a harmless member of the Night Raid Team, but underneath, he's completely shady.