The night was like ink, and the stars were like rivers, and under the reflection of the silver moon, a faint streamer pierced the sky and shot into a house in the town below the mountain.

The dim light condensed into the figure of Makoto Chiba in the room at the very edge of the second floor, slumping on the mattress without any image, gasping for breath, more tired than running a thousand meters on the side of the university's body, just wanting to lie down, not wanting to move a finger.

However, this time it was more of a mental exhaustion, rather than physical exhaustion after the battle against Gorzan, and the battle with Melba lasted less than a minute, but every second was flying at high speed, pay attention to the surrounding environment, avoid hitting headlong into the sea, but also dodge Melba's attack, and use the palm light arrow to launch a counterattack.

For Chiba Makoto, who is a 'novice on the road', such a multitasking is really a bit of a bother, fighting for one minute, more tiring than studying for ten hours, plus he also had a 1 vs 1 real man battle with Gorzan before, and now he is really exhausted, and he can't be tired anymore.

"Ultraman, Tiga, me? Oh, it's like a dream. Chiba Makoto lay on his back on the tatami mattress, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling with his eyes blankly by the moonlight coming in through the window, letting his rapid breathing gradually calm down, but his mind kept replaying what had happened since he came to this world.

From waking up on an unknown mountain to see the monster Gorzan, a pyramid with only two stone statues, and a wand of divine light that appeared on the pillow for unknown reasons, he also met Yuren and turned into Ultraman, defeating two monsters.

Everything was like a dream, even if the exhaustion and pain in his body clearly told him that all this was true, but Chiba Makoto still felt extremely unreal.

Lying there and turning his head to look at the right hand, the golden and brilliant divine light rod was lying quietly in his palm, and the golden ring in the middle was engraved with countless mysterious characters, plus the marble-like handle and the upper part of the crystal engraved with golden lines, which was very beautiful and fascinating.

Tiredness and drowsiness hit, making Chiba Makoto feel that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, so he fell asleep.

The silver moonlight, creeping in through the window, shrouded Chiba Makoto and shone on the divine light stick he held in his hand.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars shift, and before I know it, the window lights up, and a ray of morning light shines into the room, illuminating this not very big house, and also illuminates the sleeping teenager, with tiredness on his face, but there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, maybe he had a sweet dream last night.

The chirping of birds came into Chiba Makoto's ears, making him open his eyes in a daze, subconsciously raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, and only when his hand moved did he realize that he was holding something.

Chiba Makoto, who had not yet dissipated his sleepiness, sat up suddenly, and stared blankly at the divine light stick in his hand, the colored timer-shaped crystal in the center, emitting a faint light blue light, what happened yesterday, all came to mind.

After sitting in place for a while, Chiba Makoto let out a deep sigh, and there was no joy and surprise when he first got the divine light stick, only a deep worry and sorrow.

Gorzan and Melba, who were defeated by him yesterday, are just the beginning, the time machine is like a big alarm clock, so that the monsters sleeping underground, the life forms of other space and the aliens in the universe, one after another, come to the earth, and the final boss is the dark ruler sleeping at the bottom of the South Pacific, and his awakening will bring the darkness that destroys everything.

And he must defeat all the enemies, because Ultraman's battle cannot be lost, and if he loses, countless people will die because of it, and even himself...

Chiba Makoto asked himself, "Can I do it?" ”

Yesterday, he asked Youlian and himself, but he didn't have any answer, and now he doesn't know, obviously there is a correct answer, Dagu turned into light, why did he give him the light?

The graduation trip has just begun, it has ended, packed up the things, and said goodbye to the owner, but the other party was very enthusiastic to keep him for breakfast, and also took the initiative to refund the remaining days of the room fee.

It's a long road, and there's plenty of time for Chiba Makoto, looking through the memories of this body, he has lived in an orphanage since he was very young, and for sixteen years, no relatives have come to see him, and the only impression of his parents is the photos on the tombstones.

His parents, whom he had never met, left him with a house in Chiba and a generous monthly pension that he paid into his personal account on a regular basis, with which he could afford to buy a camera and travel without income.

Since he was a child, no one told him why his parents died, and why he had a pension, and he didn't even know who gave him the name Chiba Makoto, and he has been like this since he can remember.

All he knew was that the orphanage was run by the Defence Forces, and later became owned by TPC, and that the children there were hardly adopted, nor did he see anyone who wanted to adopt children, which was completely different from other orphanages.

After he was promoted to high school, he wanted to go home to live, but the people in the orphanage did not stop him, and sent someone to help clean and repair the house that had been deserted for a long time, and purchased and replaced tables, chairs, cabinets, household appliances and other necessities of life.

The teenage child didn't think about it so much, but Chiba Makoto, who has memories of his previous life, felt very strange, because of all the expenses, Chiba Makoto didn't pay a penny, what is there about an orphan worthy of being so 'stammering'?

For nearly ten hours, Chiba Makoto didn't understand what the hidden identity of this body was, and when he got off the bus, it was already dusk, and he had come from the mountains to a small town on the coast.

It is close to the Tokyo area, and it has also been sucked away from the prosperity of the Tokyo area, but anyone who has the conditions will move to Tokyo with better conditions.

The town's roads are not very wide, with only two lanes of road, telephone poles erected on both sides, and most of the houses are one- or two-storey, and there are very few three-story houses, so you can't see the high-rise buildings at all, which is in stark contrast to Tokyo across the sea.

And Chiba Makoto's home, less than 20 meters from the bus stop, is a two-story small building, and a yard of more than 20 square meters, surrounded by brick walls and iron fences.

It's some flowers and plants, I don't know the type, anyway, the seller said that it was good enough to be comparable to a cactus, so Chiba Makoto bought it without hesitation, and he did live until he graduated.