What? Ultraman is lifelong?

As a person with a military background, Munakata Seiichi does not have any special hobbies. The only thing that can be called a hobby is that when he was a soldier, he developed the habit of going to bars and listening to jazz.

Even after leaving the military and joining TPC, and becoming the vice-captain of the Victory Team, he still maintained this hobby, but I don’t know if it’s because this hobby is really bourgeois and looks very old-school. Munakata never revealed this hobby of his to anyone else.

As a rising cadre and the head of the special forces, although there are some holidays, there are not many days when Munakata is allowed to completely leave work, so he only comes to visit every few weeks now. this place.

Of course, Munakata doesn't drink.

Compared with other customers, he always sips a glass of milk. Any ordinary customer who orders milk at the bar will definitely be disliked by the boss, but Munakata is different.

Although I don't know what Zongfang does specifically, people in the bar have known him for a long time, and they also have some speculations about his work. For Zongfang's behavior of not drinking, other people do not despise him, but are full of admiration.

Zongfang was sitting in the corner of the bar, shaking the milk in his hand, closing his eyes, quietly enjoying the different feeling of the scene, and enjoying the improvised orchestral sound of the performers on the stage. Suddenly, someone's voice came from the side. sound.

"There is too much pressure from society. Is there something wrong with the physical examination?"

Zongfang was stunned for a moment. He turned around and saw a somewhat slovenly, slightly decadent middle-aged man with messy hair, a hint of artist and tramp, standing in front of him with a glass in his hand.

"I'm sorry, isn't that a little strange?" Seeing Zongfang's reaction, the middle-aged man also realized that his sudden conversation was strange, and said apologetically, "It's a professional habit. I don't think you are. Drinking, I’m always on the lookout for weird things like this.”

Due to professional habits, Zongkata was wary of strangers. A dozen possible jobs flashed through his mind, but he replied: "I am currently quitting drinking."

"Ha, me too, I've quit drinking six times."

Zongfang didn't hold back for a moment and laughed, "Then you can be said to be an experienced veteran in quitting drinking."

The man's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey Onoda, ah, the office, on the Pacific Ocean? Are you sure? Did you say it on the inside of TPC?"

He glanced to the side again, but he found that Zongfang had disappeared, and only the empty 'wine glass' was left on the table.

Shaking his head, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then stood up, put on his bag, turned and walked out of the bar, constantly muttering, "Working~ working~"

. . . . . .

"Ah - why do you have to come here to work at night after completing the work of Victory Team during the day!!!" Horii pushed open the door of the conference room in despair. Others had already arrived at the conference room, "Report, Victory Team ~Horii~”

"There's no energy! You're so listless and you think you're from the special forces!" Yoshioka stared at Horii, "There's no energy, come in again!"

Horii reluctantly withdrew, then opened the door of the conference room again, "Report! I am! Horii from the victory team!"

"Very good! Very energetic!" Yoshioka stepped forward and patted Horii on the shoulder, "This is our Showa man!"

Horii scratched his head. He really had no way to refute Yoshioka's words, because it was really the Showa era when he was born.

"Stop complaining, kid. Except for you, we all work during the day and continue to work overtime at night." Staff Officer Nanyuan waved his fan while drinking hot tea. "The overtime wages are paid by our staff department. You are seconded."

"Why isn't it from our police station?" Yoshioka suddenly became unhappy again after hearing Nan Yuan's words.

"Hmph! If you count the money, you will never be able to hire me, Keigo Masaki." Keigo Masaki's voice came from the ground. Horii looked around the table, only to find that Keigo Masaki was doing push-ups while watching. Latest papers.

"Besides, not everyone works during the day." Masaki Keigo got up from the ground, then turned his head and kicked the back of Casto's chair, "You sleep during the day! You sleep at night! How long can you sleep!"

Everything is difficult at the beginning, especially when facing a brand-new system. Although Sawai has used his well-informed brain to find a new path for the relationship between humans and Kyrielodians, the progress of everything is still slower than before. It's harder to imagine.

It was still the same high-level conference room, with the same few people, but without Director Sawai.

"The start was not so smooth. Although the witch and her companions want to cooperate with humans, how can I prove that cooperation with us will produce good results?" Masaki Keigo sighed, "That old man Sawai Guy, after coming up with a plan, people ran away. Humph, the old guy is really "

"Hey! Don't talk like an old guy." Yoshioka looked at Keigo Masaki angrily, "Nahara and I are still sitting here!"

"I'm younger than you, and you and the director are of the same generation."

Horii shrugged, "We have to give them benefits, and we have to make them realize that they must make contributions in order to get benefits. We can't just let them attack their fellow racers from the beginning."

At this point Horii also sighed, "I'm just a scientist, why do you have to let me participate in this meeting?"

"Can't you discuss it among yourselves? You have to call me over every time. Now, the other people in the victory team look at me strangely, as if I've changed jobs."

"Anyway, your usual job is to recover meteorites. Wait until you are needed." Chief of Staff Nanyuan said politely, "The most urgent task now is to find an opportunity, an opportunity that can bring humanity and Kylierod together." An opportunity for people to work together.”

"How can it be so simple? Let's not talk about how human society can accept life forms other than humans so easily. Let's just say that within our police department, we are also quite hostile to the Kilielodians." Yoshioka shook his head. Tou said helplessly.

"And even if there is a crisis on the earth, this first cooperation must be within a controllable range. It is best if everyone does not need to contribute too much." Masaki Keigo added.

"It's best if this monster can't arouse the stress response of the Kirielodians. You must know that some of the monsters on the earth have been seen by them before. They..."

Casto was just halfway through what he said when suddenly all the communicators in the conference room rang at the same time. Casto was the first to answer the phone, "This is Casto, what? Really? Okay. knew."

"Corpse? That's not a corpse, that's a monster! Oh, don't worry, that one is just right for training, it's not a difficult enemy to deal with."

Casto ended the communication, and then looked at the others with a strange expression, "We found a monster corpse in the Pacific Ocean that was tested before, but it was not actually a corpse, but except for some effects on people's senses, everything else met our requirements. .”

The others were stunned for a moment, then reacted.