Ultraman: Why Am I Not a Human Anymore?

The writing style is really good and delicate. Is this really something a male author can have? ♥(｡￫V￩｡)♥ The most common daily writing among all Ouwen, it is really easy for me to find, I like it so much (*´I`*) The author's writing style is very delicate and very good, especially the description of emotions and small daily interactions, which is quite good. , I once thought it was a female author, but I didn't expect it to be a boy. It's even harder (✧∇✧) I like the interaction between the male protagonist and other Olympians, the daily bits and pieces, and this kind of plot that is beautiful just by looking at it, ah, if you don't count the short period of abuse of the protagonist before meeting Taylor (:-D)

You guys sometimes see my replies, don't be scared away. After all, I'm crazy, and I don't really want to be a human anymore, so I randomly pick lucky people to go crazy in everyone's comments.

I finished it in one day. It's so well written. Please give me more updates. It's not enough.

Who says there is no heroine? Isn't this all about the heroine? The naive and carefree Taro, the cold-faced but arrogant Tregear, the cute and hard-working junior Mebius (who also admires you very much)!

After reading it, it is indeed Lu Rui who has many Ultraman boyfriends.

After reading your profile, there is no heroine, no monster girl, and no sex change. I just came here. I hope you can keep your heart in mind.

Does the protagonist really have no strategy system or favorability system? Is it really the Succubus of Light that attacks Ultraman? All kinds of words and actions that directly touch the soul, the favorability meter is almost over the limit.

The protagonist is replaced by a female, the three evil aliens are replaced by vicious relatives, and Ultraman is replaced by various rich and powerful men. It is a female video. No wonder it looks so familiar.

You need to subscribe to comment. No wonder there are so few comments. Is it because I am afraid of being criticized by others? 😃 The plot is so cracked, writing about daily life in the ultra world, the protagonist has been used as a guinea pig for 20 years at the beginning, and the golden three chapters can filter out most people.

I feel like the author has written Danmei novels🐉

The second pure enjoyment Well, he looks like a bad man who has the Warrior of Light under his control, but this must not be my problem (sure)

Here are some answers to everyone's questions: First, the water I wrote is bland. Please take a look at my profile. Thank you! Second, say that my writing is poor. Thank you for your suggestions, but I will not accept criticism or abuse (I have deleted a lot of them, so don't blame me for scolding you again.) Third, say you don't understand what I wrote. It's normal for you to not be able to read the articles written by mentally disturbed (disabled) authors like me. Fourth, everyone can express their own opinions and suggestions on the article, but I may not necessarily adopt them, because my outline has been set long ago. If you accept those who are incompetent, I will still say that I will not send them out. Fifth, I admit that my writing style is indeed not good. I am working hard to supplement my knowledge. I am also grateful for your love and companionship. Don't think that I am talking about you. I will read and respond to your suggestions. I love you ⸜(๑'ᵕ'๑)⸝⋆*, and I will work hard to become more disdainful in the future ❛˓◞˂̵✧

·Lu Rui's women's clothing, including the theater-goer Tero Toreshikali "To sum up, the person to infiltrate in women's clothing this time must be you." "... It's not you. Wait a minute," Lu Rui was full of doubts, "Who told you the summary? Where is the previous article? Where is the previous article?" Tregchia stared at Lu Rui expressionlessly, and after a while, he slowly looked away. "I thought you would agree smoothly." "There's no point in lowering your voice, no, you just want me to hear it!" "But it's really best to leave this task of infiltrating as a woman to you," Taylor's eyes shone with wisdom. "Look, Lu Rui, the occasion that needs to be infiltrated this time is a reverse cocktail party held by a small race that is hostile to the Kingdom of Light!" "Can't you all participate in the mimicry yourself?" "I tried it, and Beidou-kun commented that it was shocking." Taylor answered immediately. "Isn't there Tregear?" "My human mimicry was judged to be terribly ugly by a Gabia star last time." Tregear covered his chest with exaggerated movements, "Ah, I'm so hurt, I won't be able to turn into a human again for at least ten thousand years. " "Even if you two can't do it, isn't there still-" Lu Rui stretched out a hand helplessly and started to point at random people, "Xikali! Don't look at it, why don't you dress like a woman!" "Lu Rui, are you awake? He poked his head out from behind the tall mountain of light, "I'm going to infiltrate, so who will promote the 391 projects here?" "Come on, Lu Rui!" Taylor waved his hand, and he took out a set of clothes that were obviously in the style of Earth women from his crown bracelet, "You think so? Ren won't let it go!" "You even have clothes ready! Taylor, I didn't expect you to be like this..." "Brother Severn picked it up." It's weird, but it's Severn, so that's normal. "Did you secretly change it yourself and surprise everyone, or did we change it for you?" Tregchia watched the show with his hands behind his back. Lu Rui, who was unable to refute, snatched the clothes, shoes and wig from Taylor's hand, and ducked into the temporary dressing room kindly provided by Hikali. After a while, excited exclamations such as "I'm going, high slit!", "I'm super, black stockings!" Came from the dressing room. "I suddenly remembered something." After a while, Lu Rui pushed the door open a crack, "Do any of you know how to put on makeup?" "Hahaha, I can't." Taylor replied cheerfully. "Where's Tregchia? I remember you wore eyeliner on your human body." "That's a direct mimicry, and I don't know how to put on makeup." Tregchia calmly revealed this shocking secret. "Does Hikali know it? You see, you have eye shadow yourself." Hikali ignored Lu Rui, but the look he cast toward the crack of the locker room door was like looking at a Bemonstein rolling on the mud with pity. "It's okay, Lu Rui!" At the critical moment, good brother Tyro came to help, "Here you go, this is a super pin. With it, you can look like you are wearing makeup in the eyes of everyone." "Thank you, Tyro!" Lu Rui's voice trembled slightly, obviously deeply moved. He took the dusty brooch and slammed the door of the dressing room shut. When the door opened again, what appeared in front of Taro and Tregear was... Lu Rui, a woman dressed in a bold posture. "How is it?" Lu Rui shook his wig and asked without any expectation. "You seem to have gotten taller." Taylor answered honestly. Tregchia, on the other hand, maintained the meticulousness of a scientific researcher. From Lu Rui's long black hair, he saw his silk high-slit tight fishtail skirt, from the faintly flesh-colored stockings, to the high heels that worked hard to increase Lu Rui's height. "I don't understand," Tregear replied, "It looks like it's not worn inside out." "Hey," Lu Rui pinned the brooch to his chest and waved his hand to reveal a mirror, "I'm pretty good-looking. Speaking of which, when was that infiltration mission?" "Don't worry, Lu Rui, it was one hundred and fifty years later!" Taylor gave him a thumbs up. "Thank you, Taylor!"

After leaving the auction house, Mebius paid attention to the news of the underground auction house in the universe all the time, hoping to see the human side again. Mumbius's actions were also obviously known to the Universe Underground Auction House. Many people in the universe thought that the Universe Underground Auction House was eyeing this newly introduced Ultraman. Mumbius could also clearly feel that during his patrol, he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were focused on him. For this reason, the Kingdom of Light greatly reduced the number of Mumbius' patrols. However, Mumbius overheard the news that the underground auction house of the universe was about to hold another auction. Thinking of that man's pain, Mumbius almost immediately found the father of Ultra. Just as Mebius expected, the Kingdom of Light has a direct channel to contact the underground auction house of the universe. If Ultraman falls into the underground auction house of the universe, it will be convenient for the Kingdom of Light to rescue him. Ultra's father originally wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Membius, he could only insist. I'm afraid that even if he refused, Membius would definitely try to find a way. If it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time. Thinking of this, the father of Ultra shook his head slightly, but still reminded, "Mumbius, please think clearly, the underground auction house of the universe is very likely to target you." "Yes, captain..." Menbius raised his head and said firmly, "I must go!" The father of Ultra nodded slightly and asked Mombius to go back and wait for the news. Cosmic Underground Auction House The Mephilas star bent slightly towards Lu Rui, and said with respect in his tone: "Sir, the Kingdom of Light applies for a seat at the auction house." Lu Rui rubbed his chin, his figure hidden in the darkness. No one knew what he was thinking, "Okay, the organs I used to have are still there, and I can do the whole show." "Yes, sir." The Mephilas star withdrew. The Universe Underground Auction House is underway as scheduled, and only those with invitation tickets can enter. Mumbius sat in his seat, looking around, hoping to see that figure again. At this time, the figure he expected was watching the auction in a place that belonged to him. One after another, the auction items were auctioned away, but the figure was never seen, and Mumbius's heart became hung up. "Now, I would like to show you Exhibit No. 86. Since Exhibit No. 86 Failed many times before, it has had a great impact on the reputation of our auction. Therefore, we have changed Exhibit No. 86 Into another form of exhibit." An unknown number of human body organs were suspended in the air. Many cosmic people drooled and stared at those organs with bright eyes. Mombius felt his heart twitching, wondering how much pain that person was going to suffer. So, he stood up immediately, "I want all of these things!" The Mephilasian slowly asked in a surprised tone: "Is Ultraman also interested in human flesh?" "You...!" Mephius was furious. "I want to auction them all off, but I hope to see that human being." Naturally, it is impossible for the Mephilas star to really let these organs be auctioned away. His master, Lu Rui, usually only shows an expression when facing these organs when he is alone. Even he is frightened. Unexpectedly, he is willing to take them out for a show. This makes the Mephilas star have more guesses about the weight of the Kingdom of Light in Lu Rui's heart. "Yes, it is the first time that Ultraman has come to the auction, which will naturally meet your requirements. These things will also be available in the next auction." The auction ended grandly. This time, all the items were auctioned off again. Membius once again stepped into the place where the auction items were stored. In the past, he was also locked in this place as an auction item. No. 86, Lu Rui walked out slowly. At this moment, he was covered in blood, and there was no place that was not covered with blood. "Ultraman, it's you, you came to see me. I'm sorry, my organs have just been taken away, my body is still healing, and I haven't had time to change clothes." "You!" Mebius turned to look at the Mephilas star. It was the first time that he wanted to kill someone. "We must ensure the freshness of the organs." The Mephilas star bowed slightly. Mombius stared at this little man, Lot 86, without any emotion, as if what he just said was not him. Mombius knelt down and said in a gentle tone: "Hello, my name is Mombius. I didn't even have time to tell you my name last time." "I will save you." Lot 86 laughed, "Oh Teman, you can't do it, give up." But Mumbius immediately reached out and grabbed him, turned around and saw that the staff of the Universe Underground Auction House were fully armed. Mumbius was protecting the little life in his palm. He had no other choice but to take him away by force. Since the development of the underground auction house in the universe, there has never been an incident where the items were forcibly taken away. Soon, Mebius was firmly pressed to the ground, but he was still unwilling to let go of his hands. "Let me go, Ultraman." "I don't want you to experience that kind of pain again." Lot 86 sighed, "Ultraman, if you came earlier, you can still change." Lot 86 obviously meant something. "I'm sorry... I'm too weak." In the end, two fists were unable to defeat the four hands, Membius's palm was opened, and lot 86 was brought out. "Planet Mephilas! If you want to restore the reputation of the auction, obviously, my value is greater." Planet Mephilas said with an obviously interested tone: "Oh? Then dear Ultraman, do you mean you want to exchange this human being?" "Yes." Mephius said decisively. "Ultraman, have you misunderstood something? Even if you don't exchange, you will become our auction item." Mumbius was silent for a long time, and the Mephilas star waited patiently. Mumbius said slowly: "I It's voluntary. Even if the captain comes to redeem me, I won't leave until someone auctions me off. "Hahahaha! Ultraman, you told another big joke..." Lot 86 almost laughed. "Why... Do you think so?" "Ultraman, don't worry about me. It's not a good joke to put yourself as an auction item. There are many people in the universe who are malicious to the Ultra family. Leave quickly." Lot 86 urged Mebius, as if the smile just now was just to laugh at himself. "I'm not kidding, it doesn't matter what I am like." Lot No. 86 Was silent, looking at the heart kept alive in the instrument, touching his own heart, beating powerfully. In the past, in the tedious life, there was a special drama named Ultraman Taro that enriched his gloomy life. Now, there is another existence named Ultraman Mebius, illuminating his gloomy heart. Lot No. 86 Did not laugh this time, and said dully for a long time, "Mephilus, let him go." Mephilas bowed and said, "Yes, my lord." The surrounding armed forces let go of Mephius almost immediately, but Mephius's mind went blank. Mumbius stood up tremblingly, "Are you lying to me..." "Mumbius, aren't those organs clearly visible? How could I lie to you? Only one of the things I said to you before was false." There was no fluctuation in the gaze between Mumbius and this human being, like a piece of calm water, even if a stone is thrown, there will be no ripples. "I have not forgotten who I am. My name is Lu Rui. Ultraman, you are very interesting. I hope to see you again next time." Membius was stunned for a moment, but saw the armed forces around him restraining him again. Picking him up and taking him away, Membius suddenly said: "Lu... Rui..., I seem to understand what you meant, I'm sorry." The corners of Lu Rui's mouth slightly curved as he watched Membius being sent away. The Mephilas star bowed, "Sir, how was your time?" "It's not bad, it turned out to be Ultraman, and he actually volunteered to be the auctioneer. Just like he said, it's too late, isn't it?" Mephilas star People naturally know what their adults are thinking, and they bowed and left, leaving Lu Rui alone to stare at those organs, and slightly curved the corners of his mouth, "Ultraman, goodbye." This time is different from the happiness he had when playing in the past, it comes from the heart, real happiness.

After I finished writing Taylor, I started to suffer Leo-kun. I wonder if the team leader's jeep training will be upgraded

·Tregchia and the Golden Man, but with Lu Rui It was not shown in front of his eyes like a movie, but directly penetrated into his consciousness. Thousands of years of memories violently collided and washed away in Tregchia's brain like a flood. "How do you feel?" Asked a strange race that has subtle similarities with the Ultra clan. "What do you think of you in a thousand years, Tregear." Another self is stuffed into his body. Blue, bound, chaotic and ambiguous, another self. The gray demon laughed in the back of his mind, turning a blind eye to the many pains he experienced as if he were experiencing them himself. The feeling of being given up by someone, the feeling of killing life, the feeling of creating life, the feeling of pain, the feeling of being about to burst, the feeling of loneliness, the feeling of giving up on someone. On the surface of the unmanned planet Benida, the black and golden ultimate life form Tartarus looked at the blue scientist who fell to the ground without making any expression, just observing silently. He seems to have been able to glimpse a corner of the evil god. The ancient gods cast their gaze on the unpolluted blue, and the eternal shadow has already choked and is about to tighten. "That thing... Is the same as mine, which means this is a possible future... No, no, there is something wrong, this is different..." Qingkong's body was trembling, and there was still no trace of darkness at this moment. The people of the Light clan covered their heads and kept mumbling to themselves, as if they were trying to convince themselves, but also as if they were just expressing their emotions in vain. The props held by that crazy and paranoid self are the same as the ones he owns except for the color. In other words, do parallel world and homotopic theories really exist? In the extreme tension and chaos, Tregear's thoughts began to run uncontrollably. The armored swordsman, the project he presides over, no, does not belong to the domain of swordsmen. There is a trace of time and space mixed in the life energy, the self that seems to be crying and laughing in the distant universe bubble, the sharp claws extending from the dimensional slit, the scarlet eyes, the crawling chaos, one is all, immortal, all is one. No, that's not right. Something is missing in the chaotic future. "So, now," Tartarus's voice rang in his ears, "Do you want power?... Do you want the kind of power that you can do whatever you want without having to submit to anything? The future can be changed, Tregear. Come with me, and none of this will happen, because you have the power to stop everything with your own hands." The golden light door unfolded in front of you, lighting up the people of the Light tribe who were half-kneeling on the gray ground. Warm energy flows, faintly exuding a hint of law. Tartarus was not stupid enough to wait for the Blue Clan in front of him to figure things out, and was not prepared to give him time to react. "If it can really change everything, if that kind of power really exists..." Tregear seemed a little moved, "Then tell me, what do I have to pay in exchange for power?" "Follow me across the universe and defeat a few enemies, and there is no other price," Tartarus shrugged. "Isn't it almost free when your Ultra clan gives power to possessed creatures?" After hearing this, Tregear took out the Torre Gate from the timer space. He held an item similar to the Eye of Tregear in front of him, peered through the hole in the mask-like instrument, and peered into the future revealed in the hole. Tartarus decided to add fuel to the fire: "It seems that your transformer in the future has also been affected by its own distortion. It doesn't matter, we are trying to prevent such a future." "... Provided that it is my future." "What?" Tartarus took a step forward. Although his voice was low, he was sure he heard it correctly. "I say, you missed a key point." Tregear stood up slowly. He put one hand behind his back and raised his mask and tilted his head towards Tartarus. "In the memory you instilled, I did not see Lu Rui. A future without Lu Rui is definitely not my future." Before he finished speaking, the hand behind him suddenly stretched forward, and something was thrown over - a capture device developed by the Science and Technology Bureau to deal with the beasts of the universe! The restraining energy field quickly shattered into hundreds of pieces, but during the brief period of time when Tartarus was delayed, Torrekia's figure had already retreated backwards - His legs exceeded the escape speed of the planet Beneda in an instant, and the high-energy object tracking darts thrown from the Torre door screamed and dived towards Tartarus. At the same time, signals for help were rushed to the Space Guard, Warrior Command, Galaxy Rescue Team and Science and Technology Bureau at super-light speeds. A faint golden stream of water wrapped around Tregear's body. It was a single-person circumferential shield still in the testing stage. Then, the hands and feet emitted a stronger silver-white light - external energy overclocking! From the beginning, Tregear had no intention of confronting Tartarus head-on. He is not a warrior, so it is a fool's errand to act like a chariot. He has one and only one plan: try his best to escape! The gray-brown ground recedes rapidly at the end of the field of vision. The body rubs against the thick atmosphere, and heat is transferred through the energy matrix. Then, in the center of all the retreating things, the turbulent dark gold turbulence rushed towards us! The space trembled. The instrument screams. The honeycomb photon shield is melting, one, two, three. Temperature readings rise in the area and are predicted to exceed the star's surface temperature in three seconds, three, two, one. On the contrary, Tregear calmed down strangely. He pressed a button on the side of the Torre door, and immediately swept several thousand meters laterally through the air before accelerating upward again. The torrent of dark gold breaks through the planet's atmosphere and shoots into the universe, wiping out the clouds. The moment the light passed by, the single-person shield wailed, and became completely silent after intercepting the shock wave. Then, the rushing particle flow also began to sweep horizontally. While the time was slowing down, Tregear looked at the light that penetrated the sky and the earth and occupied the entire field of vision, and could only fly upward blindly. If you die here, does it count as changing your destiny? Such thoughts ran through my mind. "No one will come to help you, Tregear," the voice sounded, as if it was reaching my ears, "and you can only be like this now, powerless, struggling in vain, and finally meeting a small end. Your companions don't even know where to take revenge." From the current position, the light is already a wall of light. Then, another terrifying torrent of energy hit the "wall" hard from the side. While his eyes captured that rainbow color, Tregear felt an irresistible force pulling him in another direction. He knows what it is. It was the cosmic beast capture device that he had thrown towards Tartarus before. Not only can it serve as a restraining energy field, another effect of this device is to force the target to move and capture. In his discussions with Lu Rui and Taylor, he had used this function on each other countless times. Tools are just tools, Tregear thought. They can be used to limit enemies and protect companions. It can go beyond assigned tasks to create a more unpredictable future. If fate is a cage, then the cage has been broken several times. The device swings between black and white, good and evil, because the device has no will of its own. People oscillate between black and white, good and evil, because people have their own will. Rather than becoming a prop for Tartarus, Tregear wants to live a more independent life. "Lu Rui..." Floating up from the atmosphere, Tregear was suspended in the middle of the crystal-like shining restraint energy field, looking up at the tall red shadow and the small entity beside the shadow, "Why are you here?" " My friend sent five or six distress signals in succession, but I can't come?" The rainbow-colored light flow from the red shadow arm solidified a little more, and it finally broke through the dark gold beam and bombarded towards the surface of the planet at the same rapid speed. "I didn't send that many signals, right?" Tregchia's heart suddenly fell to the ground, and he realized that Lu Rui was radiating anger at the moment. Subconsciously, he answered the pent-up question in a playful manner. Due to the pulsating curiosity in his heart, Tregear did not send out a signal for help as soon as he encountered Tartarus, nor did he make preparations for escape in advance. At this moment, facing his close friend's complex emotions mixed with worry, happiness, fear and anger, Tregear rarely felt guilty. He stretched out his palm, and Lu Rui naturally flew to it and stood there. Black eyes meet blue eyes. After a moment, Lu Rui, with pursed lips, turned his head and sighed heavily. Looking down from the area where the clouds were blown away, the golden light door has been closed. Tartarus left as abruptly as he had arrived. Tregear guessed that he might have gone on to seduce "selves" from other parallel worlds. Tregchia didn't care. Whether it is the foreseen future or the future of other selves, to Tregear, they are nothing compared to the "now" that is happening right now. "... Anyway, it's great that you're okay, and it's great that I can catch up..." The young man in his hand said suppressedly. From receiving the signal to being rescued in time, it only took a few minutes. However, Tregear's fate may change dramatically in such a short period of time. Disappearance is luck, death is normal. His outstretched hand was just a little bit short of reaching the sky-blue figure. "Well, I'm fine, you came in time, thank you," Tregear comforted, "It's just a pity that most of the props in the Torre Gate have been damaged beyond repair... Many of them are still in the testing period." "You reminded me, hurry back and write a report. After writing, we will add resistance to high-energy particle flow to all the props, at least to withstand direct strom for half a minute." Urmarine sword, the shining son of the sun, the faint blue in the shadow. Creation, loss, betrayal, expulsion. Hikali, who is about to work overtime, Taylor, who waves his arms to greet them, Lu Rui, who talks about his new ideas, and Tregear, who is concerned by the three of them. The overlapping signatures, the collision of bodies, the thousand-year bond, the smile on the face. "Yes, go back quickly," Tregchia said with a smile in his voice, "I also want to develop more uses for these props."

One picture shows Lu Rui with black eyes in the laboratory, and one picture shows Lu Rui without meeting Taylor. I made a transparent background image of Lu Rui Cat, but when I put it up, it turns into a black background. I still like (looking) cute things, such as Lu Rui Cat and Lu Rui Cat (eh) I am not good at creating scenes and characters together, so the second picture is no surprise and the effect is a huge turnaround.

Human, do you like Ultraman that much?

I get it. This is the story of the protagonist conquering the entire Kingdom of Light. Isn't it a kind of male-video heartthrob? ()

·The story about Lu Rui When I looked out through the glass window, I seemed to be staring at the dirty orange. However, after blinking subconsciously, all that came into view were dusty screen windows and rusty anti-theft wire fences. Before he could put in the disc, the TV set made a rustling sound like an electric shock on the back of the boy's head. The young man withdrew his gaze and continued to mechanically wipe the stains on the tablecloth. The black ink spreads along the fibers with repeated rubbing. Small ink dots spread across the white fabric, getting bigger, bigger, bigger. The boy gave up on cleaning and started trying to stuff the dirty parts under the glass plate that held the tablecloth down. Soon, this deceitful behavior was stopped by the young man. Do you want to turn the tablecloth over? Want to turn the tablecloth around? What should I do if it breaks? What should I do if I make a mess? Will you be blamed? Will he be disliked? The electric fan whirred and turned, and the colorful cloth strips trembled in the air. Before the imaginary guillotine fell, Orange watched. The boy no longer dwelled on the stain. He straightened up and inserted a CD into the drive. On low-quality discs, bright pictures are printed that are not very clear. The silhouette of the red giant spun and spun with a gentle scraping sound. Then, dynamic music came from the speakers. Colorful images reflected on the boy's face. On the small monitor, there are actors who can never match their lips, unfamiliar cities and streets, fighting giants and beasts, and the ups and downs of daily life. That image could cover up the furious phantom wandering in the small room. That voice could drown out the roars and cries that echoed in the young man's ears. The huge twisted and crazy figure of the father was approaching. His raised fist had previously made the woman who gave birth to the boy shed tears, and now he was trying to harm the boy. However, the red giant was faster than the father, and he easily dispersed the vulnerable shadow, causing the father to be carried away by the wind like smoke. The classmates came with sharp ridicule. They sneered in groups, and the words in their mouths turned into sharp knives all over the sky, stabbing at the unsuspecting boy. However, the red giant was stronger than them. He shattered the falling blade with just one hand, causing the students to run away quickly. The red giant defeated the monster and once again protected the beautiful earth. A smile appeared on the corner of the boy's lips, he hugged his knees with his hands, and kept looking like this. "But can you really be so happy?" A voice said, "Now, mother is coming back." "Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong!" The sound of slapping the iron door was as impatient as if it had lost its patience. The boy trembled with fright, and then hurriedly pressed the remote control towards the set-top box. The red giant in the picture was frozen at a somewhat funny angle. He pulled on his plastic slippers and ran quickly to open the security door. Squeak——Yah—— Drag the long door shaft, as tired as the mother's gray face. The mother's hands carried the heavy burden, which made deep marks on her hands, bending her back and bending the curvature of her mouth. She kicked off the high heels that were still scratching her feet and walked into the living room with a heavy sigh. "Have you finished your homework? Have you had dinner?" She asked this every day. "I've finished writing and eaten." The young man glanced at the glaring stains on the tablecloth, secretly hoping that his mother would not criticize him harshly. However, my mother did not notice this small difference. She just relieved the burden, moved her increasingly heavy body, cast a sad gaze at the blank space on the wall where the wedding photos once hung, and then closed her eyes. "Mom is tired, please watch cartoons in a lower volume." She muttered. After a while, there was a gentle snoring sound. The boy ejected the disc, wiped it with his sleeve, and then carefully pressed the disc back into the plastic box. He looked at his mother sleeping on the sofa, said good night in his heart, and gently closed the bedroom door. On the second hot and quiet summer night, the mother sent the boy to his father's hometown. She took shelter in a nearby small restaurant and watched the young man wearing a black gauze walk into the door hung with white cloth. The crowd cried and howled, and ashes rose into the sky. The father held the hand of the woman whose face was obscured by the smoke and stood blankly at the front. The orange candlelight swayed, swayed, and twitched in the draft. The sounds of chatting and sobbing overlapped together, like a monk chanting sutras. The young man hid in the corner of the room, his body and face tense, and the yellow paper money in his hands was wet with sweat. The scene before me was distorted and blurry. The mother's warm and dry embrace hugged him, and her rough fingertips gently wiped the corners of the boy's tearless eyes. In a house with only two people, she clumsily patted the boy's back like a baby. The boy lost his memory the moment he stepped into the room. "But have you really forgotten?" A voice said, "You are just deceiving yourself." "Hey Lu Rui, why are you so dazed!" The friend's smile was wild and wanton, he slapped Lu Rui on the back, and blew his hand exaggeratedly. Lu Rui looked at him, shrugged his shoulders twice, and couldn't help but laugh. "It's better to laugh! Smile, you will be young in ten years!" The friend rubbed Lu Rui's face and made Lu Rui's smile wider. Then, my friend uttered an ouch and hurriedly grabbed the fat collar of the school uniform. But Lu Rui still saw it. The bruises on my friend's neck, the scratches on my collarbone. For a while, the two of them didn't speak anymore. They just sat side by side on the playground, listening to the shouts of the football players and watching the magpies flying through the clouds in the distance. A bell rang in the teaching building not far away, but neither of them moved in a hurry, because there would definitely be another ring like this. In the summer with no end in sight, the last bell has not yet come. "I heard that rabbits will die if they are too lonely." After a while, the friend took the initiative to say, "If we separate after graduation, don't die." "Well, definitely not." Lu Rui replied softly. We will not be separated after graduation, and I will not die without you. Because we are friends and we are brothers. On the second sultry and quiet morning, the head teacher walked into the classroom wiping his eyes. He held a white rose in his hand. He walked across the podium silently, brushed Lu Rui's cuffs, and placed the white flowers on the unoccupied desk under his suffocating gaze. My limbs were broken and my body was mutilated. The red giant was defeated by the monster. Lu Rui lost his memory that morning when he cried continuously. "But can you really let go?" A voice said, "Look what you have become." The torn books scattered from upstairs like snowflakes, and the mother's hair was as white as snow. Lu Rui was sitting on a plastic folding stool, listening to the principal's frothing speech. His mind was like a rusty gear that was difficult to turn. He was trapped in a long summer with no end in sight. The sun was blazing and the air rippled across the horizon. The temperature is too high to think or move. The shadows of bureaucrats and wealthy businessmen talked about hard work and dreams. In Lu Rui's ears, their chirping voices turned into the rustle of the summer night TV. The self seems to be separated, hanging in the air and watching the body take care of itself. After growing up from a boy to a man, nothing seems to change. As a life running as a smile machine, I don't seem to find anything interesting. Childhood dreams have now been interpreted as fantasies, and childhood heroes have now been interpreted as jokes. All I can do is keep playing outdated discs in my head. In the narrow field of view of low definition, the actors used overly formal Mandarin dubbing, repeating the passion and friendship in a foreign country over and over again. The moment he refused to meet the orange eyes, he continued to fall towards the abyss. The memory that was too heavy accompanied him to fall, fall, fall. It seems like that day has returned. The day when the smell of alcohol came from the crack in the door, the day when the clothes and room were black, the day when the head teacher walked into the classroom with red eyes. The day I opened the drawer, the day I picked up the knife, the day I raised the knife, the day the blade pressed against my skin, the day the blade moved, the day blood gushed out. The day of numbness, the day of pain. "You didn't really get out of that day, did you?" A voice said so. "Wake up, Lu Rui!" Another voice called anxiously. The orange that seemed to be burning came closer. Lu Rui opened his eyes in the hazy light. When the butterfly wings fluttered, he seemed to be back to that day again. The day we embraced the universe.

Contribution, Mefilas and Lu Rui, from the perspective of Mefilas

When I finished reading three chapters, I only had one idea in my mind, when the author traveled through time and became the protagonist 😠

Do I want to raise him again😏😏

It seems that I have overstocked the articles. I haven't come back to read them for a long time, and the sky is falling.

Why did it end so suddenly (๑ŏ ŏ๑ ) I just haven't read it in a year (╥╯╰╥)ง This is the first Ultraman novel I read. I started reading it in 2023, which is two years ago. This book has been with me for a lot of time, and I miss the days when I looked forward to the author's update every day. I had gradually forgotten about this book because of my busy work schedule, and today I created a new account on a whim. I saw that it had been completed half a year ago. I like the character Lu Rui very much, and it was he who introduced me to the Ultraman fandom (●'◡'●) Lu Rui is a very cute baby. He is a sensitive and delicate person who will immediately sense the hearts of the people around him (◠ x ◠). I also like Tregear and Taro very much, and I like the lively scene where the three little ones are together. 😭😭😭

Why did you run out of food today? Crumb author🤔

Author, why don't you create a group 😭

Do all the novels you open have multiple female protagonists?

Today is 2024, 12, 28