The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Can't fight the Geta line, so go back in time and destroy the humans chosen by the Geta line?

Ying An took out a tightly sealed special [iron can] from his bosom, which contained the collected, suspected [Gaita Line] things.

But if his guess is true, why do the monsters sent by Root Destroyer have a Gaita line?

……

In 1998, with the launch of Sedic Technology's smartphones, the company's stock price soared, and the company's position in the capital market gradually became more important.

It was also at this time that Sedic Technology began to expand with great fanfare, buying land in many parts of the world to establish scientific research centers or branches.

But what confuses the outside world is that the president of Sedic Technology, when investing in the establishment of facilities, is like rolling dice to determine the location.

The remoteness of some research centers is simply sensational, and those who don't know it think they are playing a castle adventure.

What these people don't know is that not far from each sub-base, there are almost one or two earth monsters, quietly dormant underground.

His task is to try to ensure that the peaceful sleep of these earth monsters is not disturbed by humans, or to give them some anesthetics as soon as possible when these monsters are affected by unknown consciousness, and then transport them overseas to buy unmanned on the island.

In June 1998, Ying An and Yu Ji boarded a plane and landed on the island of Dongying.

The obvious reason is that Sedic Technology's Tokyo branch is about to open, and he needs to cut the ribbon as president.

And privately, he decided to go to two places.

A shrine.

And, a swamp.

ps: I think it’s the first time I’ve written about ten chapters of Ultraman Gaia, but I’m afraid it’s the first time that the first monster Gob doesn’t even make an appearance

ps2: Why do I associate Gaia with the Geta line? It is because Gaia has many meticulously thought-out details.

For example, in my dream, the Ultraman buried in the yellow sand reminds me of the first episode of Zhengeta.

For example, the metal lifeforms that have appeared many times, do they feel similar to the Geta robot?Can it be changed into a drill bit?

For example, what Klaus said, I am both Klaus and my dream, do I look like a human being assimilated by the Geta line?

Finally, Hiroshi Fujimiya also questioned the god of death, why when he hated humans, the expression of the shattered demon did not look like acting. His answer was that we don't want to be destroyed either.

In the end, the appearance of the three nature-controlled machines and the suspected future man is simply mind-blowing.

Chapter 358 Chapter 13 The Undead in the Swamp

The time to reach Dongying is about three o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday.

The ribbon-cutting time for the Tokyo branch of Sedic Technology is at noon the day after tomorrow, which is more than enough in terms of time.

After staying in the small mountain villa next to the research institute, Ying An felt that it was not very convenient to go to the ancestral hall on weekends due to the crowds, so she decided to go to another place first.

Minglian Village.

This is a little-known village in Dongying, and its name can't even be found on the map.

Ying An was able to know the specific name of this village by invading the official database of the Japanese government, finding the address of the artificial bacteria experiment, and then finding out the place by asking the local staff to inquire about the strange legends near the address, and finally found this place .

The swamp in Minglian Village.

This is a place that even the nearby villagers keep secret.

Because according to the rumors, there is a terrifying monster hidden in this swamp.

In other words, it was a father who wanted to die but could not get it.

This time, Yuji didn't come with her, firstly because she had to be a model for the advertising party of Sediq Technology's new smartphone, and secondly, she felt that this environment made her feel like she had returned to the time when she lived alone in the mountains. She didn't like it very much.

Ying An had no choice but to step into this misty forest alone.

There is no supernatural power in this fog, and for Ying An, who has extraordinary eyesight, it just adds a bit of tranquility to the environment.

In this mountain forest, a melodious and pleasant voice reached Ying An's ears.

Closing his eyes, Ying An could even hear the small raised dots of the sound tube rotating at a constant speed, and the subtle sound of the reed being struck.

This is the sound of music from a music box.

Ying An originally planned to search along the water, but now that there are road signs, it is naturally more convenient.

Amidst the melodious music, an old man with white beard and hair wearing glasses was sitting on the floor holding a music box, and the music came from here.

The music reverberated over the swamp, and then as if responding to the music, a dull and strange sound came from the swamp.

Immediately afterwards, the surging water stopped, and the swamp returned to tranquility.

The old man's brows were tightly furrowed, and his withered fingers seemed to be pinching the music box vigorously, but he was afraid of damaging the only treasure, so he had to lower his head desperately, and he didn't know who he was talking to. apologize.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head hastily, and saw Ying An sitting on the ground by the edge of the swamp.

"Get out of here! Young man, this is not the place for you!"

The old man propped up his body in a panic. In recent years, there have been many young people who come to explore such curious monster legends in order to flaunt their courage. The girl came to this swamp to do a live broadcast, which really made the old man angry and hated.

"There are no monsters here. If you want to be famous, don't come to this kind of place."

The old man was about to scold the other party, but found that what Ying An took out was not a smartphone, but a list.

His movements froze instantly.

Because on those lists, one name after another...

They are all the names of scientific research members in the underground research institute where he once stayed.

Ying An flipped through a few pages and found two lines of names.

Taishi Hirano...and Kankuro Kondo

Then he shook his hand, and a flame came from nowhere, burning this document to ashes.

The old man took a few steps back in horror.

"You... who are you? Are you from the military? Why... why don't you let us go!"

"Mr. Hirano Taishi, I have nothing to do with your country's military, let alone have anything to do with them."

Ying An's palm opened.

Hearing Hirano's exclamation, the three jet-black vines that rushed out were immediately frozen in mid-air.

Ying'an snapped his fingers, and a colored light merged into the swamp, calming down a [human] who was worried about his friend at the bottom of the swamp.

"Actually, some dishonorable means were used to obtain this document." Ying An pressed down his palm, and the three dark vines were gently pulled back into the swamp.

"How about it, can you talk to me, Mr. Hirano."

Ying An sat on the edge of the swamp and stretched out his hand to invite.

"Are you... a superpower?"

The old man looked a little hesitant, but the way the other party easily subdued his friend made him feel that he had no right to refuse.

He sat down slowly, and then put the music box back into his bag with great care.

"Although there are differences, it's okay to understand it this way."

"So, what do you want to do with me, an old man?"

Many frightening thoughts flashed in the old man's heart. Apart from the research results of the artificial bacteria, he couldn't imagine that an old man like him would be of any value.

Absolutely... Absolutely, this kind of destructive thing must not be allowed to appear again. The old man Hirano glared at Ying An fiercely when he thought of his friend who had changed beyond recognition.

Ying An didn't care about this, and he could roughly guess what the old man was thinking.

"He must be in pain."

Ying An turned his head and looked at the marsh glowing with strange light.

"I lost my loved ones, lost everything, even lost my identity as a human being, and lost the power to die..."

"Why... why would you know?"

Even if it is the military report, it is impossible to write this, because at that time, except for himself, all the parties concerned have been killed by Kondo. The old man racked his brains and did not know how Ying An knew about this matter .

"You should be one of the superpowers."

Ying An replied flatly.

"So, let's make a deal."

come yet? !

The old man's eyes froze, and he decided that if the other party asked him to hand over the method of cultivating the bacteria, he would fight him on the spot.

It didn't matter if he died, anyway, from the day he didn't protect his best friend's child, he was already just a walking dead.

"I will let Mr. Kondo return to death as a human being." Ying An stared into the eyes of the old man: "The price is that I need you to write a book."

"A book of memoirs about the war."

"...What do you mean?" The old man was startled.

"Your experience in the institute, your psychological process with Mr. Kondo, and how Mr. Kondo was persecuted by the military to this situation...I need you to write these down."

"No matter how many sorry words you say in your heart, it's just a hypocritical apology, and a sin is still a sin." Ying An grinned slightly: "Admitting this mistake is the only way to truly stand up."

"..."

I have to say that the national character of the Japanese is quite strange. They can decisively choose to commit suicide, but it is difficult to admit their mistakes.

For them, admitting their mistakes is more painful than killing them.

However, Hirano's contemplation on the edge of the swamp for so many years was not in vain.

"Even if I wrote it, the government and the military would not allow it to be published."

"This... I naturally have a corresponding channel." Ying An took out a business card and handed it to the old man: "Contact me after writing, and I will help you, including your safety issues."

"...Okay, I promise you." The old man's fingers holding the business card turned slightly blue.

"Kondo is in too much pain, if you really have the ability...please...please let him go."

When he said the last sentence, the old man had already knelt down on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

In a silent swamp, an ugly monster the size of a human being like a huge sarcoma came up from the swamp step by step.