Tiga returns to take a leisurely look at human affairs

The silver robe and the gold-patterned silver ring were two items that appeared around him as his body changed.

Hui Jian didn't say anything, but after a period of self-exploration, she felt that she had initially mastered the skills of using them.

This silver robe with a hood, Jian Hui discovered that there were many strange things about it.

First of all, when worn as a robe, it is as thin as a cicada's wings and does not feel any weight at all. It does not stain. It is also resistant to high temperatures and extreme cold, and can even offset impact forces.

Wrap the rice in this silver robe, and the rice will still be raw no matter how long it is steamed in the pot; wrap the leftover rice in this silver robe, and no matter how long it is kept in the refrigerator, the food inside will be hot; even if it is chopped with a knife Even if you chop or shoot with the victory sea gun, the silver robe will remain intact.

Putting it on is like wearing an incredible piece of soft armor.

Secondly, when this silver robe is folded, it can be folded very small and very thin. Even the thinnest silk fabric known to mankind today cannot achieve this level.

Whether folded as a handkerchief and stored in a pocket, or worn as a scarf around the neck, it is very suitable.

As for this silver ring with gold patterns, Hui Jian currently believes that its function is mainly to strengthen.

Because every time he wears it, Hui Jian can feel that his strength, speed, hearing, visual acuity and other physical fitness indicators will be greatly improved again.

Wearing this ring home last night, when she opened the door, she almost ripped the metal door handle off the door frame.

Hui Jian knew that if she wanted to act secretly, she would find more information about superpowers in official and unofficial databases of various countries. Then she will definitely use the power of these two items in the future.

After sleeping all day, Hui Jian felt that she was in a very good state of mind now, so she quickly turned on her computer and entered working mode, and began to search for various information about superpowers on the Internet.

In this search, good guys, the teleportation master Furuizawa Tai, the cursed murderer Yunobu Watanabe, the mind-reading prodigy Kirino Makoto, the soul out-of-body Yuuto Haiseki, and many more characters from other countries, all kinds of fancy. The reports are out.

But most of it is old information from twenty or thirty years ago. Today, it is almost difficult to verify who is true and who is false.

While searching, Hui Jian suddenly remembered. Previously, when the Victory Team and Ultraman Tiga were fighting against the Suna Ghost in Suna Mountain, the last blow of the sword instantly killed the Suna Ghost's head.

Munakata, Lina, Horii and other members of the team flying the plane all saw it. It was obviously a third-party force other than the Victory Team and Ultraman Tiga.

According to the later mission report of the Dagu team, the person who threw the knife was named Ida Iryu, and he was an ancient human warrior soul possessing a human body.

It seems that humans in ancient times actually had the ability to fight and even defeat giant monsters alone?

At that time, after these reports reached the upper echelons of TPC, they were laughed at by those high-level scholars for a long time. In their view, these reports were simply a fantasy.

Since the emergence of the time machine, it has been irrefutably proven that ancient humans had technological levels far superior to those of today.

The scientists at TPC seemed to have been stimulated to their nerves. They were holding their breath and were conducting scientific research day and night.

Nowadays, it is not so much that ancient humans can cut off the arms and legs of monsters with one knife and fly them around. They would definitely feel that the scenes of ancient humans carrying Star Destroyer Cannons and blasting monsters into pieces would be more realistic and believable in comparison.

But now, looking back at the incident in Suna Mountain, it may be an opportunity to understand people with super powers.

Jian Hui thought about it and decided to ask Dagu again tomorrow to find out more.

In this way, Hui Jian was sorting out the information on the Internet, and the night passed quickly.

As expected, even after working all night long, she still didn't feel tired at all. At dawn in the morning, Hui Jian had already put on the silver robe and the victory team uniform, and then drove back to the TPC Far East headquarters.

……

TPC Far East Headquarters is a pyramid-shaped building built on the Boso Peninsula lake.

It occupies a large area and has a very vast internal space, integrating many different functional areas such as daily office work, research experiments, and academic exchanges.

In addition to having their own independent headquarters, many units, including the Police Bureau and the Space Development Bureau, also rented their own floors in the TPC Far East Headquarters and set up their own business acceptance branches here.

In the entire Far East headquarters base, even when there are the fewest people on duty, there are tens of thousands of people working inside.

However, even so, there are still many areas that are temporarily idle, and it can be said that few people come there.

However, in these ordinary corridors that look very ordinary, so ordinary that anyone passing by is too lazy to turn around and glance around, there is something extraordinary hidden.

On both sides of this corridor, there are a row of sliding doors painted with yellow wood grain, and each of these sliding wooden doors looks quite thick.

There is one door that looks exactly the same as the surrounding doors, but in fact, the interior is made of explosion-proof steel plates several centimeters thick. Even though there are built-in slide rails underneath, its material makes it so heavy that you have to start the motor to open it.

Moreover, this door and the four walls of this room are also equipped with high-power wireless signal jammers. After the door is pulled up, it fits tightly and has excellent sound insulation.

It can be said that as long as you stay in this building, no one will know what is happening here unless the people inside take the initiative to disclose it.

There are no windows in the room, and the space is not particularly spacious. A hollow round table that can accommodate five or six people sitting around takes up most of the interior space.

There is also the slightly dim light, which brings out a bit of the depression here.

At this time, there were several figures sitting around the round table. They were male and female, tall and short, fat and thin.

The clothing is even more colorful. Some of them wear ripped pants and some have single earrings.

Some of them deliberately put on half of their elegant white long sleeves and put the other half on the back of the chair, deliberately exposing the tight muscle lines on his shoulders and arms.

There was also a man who looked to be in his fifties, with sunken eyes and skinny bones. He obviously had a long history of drug abuse.

He just wore big pants and a yellow vest, and he still had a broken cigarette butt in his mouth. After a while, he would smack the mouth a few times, causing the non-mainstream people around him to frown.

But if there is anything these people have in common.

The most obvious thing is probably that they all have a brand new metal hoop with blue light dots on their foreheads.

The silence in the room didn't last long, and the skinny drug-addicted man with his legs crossed was the first to break the silence.

"Damn it, how long is he going to keep us waiting!"

He started with a scornful tone of voice, and then followed it up with the words "I'm so annoyed"!

As soon as the words left his mouth, the cigarette butt fell from his mouth.

However, what is very strange is that the cigarette butt not only did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air for a moment, and then flew out like a stone, knocking a small dent in the thick metal plate on the wall.

No one in the room was surprised, and no one paid any attention to his complaints.

After another moment of silence, the person who spoke this time was the muscular and elegant man in long sleeves and half clothes.

"You should all have heard that one of our companions here, Hunter. He is dead. He died in the tsunami."

The gentle man said this, deliberately emphasizing the word "companion". But there was no trace of sadness or sorrow in his words, instead there was a hint of frivolity and teasing.

The people sitting around the round table looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they all seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and laughed one after another, and the drug-addicted man laughed the loudest, without any hesitation. The awareness of being bored by the people around you.