Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

Fear can grip a person's heart like a bird's claws. For everyone, no matter how miserable and sad the future is, it can at least give people a sense of peace of mind and happiness. The unknown, even the thirty yuan in the lottery box, can make people nervous. The only difference is the size and amount.

At the same time, the tangible future is just as frightening, and no less than the fear of the unknown. When you understand that your loved one will definitely be taken away, the fear that gradually explodes in your heart will flow into every crevice in your soul like magma gushing out of the earth.

Fear cannot be erased. All we can do is wear fear as a coat, accept it, and wrap ourselves in it. If we don't live by devouring fear, the result will be that fear devours our lives and bores a big hole in our hearts.

There is no way to mend a broken hole. People cannot mend the hole in their own hearts. The hole is mended by themselves. To put it more strictly, the hole is drilled by others and sewn up by others. People are passive recipients in this regard, like an unconscious livestock tied with a bridle. But we are domesticated by ourselves, and this domestication is unanimously agreed upon by all life.

A life that cannot do so can have another value, and this value will make that person terrifying. A black sheep among white sheep symbolizes far more than just a thief, a liar, a prank, and meanness. It is a deeper and darker existence, the unrecognizable hidden under the recognizable, the bottomless inner world like a whirlpool, under a smiling mask, it is an unsettling winter, a "cheater."

Such people will either be expelled by the masses or executed by the masses. There is no third way. The moment they are separated from domestication, they are destined to drift further and further away from the group.

The guy who calls himself Xia Long has no idea what he is becoming.

Although perhaps no one will know or understand my thoughts, and they will only regard them as hysterical nonsense.

Radsuju - no, it was resentment that raised his head, and in the deep darkness he recalled his past with a distant civilization. Those pasts were like stars in the night sky, and he was like an astronomer. No matter what kind of stars and constellations, he could identify them as gently as scooping up water, and that water was like the blood in his veins.

Resentment manipulates one's own will in the darkness of one's mind that one deliberately maintains, and one's overall structure is a fragment.

——It's ridiculous. Creatures with a long life span would appear even in natural evolution. Nebula life, those force field life, and neutron star life are just lucky ones born by luck. But can immortality be achieved by an individual at no cost?

Resentment recalled those memories that were so long ago that they had become blurred, and slowly adjusted his mental structure.

Isolate the memories, extract the emotions, fill the empty space with mechanical indifference, add red blood-like engine oil, cover it tightly with a film, extract the fear, madness, hatred, anger and sadness together, and finally add the "spark" to fill the power. The whole process is as rigorous as a scalpel and lasts for fifty-three hours.

This was the last time he solidified his way of thinking, and it was the last time.

The essence of becoming an immortal resentful demon is that he can only think in that way. Otherwise, with his means, why would he use such a simple and crude attempt to seduce and control Xia Long?

Once the collective unconscious gives birth to individual consciousness, it means that it cannot be maintained. Resentment knows it very well. It is uncertain how long this personality transformation can last. But after this time, the things and debris left by him are not enough to make him remember the necessity of thinking about this issue again, and even his identity as a Yabo person will become blurred.

But purpose and obsession must remain, and in the end, he will become a "creature without purpose."

It's not sad, it's just an ending.

However, he also knew that if he really became like that, it would mean that he had failed, and might even fail in the fight with Xia Long. But no matter what, his obsession with killing Xia Long would be infinitely solidified. Even if he had to travel through parallel worlds, dimensions, and dimensions, he would definitely kill Xia Long.

Treat this as an obsession heavier than Ace.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to think again of the time when he was still a "human", when he was surprised and sneered at the earth, when he was angry and determined about the earth.

"We failed, but we were not wrong..."

The last memory is the first time I set foot on Earth.

It was a vaguely cold night, and although they did not feel the cold, they were shocked by the vastness and purity of the world. The power of nature was as beautiful as a painting in a work of art, and the silver moon and the dots of stars were like a blazing and surging painting, roaring like a tiger, burning between the pupils.

He opened his eyes, his grey pupils were calm, and the spiritual world around him was as thick as ink, as if it wanted to dye everything black so that something would never come out again.

But in contrast to Xia Long's spiritual world, which was dyed as black as ink by his own hands, he felt a long-lost peace.

All the memories of the past gathered together and turned into firewood in his heart.

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After Xia Long returned from work at sea, the Yabo people still did not move and continued to live their daily lives.

Investigate the incident, pay attention to the news, send out the God of Destruction, and exercise your resentment.

There is a patrol mission today and there is still time left, but Xia Long doesn’t see his partner Beidou there. After thinking for a while, he started to look for Beidou.

Inside the base’s multi-functional training room.

In his free time, Beidou trains in the combat training room of the base. Although many combat skills cannot produce the desired effect on super beasts, they are not useless.

He threw left and right hooks, and straight punches continuously. As he was fighting, Beidou suddenly inhaled and imagined that the person in front of him was not a human, but a gigantic super beast. He suddenly jumped forward, jumped into the arms of the "super beast", then carried the super beast on his back and used the opponent's weight to knock it to the ground.

Okay, then take advantage of the situation and use the Eight-point Light Wheel, cut the light wheel, and cut off the opponent's wings...

As Beidou was thinking this, he suddenly saw Manatsu Ryuu leaning against the door, with his arms folded across his chest and his body leaning against the door.

Beidou's body froze. Since his resurrection, his body has become much stronger in all aspects, but he still didn't notice when Xia Long came. It happened that he was just simulating a battle with a super beast.

Although he knew that Xia Long probably couldn't figure out the meaning of his meaningless actions, he still felt an unspeakable shame in his heart.

"Xia Long, where and when have you been?"

"Just arrived."

Xia Long was brief and to the point.

Beidou was almost used to Xia Long's way of talking. He walked to the hook, took down the towel and wiped his sweaty face and neck. "Want to try it? Let's move our body."

"No, there's no point in me doing this." Xia Long said noncommittally;

Beidou didn't think about it too much. Team member Zhen usually kept to himself, so when he did something strange or said something strange, it didn't seem strange to others.

"So why are you here...?"

It can't be that he's looking for me, right?

Beidou still remembered the patrol mission, but at this time he was thinking that Xia Long came to him for something private, but Xia Long really came to Beidou to gather in advance.

"It's almost our turn to patrol, and something just happened to fall upon us, so I'll go with you."

At a construction site in a commercial district somewhere in Tokyo, a criminal policeman was wearing a safety helmet, Xia Long and Beidou had their own standard helmets, and there was a worker who was covered in dust but very excited, and was talking and gesticulating.

"An egg, a two-meter-long egg! It's white, with green patterns on it, and it's very big. It swallowed our worker!"

The detective next to him looked numb and interrupted the worker, "Are you talking about a two-meter-long egg?"

"Yes, yes, at least two meters!"

The workers below were digging the soil, and a criminal policeman came out in small steps. He was also wearing a safety helmet. He was panting and blurted out these words after hearing them.

"We've dug so deep, but we can't even see the shadow of an egg. Are you sure?"

"of course."

"But the factory director said that the wooden piles in the tunnel were broken, causing a landslide, and your friend was buried by the soil."

The worker's mouth trembled but he said nothing.

"I think this is purely an accident." The detective who had been upstairs from the beginning concluded, and then said to Xia Long and Beidou, "Please go back, we will handle it, please, everyone go back."

This was the first time that Beidou had encountered such a situation, and unlike the last time he investigated at school, Beidou did not see anything unusual, and the detective was far more aggressive than the principal.

——This kind of aggression refers to a mixture of professionalism and impatience, but not maliciousness. Therefore, although Beidou was still a little hesitant and doubtful in his heart, he did not dare to speak out to reject the detective's words.

However, he is not the only one involved in this investigation.

Xia Long spoke.

He glanced at the detective.

“Can you take responsibility?”

"Eh?"

"If it was a landslide, we have been digging for so long but haven't even found a person. Where is the person buried under the soil? Why can't we find him?"

"This one……"

"You know what the Tucker Team is responsible for. We are dispatched only when there are unusual situations. The monster in Chofu City and the monster in Tokyo both appear and disappear suddenly. You said you can handle it. But if that egg is not a super beast, but some other threat that does exist, do you think you can take responsibility if something goes wrong?"

Xia Long said calmly, "I understand that you think a two-meter-long egg is incredible, but you are unwilling to believe in a two-meter-long egg when there are even fifty-meter-tall monsters. In comparison, which side do you think is more incredible?"

"This...this..." The detective was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak. How could he say that the egg was not only two meters long, but could also swallow people, so it seemed like a dream?

"Just keep digging and you'll know. Whether the worker you dig out is alive or dead, as long as the egg exists, it's an illusion. But if you can't find it, then if the egg causes any trouble later, hundreds of people will die, thousands of people will be injured, and there will be countless financial losses, you will be responsible for all of this, right?"

“…………”Faced with the speech, the detective was silent for a long time.

"...Please allow me to continue to assist you in your investigation."

Xia Long nodded to the detective, then looked at the gray but ruddy worker whose expression had improved, and instructed;

"Use an excavator. If the worker is still underground after such a long time, he must have suffered irreversible brain damage. We should dig him out and bury him as soon as possible."

"Yes... yes!" The worker was startled and ran down quickly, shouting on the way, asking the group of workers below who were holding shovels and other things to stop. Soon they all ran up, and then the excavator came buzzing over.

Beidou stared at Xia Long blankly.

So strong...