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The sports car was racing on the highway between Queens and West Midtown.

Sitting in the passenger seat, the wings on the monster girl's arms were waving in the wind.

Feeling the rising buoyancy, Bemonstein looked eager to try.

"Don't move, you've covered the reflector."

He released the accelerator and slowly put his foot on the brake. Bruce frowned, turned sideways and pulled up the seat belt, tightly restraining the monster girl on the seat.

"Hmm, a little tight."

Bemonstein pulled out the seat belt and let go with a snap.

Soon, as if she had discovered a new world, the monster girl flipped the seat belt back and forth and had a great time.

"If you continue to act like this, your food expenses will be halved from now on."

There were faint veins on his forehead. Feeling that his attention was constantly being distracted, Bruce decisively launched his trump card.

"I was wrong, the boss didn't want it."

The little monster whose vitals were pinched let out a whimper and fell onto the opponent's lap.

"Let go, where is your backbone as a giant monster in the universe?"

After narrowly avoiding the heavy truck driving side by side in front of him, Bruce stretched out his hand rather tiredly, trying to push away a certain monster girl.

"I don't think so. Can I eat my backbone?"

He shamelessly posted it again, and the monster girl showed disdain.

"Let go and I'll take you to a place to eat right away."

Seeing that Bemonstein seemed to be indifferent and refused to give in on the "eating" aspect, Bruce had no choice but to make a compromise.

"Yes, boss."

After receiving the affirmative answer, as if he had changed a different person, Bemonstein quickly sat down obediently.

""

Bruce felt inexplicably sad.

If his senior Tyro knew that a certain shameful guy could easily be bribed with three meals a day, would he feel that the battle he had risked his life for was not worth it?

"Bemonstein, does the Kingdom of Light still exist in the world you were in?"

When the car arrived at the designated location, he paused and grabbed the little monster who was eager to jump out of the car. The young man hesitated to ask the doubts that had been accumulated in his heart.

"Country of Light, those annoying Ultraman you mentioned, haven't they all been sealed away?"

After biting his fingers and thinking for a while, the hair on Bemonstein's head trembled, and he suddenly looked at the person in front of him in horror.

"Hey, wait, why do you smell like an Ultra Warrior o﹏o?"

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Bemenstein felt like he had discovered something remarkable.

Is your reflection arc as long as twice around the equator?

The young man was speechless.

"Ultraman has been sealed, what's going on?"

Ignoring the monster girl's funny appearance, Bruce frowned and asked.

"I don't know, a voice told me this in my sleep."

Timidly hugging his weak, pitiful and helpless self, Bemonstein looked up at the other person's face and answered cautiously.

"Did that voice say anything else?"

"There seems to be some kind of destruction, birth of new life, etc. Hehehe, I was sleepy at the time and didn't pay much attention."

The little monster touched his head in embarrassment, pouted guiltily and looked away.

Although he didn't have much hope for this unreliable guy, Bruce still sighed after hearing such a result.

I thought it was just an ordinary time travel, and the name of my plug-in was just a coincidence.

However, monsters appeared one after another, including the destruction of the Kingdom of Light in their mouths. Everything seemed to be shrouded in thick fog, making it difficult for Bruce, who was in the middle of the situation, to see clearly.

Forget it, the ship will be straightened out when it reaches the bridge. The current goal is to tap into as much potential as possible.

No matter what difficult challenges lie ahead, as long as you are strong enough, you can persevere.

Thinking of the powerful attributes of Tiga's suit, Zero's suit and even Noah's suit recorded in the database, Bruce's heart gradually calmed down.

"Boss, I'm hungry again"

Seeing the young man's face change from gloomy to clear, Bemonstein rolled his eyes and said sincerely.

"Get out of the car and I'll take you to eat."

Glancing unhappily at the cowardly little monster, Bruce unbuckled his seat belt and opened the car door.

"Long live the boss"

The monster girl violently tore off the seat belt, and the monster girl quickly followed Bruce Hammer's footsteps.

In front of eating, even the ferocious Ultraman can't make Bemonstein stop in fear.

This is a factory of Hanmer Industries in Queens where a large number of natural gas tanks are stored.

Americans generally use induction cookers to cook at home, and natural gas tanks are rare, let alone gas tanks.

So in order to solve the problem of three meals for the little monster, Bruce called his father's secretary and asked about the nearest natural gas storage center.

The person in charge of the factory, who received the news in advance, heard that it was the son of his big boss who made the impromptu decision. Regardless of the scorching sun at noon, he stood at the door of the factory long ago and waited eagerly.

Seeing a pair of handsome men and beautiful women coming out of a sports car in the distance, the fat-bellied person in charge's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"Excuse me, are you Master Bruce? My Excellency, Pauldykov, as the person in charge here, I am honored to meet you two."

On such a hot day, who else would drive to this place where there is no shit, except that young man with a hot head?

As for the unconventional girl wearing a feathered coat next to the young master, this one seems to be called cosplay. The middle-aged Mr. Dickov vaguely remembers hearing his son who is addicted to Two-dimensional mention it.

Gee, as expected, rich people really know how to play.

Looking at the girl's beautiful face, Old Paul couldn't help but think about it.

However, the other party was not in the mood to ponder what he was thinking at the moment. Didn't he see that the eyes of a certain monster girl next to him were already green with hunger? If he kept going on, someone might even have the intention of demolishing the factory.

"You can show me where the natural gas storage plant is. Just point it out to me."

Without further ado, Bruce directly stated his purpose.

"Ah oh ok, sir, that's the second factory over there."

After being slightly stunned, Dickov quickly reacted and pointed out Bruce's purpose diligently.

"Very good, right? Boldikov, I remember you. Remember to restrain your employees and don't let anyone near that room before I leave."

After patting Old Paul on the shoulder, Bruce warned him again in a friendly manner.

"As you command, sir."

Dickov promised excitedly, and then ran quickly towards the employees.

Just such a small thing could make the president's son remember him, and Old Paul immediately felt that it was worth more than anything else.

As for what little Mr. Hammer wants to do, it's not up to him as a small responsible person to think about it.

When Bruce closed the factory door with his backhand and turned around, Bemenstein had already climbed up a high storage tank on his hands and knees.

The sharp toe claws tore a small hole in the valve mouth, and the hard and strong iron sheet seemed as brittle as paper in front of the girl.

Before the gas inside could escape, the monster girl's little face couldn't wait to move forward. She took a few sips, and a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on her charming face.

That's it