Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

In 1999, Japan.

A coastal town, a beach.

About 30 years after Seven left, human technology has become increasingly powerful, but due to the emergence of space invaders, just like the sleepless arms race during the Cold War, the growth of technology has made earth-shaking progress in military power, but has neglected light industry.

Although there have been great advances in the Earth Defense Force, a military-focused field, and even in the aerospace field, as well as in materials science, nuclear reactions, and applied physics, they have not been applied in civilian use. As a result, humans who can build bases on planets have not yet been able to develop touch-screen mobile phones in the commercial field. Jobs's isotope in different time and space is having a bloody head-on collision with the capital field.

This is a deformed world. Everyone is constantly expanding the military field and strengthening foreign strategies for the sake of survival, but the environment is getting worse and worse. Today, the greenhouse effect, forest reduction, iceberg melting and even abnormal volcanic activity can all be put on the table of the Earth Defense Force, and they are somewhat helpless.

If Xialong's original world were to confront this world, I'm afraid that human civilization on Xialong's side would be truly extinct. However, the world environment on Xialong's side, people's life satisfaction and comfort are much higher than here.

On the beach, the tide rose and fell, flooding the sand and then coming down. A man was lying on the beach, the sea water rolling over his body, from his trouser legs to his nose. He lay on the beach with his eyes closed and his head sideways. His clothes were tattered, and the style even made it strange as to where he was from.

There were no visible wounds on his body, but because he had been lying here for a long time, his body temperature had dropped a little. If he continued to stay here, he might drown if the tide rose slightly.

It is early morning now, and the other side of the sea is slightly white. There was a violent storm last night, and there was a small storm that came and went quickly. It was so strong that people living by the sea thought it was a typhoon, but it stopped soon.

When daybreak came, there was no sign of last night's storm at all. There was only the gentle ebb and flow of the water, as if Amphitrite, the goddess of the sea, was smiling gently. It was incredibly good weather for going out to sea.

A slightly older man was walking on the sea. He didn't look very tall or strong, but his face was full of the vicissitudes of time. He was walking slowly on the sea, but suddenly saw a man lying on the ground.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then began to rush over. He lifted the man up from the coastal area and turned him over. His strange clothes were covered with sand and gravel, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to still have signs of life.

"Hey, are you okay? Wake up!" The old man shook him and shouted a few times but there was no response. He touched the man's nose with his fingers, opened his mouth to check, with a serious look in his eyes.

"Hey, hello!"

......

Seven seconds pass. The grass on the plain, withering and flourishing every year, corpses, EVA, Victoria, Dostoyevsky, vacation...

The human eye is like a camera, seeing pictures frame by frame, but when these smallest pictures move in a certain way, the speed will make people think that they are continuous pictures...

The human spirit is an exception, but since ancient times, many people have believed that the human body is a machine...

The purple-pink sky, dim from the depths, appeared at seven o'clock in the summer, lasted for less than nineteen minutes, and then moved step by step towards the lightless seabed. The world gradually darkened, but Xia Long's retina seemed to still have the purple-pink sky. He quietly held his chin in front of the window and looked at the sky.

Is it normal, everything seems to be ok?

However, some parts are extremely distorted, so distorted that something is fundamentally wrong, as if the roots are inserted into the soil of another dimension.

The sky gradually changed color, which was obviously different from the change caused by the setting sun. It was an unnatural change, or irrational.

A crack appeared in a corner of the sky as if glass was broken, and then it suddenly exploded. Countless fragments of the sky fell down, and a deep and wide space appeared in its original place. In the space where purple and red colors mixed and flowed, a huge monster was stretching its limbs and roaring.

The entire sky cracked into a space as big as a mountain, and only the upper body of the monster was revealed.

The sky quickly darkened and the temperature dropped. As a gust of wind blew, bean-sized raindrops fell. The thunder and lightning seemed to echo the roar of a monster. The network-like lightning illuminated the sky. In the bad weather, the sky broke apart faster and faster. The mixed purple and red space eroded the sky with layers of dark clouds. Heavy rain poured down in the scarlet light.

In the violent storm, Xia Long met the roaring monster's eyes. The roaring monster's bright red eyes met Xia Long's, and the corners of the monster's mouth, under the cover of the wind and rain, gradually pulled into a smile...

Boom!

Xia Long suddenly opened his eyes, straightened his upper body and gasped for breath. His brain was in a mess, with many things mixed in it, as if someone else's memory was inserted in it, making him suffer. The feeling of just waking up was like the morning after a hangover. He couldn't even sort out his thoughts for a while.

"....This is it, Noel!...No...Here, where is it?"

Covering his head, Xia Long began to observe his surroundings.

——A room about 3-4 tatami mats in size? The reason for using this calculation is that this is a standard Japanese room style, with wooden planks on the floor and a slightly lower bed made of wood.

White wallpaper, a desk against the wall, a bookshelf against the wall opposite him, full of books, and a desk lamp on the desk. The clothes on my body should have been changed, I don't know who did it, but if that's the case, the other party should have no ill intentions.

There was a clock on the wall. Xia Long looked at it and saw that the time was 2:36 pm.

For Xia Long, this time period has a sense of decay, or a sense of aging. At this time of the day, it is already the time period of the elderly.

"...Am I not dead yet?"

He pulled back the quilt and got out of bed barefoot.

In Xia Long's memory, his sight finally stopped at the Ultimate Beast flying towards the sky and the universe.

I fell into a lake that seemed bottomless and reached the earth's crust, and sank into the endless darkness.

But...where is this place?

Why would I, a dead person, appear in such a place?

Or is this hell?

Without rushing out, Xia Long first took a look at the desk and gently touched it with his hand.

The desk was neatly arranged, as if it had not been used for a long time and was covered with a layer of dust. He went to the bookshelf and found that it was full of Japanese and English books. He was surprised.

Xia Long had a deep frown on his face, just like Ian during that period. Although he was a little uncomfortable, he could still understand the meaning of the words clearly, whether in Japanese or English, as if they were his mother tongue.

Xia Long casually took down a rather thick book from the bookshelf. It was a Japanese book. Judging from the title on the cover, it was about British history. After randomly opening a chapter and reading it, he found that it was a book focusing on the Middle Ages and the Black Death.

Most people probably have a rough understanding of the Black Death, which is a terrible plague that caused heavy casualties in the past. In this article, the author gives a more in-depth explanation of the pros and cons of the Black Death.

Taking the UK as an example, the Black Death broke out suddenly in 1348, starting from the south of England and attacking the whole of Britain. At that time, men, women, young and old were at risk of infection. There were too many deaths and there were not enough cemeteries, so they had to use fields to bury the dead.

The Black Death that occurred continuously starting from 1361 affected a wider area and caused a sharp decline in population, from 1300 million in 500 to only 15 million in the 250th century, a decline instead of an increase.

But for those who survived this period, living standards began to generally rise. The labor market shrank and wages became higher, so prices soared but the living standards of producers still improved. The abolition of serfdom was irreversible, so much so that this period was called the Golden Age of Labor. The hegemony of religion was indelibly damaged, and human reason gradually broke free from the shackles of theology.

The general public's perception of the Middle Ages is that it was a "Dark Ages", but the academic community has long refuted this. It is true that the Middle Ages were dark, but a period of time as long as a thousand years cannot be filled with only darkness. It is obviously unfair to summarize the Middle Ages simply as a Dark Age.

Xia Long looked at the author, who was British. It was indeed a translated work, with nationality and name written on it. This world looked similar to his original world, and this was clearly evident in both the text and the country.

However, he did not think that this was the same world as the one he had traveled through before.

He has already understood that the world he traveled to was not a future world or a science fiction world, but the world of Ultraman.

He went back to the page and turned it over. He saw the name "Fōya Haru" written in black pen in the blank space below the author's title. It must be the name of the book's owner.

Xia Long took another book. This was a book written entirely in English. It was thinner than the history book and looked like a science fiction or a popular science book about the universe.

The content of the book is not a popular science work like "Pale Blue Dot". It uses a lot of academic language and looks like a paper. Thanks to his language translation skills, he can understand it.

It is the gradual evolution history of SETI (Search for ExtraTerrestrial Intelligence).

This plan also exists in Sharon's world. It began in 1960. Due to the fear of the danger from real aliens, the plan initially only used radio telescopes to receive cosmic signals for analysis. However, unlike the fruitless efforts in Sharon's original world, the priority of the SETI plan in this world and the degree of change from its original appearance seem to be unprecedentedly greater than in Sharon's world.

He started flipping through the pages again, and sure enough, the blank space had "Furiya Haru" written on it in black marker.

From this, we can judge that the owner of this room is probably well educated and has studied abroad, otherwise he would not have such books.

The door of the room was opened.