Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

"Something happened at the TV station and they needed me to go back to host the show, so our tour had to end early."

He nodded nonchalantly. Ichinosuke and Miyano Shiho were not the kind of people who made unreasonable demands. They knew clearly what was important and what was not.

Among the few people, only Shin-chan had a puffy face, exuding a frustrated aura, and stared at Nohara Hiroshi's back with resentment.

Nohara Hiroshi, who was already feeling guilty, felt even less guilty after seeing Shin-chan's head bruised by Nohara Misae's violent wake-up call.

He simply squatted in front of Xiaoxin and promised solemnly:

"Okay, Xiaoxin, stop being an angry pufferfish. Daddy will play with you to your heart's content next time, okay?"

Hearing what Nohara Hiroshi said, Shin-chan regained his spirits, looked at Nohara Hiroshi with his big eyes blinking, and asked innocently:

"Really? Dad didn't lie."

"Of course, this is an agreement between us men."

As he said this, Hiroshi Nohara made the gesture of "manly agreement" between them to Shin-chan.

After taking care of Shin-chan, the family hurriedly got into the SUV.

After getting into the car, Ichinosuke and Miyano Shiho took out the shrinking light, pointed it at themselves, and pressed the power button while the Nohara family of three were dumbfounded.

A moment later, five-year-old Ichinosuke and Haibara Ai appeared freshly.

In the last row, Ichinosuke was lying lazily on his seat, his head resting on Haibara Ai's knees.

It is so comfortable to move your limbs freely.

After stretching his body and stretching his muscles, Ichinosuke asked Nohara Hiroshi about his inner doubts:

"Dad, what happened to Nichimei TV? It can't be a funding problem."

While driving, Nohara Hiroshi told what happened in the morning.

"A director from Nichimi TV is planning to shoot a big-budget special effects film. He needs to mobilize a large amount of funds and needs to use my seal."

"Special photography?"

Hearing these familiar words, Ichinosuke immediately became interested, stood up and asked Nohara Hiroshi:

"Did the TV station tell us what kind of special effects film it was?"

Recalling the phone call he received when he was half asleep in the morning, Nohara Hiroshi said uncertainly:

"It seems that a director named Tsuburaya is going to shoot a special effects drama called Ultraman."

Startled, Ichinosuke suddenly blurted out,

"Ultraman?"

Hearing what Ichinosuke said, Nohara Hiroshi immediately recalled the content of the phone call in the morning.

Hiroshi Nohara slapped the steering wheel hard and shouted excitedly:

"Yes, yes, that's the name."

As for why Ichinosuke knew the name of this special effects drama, which was the first time even he had heard of it, Hiroshi Nohara said that he was no longer surprised by it and was too lazy to even think about it.

Lying back on Haibara Ai's lap, Ichinosuke closed his eyes and began to think.

"Director Tsuburaya also directed Ultraman, so he should be the 'Father of Tokusatsu'."

If he traveled through a parallel world, then Ichinosuke might think that this was just a TV drama shot by a big director to make money.

But now, he traveled through a world that was a fusion of countless anime.

Could this director Tsuburaya still be so mediocre?

Ichinosuke did not forget that in the plot of "Ultraman Tiga", there was also a director Tsuburaya who filmed Ultraman.

Moreover, the director had also met the first Ultraman and received the Ultra Star, a symbol of friendship, from him before finally filming Ultraman.

A parallel world to the normal world, and a parallel world to the Ultraman Tiga world.

Of the two possibilities, Ichinosuke's heart is more inclined towards the latter.

"If this speculation is correct, then this world really has the Ruins of Luluye and the Kingdom of Light."

Muttering to himself, Ichinosuke began to think about how likely this was.

After a moment, Ichinosuke came to his senses, took out his cell phone and started searching for "TPC", which is the abbreviation of the Earth Peace Coalition.

As Ichinosuke expected, there was no trace of this organization's existence on the Internet at all.

After reading for a long time, Ichinosuke gave up completely.

"Forget it, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. Let's talk about it then."

Ichinosuke has no fear at all about the monsters that might appear in the future.

Not to mention the incredible gadgets he has, or those he is about to obtain, their upper limits and growth rates far exceed the superhuman powers of Ultraman and monsters.

Even if he uses the superpowers he wants to master against ordinary monsters, it is still hard to say who will win or lose.

If he had no props and no super powers, Ichinosuke might have tried every possible way to get close to the pyramid or Keigo Masaki and tried his best to transform into Ultraman, just like those predecessors who traveled through time.

But now, it’s too troublesome, so forget it.

Thinking of the Superman Meteorite, Ichinosuke suddenly thought of a key question.

He flipped his hand and took out a crayon that he loved and hated. Ichinosuke looked at Haibara Ai with fiery eyes.

"Ai, do you think if I use the same crayon to draw a person as Superman, will he really become Superman?"

Logically speaking, identical crayons are cause-and-effect props, so it is not just a daydream to achieve this.

Facing the passionate love of Ichinosuke, Haibara Ai poured a bucket of cold water on his face.

"I think it's probably not possible. Or, it seems difficult to depict a person as a superman in a painting."

After thinking about it, Huiyuan Ai added,

"Of course, if you only have the appearance, just ignore what I said."

Seeing Huiyuan Ai's understanding look, he approached her curiously and asked:

"Why do you say that?"

Looking up at the three people in front of her to make sure they couldn't hear the conversation between them, Huiyuan Ai lowered her voice and whispered, "I drew a tentacle monster last night."

"Tentacle monster?"

With his brows furrowed, Ichinosuke tried his best to think about all the experiences of last night.

After a while, Ichinosuke, who had no memory of this, asked Huibara with a confused look on his face:

"When did this happen? Why don't I have any recollection of it?"

Her pretty face turned slightly red, and Haibara Ai turned her head towards the window, not daring to look into Ichinosuke's eyes.

A cold voice floated over slowly.

"You were already rolling your eyes at that time, so..."

Hearing this, Ichinosuke's face froze.

After a while,

"Oh!"

Ichinosuke tapped his right fist lightly on the palm of his left hand, and he remembered.

Last night, his soul indeed flew away from the world for a period of time, and he did not come back to his senses for a long time.

The time point that Haibara Ai mentioned was probably during this period.

Ichinosuke racked his brains and tried hard to recall more wonderful moments.

However, the result disappointed him greatly.

Perhaps because his soul was away for too long, he completely lost his memory of that period of time.

After a while, he sighed with regret in his heart, then Ichinosuke stretched out his hands, held Haibara Ai's little face, and turned her little head back.

Staring into the beautiful blue eyes in front of him, Ichinosuke tried to see some hidden information in them.

Unfortunately, he is not a master of psychological analysis and does not have the ability to read minds. Apart from seeing a little embarrassment, he cannot read any other emotions of Haibara Ai.

Holding Huihara Ai's little face, Ichinosuke stared at her with his piercing eyes and asked seriously:

"Xiao Ai, it seems that the tentacle monster you drew was not successful?"

With her head fixed and unable to move, Haibara Ai gave Ichinosuke a playful look.

As the person sleeping next to him, she certainly knew the dirty thoughts in his heart.

Suddenly, she replied unhappily:

"No!" (Good Zhao)

Hearing this result, Ichinosuke felt a little regretful.

Ichinosuke continued to ask, "What happened? The tentacle monster didn't move, or did it move and you were…"

As he spoke, the look in Ichinosuke's eyes as he looked at Haibara Ai gradually changed.

"Don't think about it, idiot."

With a flushed face, Huiyuan Ai explained in a panic:

"Although they did turn into tentacle monsters, they showed no sign of moving at all."

After thinking for a long time, Ichinosuke suddenly said:

"Xiao Ai, do you think it's because I lost consciousness and couldn't control them that I failed?"

In the back seat, the two looked at each other. This situation didn't seem like a good opportunity to verify their hypothesis.

"Forget it, let's go back and try again."

As he said that, Ichinosuke put the two identical crayons back into the system space, nodded his head, found the most comfortable position on Haibara Ai's legs, and began to make up for the lack of sleep last night.

Haibara Ai also yawned softly, tilted her body, leaned on Ichinosuke, and slowly closed her ice-blue eyes.

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There are many aliens, aliens, and even monsters in Crayon Shin-chan's world.