Otto's daily life

Chapter 208 Base Camp

Masaki and Daigu were surprised, what did it mean.

Yanai was also a little surprised. Was Zhen going to tell him about his experience?

Masaki's attitude gradually softened. He sighed and said, "I just want to borrow the Spark Prism, the light particle converter. I have searched various ruins and found the giant stone statue and repaired it. As long as I use the Spark Prism to convert it, I can become Ultraman."

Yana gave him a thumbs up. Regardless of whether it can be done or not, isn’t this action more capable than Kirino?

After so many years of preparation, she was just one step away from success, but was "intercepted" by Dagu. Even she would have been furious and collapsed.

Feeling the meaning of Yana's eyes, Kirino's cheeks twitched slightly. I'm sorry, I'm too indifferent.

Moroboshi Makoto originally intended to give him a sense of oneness, letting him fight some monsters, and then let Masaki bear all the pain, he would not share it.

Let him see that monsters are not so easy to beat. If there are no monsters, let Hill or Goss go up and let him enjoy the Ultraman Experience Card 24h and the monster gang fight copy.

Not knowing what kind of cruel thing the seemingly kind-hearted guy who would turn him into Ultraman was thinking, Masaki led them to open the tree hole and went through many twists and turns to the underground.

"This is my base camp. It's here that I recruit aliens to develop technology for me. In return, I protect them." Masaki showed them along the way. Some of the aliens that passed by turned into human form, while others returned to their original form in strange shapes.

"Aren't you worried about some aliens with bad intentions?" Dagu couldn't help but question.

"Hehe, this is just the periphery. I mainly learn their technology, not use it. I have arranged for humans to learn their technology, and after they have thoroughly learned it, they will apply it to their own inventions. I am not your Victory Team, you can't force everything into me." Masaki said sarcastically. It can be seen that he quite dislikes Daiko.

Dagu was stabbed again and felt deeply offended.

He wanted to defend the Victory Team, but the other side didn't give him a chance.

"We're here. There's no one here. Let's have a good talk." Masamune gritted his teeth. If he could defeat them, things wouldn't be so troublesome. He would just rob them on the street. Why waste time talking to them?

Zhu Xingzhen looked at their current environment with great interest.

The flawless white basic environment and the crystal clear single-sided glass allow you to see the bustling flow of people working in the office below.

"This is the junction of the outer and inner areas, and it's considered the entertainment area." Masaki asked them, "What would you like to drink?"

Yanai: "Wine!"

Moroboshi Makoto: “Milk.”

Kirino: “Black tea.”

Dagu: "Coffee."

Without saying anything, Masaki poured two cups of milk from the counter next to them and handed them to them under Yanai's aggrieved gaze, "Little sister, drink more milk."

Yanai looked at him with frustration as he stuffed the wine into a cabinet further inside.

Masaki: He doesn't have any wine here. What's in there is a new type of drink that he filled. He hasn't even drunk it yet, but he wants to give it to them. That's a nice thought.

He has a big family and a lot of business, so what if he's involved in a lot of fields?

While thinking, Masaki made the tea, handed it to Kirino, and then poured a glass of boiled water for Daigu.

Da Gu: “?” But when he met his unfriendly look, he swallowed the words silently.

Plain boiled water is also fine, he likes it the best.

Back to topic.

Zhu Xingzhen was the first to speak: "You want power?"

"Yes." Masaki clenched his fists. "I want the power to break the darkness. Based on Kirino's prediction, with Tiga's strength, we have no future at all."

Da Gu retorted: "Hasn't that day not come yet? Don't we still have a chance? And the prophecy can be broken."

Kirino shook his head: "I have seen many futures, and they are all dark without exception."

Masaki lost his composure and yelled at him: "Of course you are not afraid, you can leave at any time, but the earth will perish and repeat the destruction of the ancient times. So, I need strength. As long as we can crack the secret of the giant, we will be saved."

Dagu slammed the table and stood up. This time, the good guy got angry: "I won't leave. I promise with my life! Besides, if everyone is a giant, how can the ancient times perish? This is unrealistic."

You can say I am a bad pilot, you can say I am poor, you can say I am a bad pilot, but you cannot insult my personality!

Masaki sneered, "Things that happened 30 million years ago cannot be true if they are passed around. We need to grasp the current situation."

Dagu: "Palapaala."

Masaki: “Pala-pa-la.”

Occasionally, Kirino interrupted and said, "Ba La Ba La."

(I'm tired of writing subtitles, please imagine it yourself)

Yana and Moroboshi Shinichi looked at Daiko, then at Masaki, and their necks became sore from looking so much.

……

After half an hour.

The three of them were panting, glaring at each other, and no one took a step back.

Yana and Moroboshi Makoto had already drunk their fill of milk and were sprawled out on their chairs, analyzing their respective positions in their brains.

In order to obtain the Spark Prism, Masaki plans to usher in the era of artificial Ultraman, return to the ancient times, and use Ultraman as a weapon to resist the darkness that will soon invade.

Daigu disagrees, believing that exploring Ultraman too much would bring destruction. That is a taboo that cannot be touched by current Earth technology. Moreover, Ultraman is not a tool.

As for Kirino, he intervened in their argument and made their debate even more heated.

Zhu Xingzhen turned back speechlessly and whispered to Yanai: "Ultraman can't just transform whenever he wants. Even if he succeeds, aren't you afraid that a group of dark Ultramen will come out?"

"Dark Ultraman? Isn't that the same as Tiga? They can change back, right?" Yanai remembered the accidental glimpse he had that year. Tiga's dark body exuded a murderous aura. Under his cold and ruthless gaze, it was as if the devil had descended, like a high and mighty king had come to the scene in person, and with a wave of his finger, everything disappeared.

Unfortunately, she passed out after just one look. When she woke up, she only saw the unfaded Tiga. She asked him all kinds of questions, wanting to ask him what was wrong with his posture, but Tiga didn't answer her. Instead, he grabbed her and threw her into the garden to plant vegetables.

Hate~

Yanai frowned and couldn't help but mutter.

When she looked up, she saw that they had ended their arguing and were looking at Yana in horror along with Moroboshi Makoto.

"What's wrong?" Yanai looked confused.

"What did you say? Tiga is Dark Ultraman?" Daigu raised his voice.

Yanai blinked and shook his head decisively: "No, no, you heard it wrong."

"Really?" Dagu didn't quite believe it, but seeing that Yanai didn't seem to continue explaining, he skipped the topic for the time being and would ask her when she wanted to talk about it.

Moroboshi Shin changed the subject. He was sure he heard what Yana said wrong, but who cares? Yana trusted Tiga anyway, so it didn't matter whether it was right or wrong.