Ultra: I, Godzilla, will be Ultra’s mentor?

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The wooden door has been used for a long time and makes a lot of noise.

An old woman in very simple clothes opened the door a crack and showed half of her face: "Who are you?"

The two men looked at each other, and Dagu took a step back tacitly to let Yak speak.

"Hello...Hello...We are...Smithda, travelers from Korea."

Yake curled up his neck and shivered as if he was frozen. "We are unfamiliar with the place and can't find the way. Can we stay here for one night?"

The weather turned cooler, and the evenings were windy and cold.

Seeing how thinly the two were dressed, the old woman believed them to be true. She opened the door and muttered, "Come in. What's going on today? There are homeless people everywhere."

everywhere?

Dagu grasped the key words.

I walked into the house and sure enough!

A Standel alien dressed in red was wrapped in a blanket and holding a cup of tea in his hand.

Alien!

The captain is right.

Dagu stood in front of the old woman, tense his muscles, ready to be ready for any possible conflict.

For a moment, the situation was tense!

Snapped!

"oops!"

Dagu covered his head.

Including Yak and the alien, they were all given a slap in the face.

The old woman's frail body blocked the sight of several people like a thick wall: "No fighting, everyone should live in peace."

(Yake: No, I didn’t do anything. They want to fight, what does it have to do with me???)

“Beep…beep…”

The crystals on the Standel star's face flickered, and the language was automatically transferred to his brain: "Yes, grandma."

"That's good, that's good. I'll go make some tea and you two can have a good chat."

The old woman smiled, turned and walked out.

The scene became awkward again.

It was Yake who sat down first, crossing his arms over his chest: "Tell me, who are you and what is your purpose?"

The alien was quite honest: "I am Redel from the planet Standel. I am here to find a man named Abobas."

Abbas?

That blue spaceman?

Da Gu frowned and said, "Why did you arrest the Earthlings? And what did you do to the old woman?"

Raeder was silent for a moment.

"The Abbas are a blue race of the night, coming to Earth to capture warriors who can fight during the day.

I would be very weak at night. If it wasn’t for my grandmother, I would have been seriously injured and died. It was she who dragged me back.”

Humans took in the aliens.

A situation that almost no one would believe if you told them.

"Captain?" Dagu looked at Yak in confusion.

Yake nodded: "Indeed, I didn't feel any external energy invading the old woman, it should be that she saved it spontaneously."

Scratch...

The sliding door was pulled open.

The old woman's hands were shaking as she made a cup of tea for Dagu and Yake respectively. "I don't know if you guys want to drink this tea or not. Come on."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

The three of them tacitly agreed not to continue the previous topic.

“I’m the only one here, so please don’t be polite and treat me like your own home.

Are you hungry? My old man is dead, and eating alone doesn’t taste good, so there is nothing delicious at home.”

The old woman brought out a plate of food from the cabinet at the back: "My teeth can no longer chew them. These pancakes have been stored for a long time. Please don't despise them."

It seemed like she hadn't sat down and talked with anyone for a long time. The old woman was a little nagging: "Where are you from? Why are you dressed so strangely?"

“Beep…beep…”

"Standel? Are you here looking for someone? You can stay here until you find that person."

A spaceman, a human being.

A very strange combination, but miraculously they were sitting together and talking at this time.

The old woman was not frightened because the alien looked different from her. Instead, she was very happy that someone was talking to her.

"Captain, what should we do?" Dagu was at a loss.

"Wait and see." In Jack's eyes, the old woman's soul was glowing with a soft golden light.

This shows that the old man in front of us is a very kind person.

Godzilla doesn't like what humans do, but some of them are pretty good.

Yak did not interrupt their conversation, but pulled Dagu aside and watched quietly.

Supervision.

Godzilla's duty.

Ark does not have an accurate position as a human or a monster. His behavior is more based on nature rather than simply good or evil.

The night is getting darker.

The old woman was a little tired from chatting: "I'm so tired, there haven't been any customers for a long time, sorry, I have to go to bed first.

You guys chat.”

The old woman's feet felt numb after kneeling for too long, so Dagu hurried forward to support her and walk her out the door.

Watching the old woman leave, Jack leaned on the table, leaning forward in an oppressive posture, approaching Redel.

"I hate aliens. I'll give you three days to get out of here. Otherwise... don't blame me."

"You are not a human, who are you?" Redel also reacted.

The man in front of him just looked exactly like a human.

Yake grinned, revealing his fangs: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. The Earth doesn't like outsiders. He asked me to warn you to get out of here, or... I'll eat you!"

To be honest, the reason why Tiga was accepted was because there were endless monsters that needed to be cleared.

Who likes to have fleas?

Now that Godzilla is here, the Earth Will has more people to choose from.

Compared to Tiga, who came from a foreign land, Yak is the first protector of the will of the earth.

"........"

...

The night passed.

When she woke up early in the morning, the old woman found that the prepared guest room was tidy and there was no sign that anyone had slept there.

When I came to the living room, except for the lights which were still on, everything else was neatly tidied.

It was as if no one had been here.

"It seems that he is gone." The old woman sat down cross-legged, and the sunlight outside the house shone in obliquely.

As if adding some vitality to the deserted room, the old lady murmured to herself: "What does it matter if we don't speak the language? Why bother leaving?"

Taking advantage of the good weather, grandma went out to the supermarket and bought a lot of things.

"Grandma, why did you buy so much? You can't finish it all by yourself." The saleswoman said, "Just buy the same amount as usual."

"No, I want to buy them all back. Maybe there will be customers today." The old lady smiled and rejected the salesperson's kindness.

But will there really be guests?

Carrying a lot of things is still too heavy for an elderly person.

The old lady stopped at the usual park and fed the pigeons with the bread in her hand.

In the park, adults were playing with their children, and an old lady was sitting under the shade of a tree, looking a little dazed.

Wow...

A gust of wind blew, and the flock of gray pigeons was startled and flew away, leaving only a few lonely ones on the ground.

After resting enough, the old lady walked home along the road she had walked countless times.

I stopped as usual on the bridge when passing by, reminiscing about the past, and there was someone who accompanied me walking along the familiar streets.

"Hey, hurry up, are you going to jump or not?" A young man dressed like a gangster said impatiently.

The woman next to him echoed: "Whether you jump or not, we are very busy."

The old lady turned around and glared at the two of them, but there was nothing she could do.

"What are you looking at!"

The man stood up and reached out to push.

"Don't be rude to grandma!" A hand grabbed the man tightly.