Bighorn Bull is in charge of leading, and I, Beria, am in charge of raising it.

However, just like Belial, who mastered the language of the Ultra race on the very first day he transmigrated, without any instruction.

The fact that he transmigrated into Belial's body was clearly more than just a change of appearance.

All of the original Belial's talents were probably passed down to the current Belial, along with this physical form.

Who was the original Belial?

That was the Dark Emperor who single-handedly created the Dark Lops Legion and easily ruled over the entire parallel universe!

Furthermore, with the development of the Hyperspace Destruction Bomb, it destroyed the entire universe in one fell swoop, triggering the Impaler Crisis and forcing the King of Ultra to sacrifice himself to reshape the existence of the universe!

With that level of intelligence, let alone retaining it completely, even a fraction of it would be enough for Belial to stand out among all the military commanders!

Of course, Belial didn't realize this at first.

Around the time Belial turned one thousand, in accordance with the regulations of the Land of Light, he and a group of other young Ultramen of the same age, including Ken, entered the school of the Land of Light.

Belial still remembers the content of the first day's lesson, which was "the basic principles of plasma energy conversion." The lecturer was a Blue Clan instructor who looked somewhat like Hikari, exuded a strong aura of a senior member of the class, and seemed to have a lot of experience.

Behind him, in the holographic lesson plan suspended on the podium, were densely packed energy formulas and conversion models.

Upon hearing the name of the course, Beria was struck dumb, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Wow, what about ions... what's the principle behind it?

Are you sure this is content that a child on their first day of class can understand?!

What's the difference between this and arranging for kindergarteners to take the college entrance exam on their first day of school, before they've even settled in?!

Amidst his grief and indignation, Belial, convinced that even if he sat here and studied diligently, it would only be a waste of time, began to ponder how he could legally skip school. At the same time, following his mentor's instructions, he followed the crowd and flipped through the data board in front of him.

But Belial, who originally just wanted to put on a show, was surprised to find that he could understand most of the formulas and algorithms that he had expected to be as obscure as a book of cryptic texts, with just a cursory glance!

It was as if Beria had learned and mastered this knowledge long ago, only to have forgotten it. Now, stimulated by the familiar scene, he remembered it all again.

This astonishing discovery instantly brightened Beria's mood. He instinctively turned to share the good news with his best friend, Ken.

Then, Beria saw a comical scene that he would never forget.

Jian sat down next to Belial, his hands neatly placed on the table, his eyes fixed on a series of formulas in front of him.

But upon closer inspection, one would notice that Jian's eyes were completely unfocused. His gaze seemed to pierce through the data panel, fixated on some distant, undefined object.

Thinking back, if I were still alive at this time, and had taken on human form...

The expression on his face must have been one of utter bewilderment: "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?", "I recognize all these words individually, but how can they form a sentence?", "Aba, aba, aba..."

To say he was reading a wordless book would be an understatement. His expression was more like an entire fleet of Aliens from Empera was hurtling through his brain, and all he could do was stare wide-eyed.

"Jian."

Seeing this, Belial almost burst out laughing. But when he glanced out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the instructor on the podium was also glancing at Ken with a look of disappointment and helplessness, Belial couldn't bear to see his good brother embarrass himself in public, so he quickly lowered his voice and called out.

"Ken? Hey, Ken, stop daydreaming. Do you want to get yelled at on your first day of class?"

"...Huh? Huh? What? get out of class is over?"

Three seconds after he finished speaking, Jian suddenly jerked, as if he had been startled awake from some deep sleep, and almost jumped up from his seat.

Thankfully, Beria reached out in time and pressed down on Ken's shoulder. This slacker of abstinence from school didn't become the center of attention.

"No, this is just the beginning. We've only covered about one-thirtieth of it."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Jian did not speak, but Beria heard his deafening silence.

Then, with a look of despair mixed with a resigned acceptance of death, he continued to stare blankly at his textbook.

Fortunately, although the mentor noticed this, he only shook his head slightly and did not reprimand Jian in public.

Furthermore, after noticing Belial's talent during subsequent lessons, she became clearly interested and began to focus on nurturing Belial. However, she completely ignored Ken, who was fast asleep next to her, displaying a Buddhist-like attitude that he would study if he could, and if he couldn't, he would sleep and rest peacefully, as long as he didn't disturb the other students.

This made Beria realize something.

Why was the Land of Light divided into the Silver, Red, and Blue races in the original worldview? And why was the Blue race specifically responsible for scientific research?

Because their responsibilities are determined by genetic inheritance from the moment they are born.

A natural-born warrior like Ken could fight monsters non-stop for three hundred rounds without sleep.

But you want him to sit in a classroom and study?

In less than three minutes, he could scratch his own horn raw.

However, this is actually good news for Beria.

This means that Belial has another option in his fight against Alien Empera.

Therefore, from that day on, Belial began a disciplined life of going back and forth between school and training ground.

When Belial turned five thousand years old, under the guidance and supervision of his mentor, he personally created an amazing little gadget by referring to the design blueprints provided in the book.

Miniature plasma spark.

It was a device only the size of a fist, with a precisely compressed energy crystal at its core, surrounded by six nested stabilizing rings.

When it is activated, the core emits a soft, warm, and stable emerald green light, like a tamed little sun.

Of course, the energy stored inside is like a child's toy compared to the almost inexhaustible energy core at the top of the plasma spark tower.

Roughly estimating, Belial could probably deduce that even if all the energy inside was exhausted, it would only be enough for the user to transform once more and remain active for about two minutes and thirty seconds.

But in essence, the energy stored in this crystal is exactly the same as that in the plasma spark core!

Because it was the early prototype of the Plasma Spark developed during the time when the Land of Light was desperately trying to save itself after the sun exploded!

Today, with the Land of Light's technology constantly evolving, this invention, originally kept as a top secret, has long been included in textbooks. Even Belial, a 5,000-year-old young Ultraman, can now independently create one.

If we continue to improve, optimize, and upgrade this prototype...

As long as the approach is correct, creating another plasma spark core is not impossible.

Even Belial, who seemed to be in a daze, actually suddenly realized...

If sufficient materials and equipment are provided...

The original Belial didn't even need to fight his way into the Land of Light to seize the Plasma Spark Core; he could have easily created one himself!

This idea may sound absurd or nonsensical at first glance.

But when you think about the level of invention displayed by the original Belial, it's practically comparable to the wolf king of the Green Green Grassland who can never catch a sheep...

Beria suddenly found it reasonable again.

Following this line of thought, if the original Belial hadn't turned to the dark side and squandered his advantages, but instead had played to his strengths and developed his talent in scientific research…

Therefore, by the time the first generation went to Earth, Belial would most likely already be the second-in-command of the Space Garrison.

He also serves as the director of the Space Science and Technology Bureau.

At that time, those renowned Blue Clan genius scientists in the future timeline—especially that one superhuman, Hikaru, who claims he doesn't have the power of the Ultra Brothers but has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds and is considered the source of chaos in the universe—might all be his underlings!

At that time, besides Hikari, we can also bring along the Vanton alien from X, and the Saint Zhangren from Triga... If these "war criminals" get together and come up with some new cheat codes, how could we not be able to defeat Father of Ultra, who has a back injury?

Is it worth turning from a top male model into a hunchbacked bullfrog just to try and get a piece of cake that the Reiblood aliens drew, a cake that can't be seen or touched?

Even today, this thought, whenever it surfaces in his mind, makes Belial burst out laughing. It also strengthens his belief that, as long as he doesn't have a relapse, he'll be even stronger than the original Belial!

For some reason, every time Belial thought this way, he could always hear a disgruntled groan in his ear.

But no matter how hard Belial searched, he couldn't find the source of the sound.

In the end, since he didn't see any real loss, he could only assume that he was just having occasional auditory hallucinations and didn't take it to heart at all.

Of course, throughout these past ten thousand years, Beria never gave up another secret obsession.

Looking for Mary.

That is, the future Mother of Ultra.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Belial wanted to take advantage of the transmigrator's intelligence to intercept Mary, steal her away, and ruin Taro's chance of being born.

Although Belial is now a pure warrior.

But before he traveled through time, Belial was a pure-hearted warrior who was addicted to shipping couples.

Ken and Mary are one of the few officially recognized heterosexual couples in Ultraman history, and they even got married!

Now that I've already traveled into the Ultraman universe, wouldn't it be a waste of my trip if I couldn't get real-life versions of this kind of pairing and get the latest gossip?

So over the years, Beria had been secretly inquiring about the name "Marie" in his spare time.

Unfortunately, the Ultra race is great in every way except for its large population.

Even the name "Beria" has many counterparts.

Names like "Mary," which are too common, are even more numerous.

So much so that over the past ten thousand years, Belial has inquired about at least four figures related to "Mary." He's involved with the Silver Clan, the Red Clan, and the Blue Clan—all of them.

Some of the ages don't match.

Some personalities don't match.

Some races don't match.

Some of them don't match the appearance.

Even if there are only one or two people who meet all four conditions, they are already taken, with a random Ultraman, whom Belial doesn't even know, standing beside them. They are very affectionate and loving towards each other, and they don't seem like the kind of people who would become the Mother of Ultra and end up with Ken in the future.

And so, Belial searched for ten thousand years, only to be met with a wall for ten thousand years.

He bumped his head all over, and was about to leave the Land of Light for further training when he reluctantly chose to give up, admitting that this was probably fate, something that couldn't be forced.

It's such a pity...

What a wonderful childhood sweetheart story!

If Mary had appeared earlier, Belial, a devoted fan of the couple, would have been able to witness firsthand the entire process of this future pair getting to know each other, and see how this perfect couple made their first step together.

He can also use Belial's knowledge of time travel to serve as a strategist for Ken, helping him avoid those straight-man moves that he'll regret for the rest of his life.

even……

Even Taro, the "sixth-ranked" player, could potentially rise to become the "top" due to changes in the timeline.

Alas, it's all just a pipe dream...

Right now, to ensure everything goes smoothly during the training trip...

Belial, who suffers from the incurable disease of "fear of insufficient firepower," has to work overtime to prepare more life-saving equipment before the departure date.

Thinking this way, Belial felt that he had rested enough for the time he had spent lost in thought.

He grabbed the tools from the table, glanced at them briefly, and then continued working diligently.

……

Beria's Diary

Hmm... We have no information whatsoever. It's just Ken and me, and it's our first time going on such a long trip. I feel really uncertain about it...

Could there be aliens who, taking advantage of our numbers, bully the two of us?

Thinking about it this way...

Aside from essential emergency equipment, each person only carried 30,000 portable small plasma sparks. Isn't that a bit too hasty?

Or, how about I make some more, so that each person gets 40,000?

Oh right, we also need a trigger mechanism.

If you run into an opponent you can't beat, just throw this thing like a grenade...

Throwing away several thousand or ten thousand at once...

Even if it doesn't kill them, it should be able to keep the enemy under control for a while, right?

If this thing were to explode, how powerful would it be?

Tsk, it's a pity there's no time to test it. But with so much energy, if it's all released in an instant, it shouldn't be too bad, right?

At the very least, it should be comparable to a Specium Ray...?

...What do you mean by saying that I'm going out to gain experience, or that I want to wage an invasion war, or destroy a planet's civilization?

Why do those who are still alive look at me with that strange expression after seeing the results I've presented?