[Old-school handcrafting + Ultra Ancestor]
Aros transmigrates to the Land of Light at the very beginning of its existence. Under the Deffray rays, he is the first to evolve into an Ultraman, awakens a golden finger, and is even an Origin Ultraman.
A dream start.
But fate seems to have played a joke on him. His golden finger is useless, and no matter how hard he tries, his strength never improves.
Since cheating doesn't work and hard work is useless, Aros can only choose to lie flat. With no worries about his lifespan, time loses all meaning. After seeing one being after another from his generation pass away, he is carried by the Ultra clan to the top of the Plasma Spark Tower, where he becomes the Ultra Ancestor, revered by all Ultramen and a living fossil.
Until one day, three young people arrive at the top of the Plasma Spark Tower.
On the left: a pair of distinctive horns.
On the right: an unruly, flamboyant air.
In the middle: a rather attractive female Ultra.
Wait!
Memories buried for ages suddenly surge back.
Aros: Are my good days over?
If I'm good, the writing is very good and looks very exciting. Keep up the good work.
Okay, but the update is a bit slow
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Okay 🤭
The new question types are interesting, very interesting.
A good book must have full marks
There is nothing to say when an ancestor becomes a grandson