Chapter 1364
: Calm down, calm down!
The Victory Team has imposed a complete flight ban.
This matter...
This has indeed sparked discontent within Japan.
Airlines, tourism associations, and business delegations called TPC headquarters one after another, protest letters piled up, and criticism in the media grew louder and louder.
Some say it's an overreaction, some say it's an infringement on freedom, and others say it's the victors abusing their power.
But who is Cui Ming?
You're dissatisfied?
is that useful?
So, at the press conference, Choi Myung's side came with guns!
He walked onto the stage expressionlessly, wearing his dark uniform, his right hand hanging naturally at his side, holding a pistol whose barrel gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the lights.
The reporters' flashes instantly tripled in intensity, and the sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly filled the air. Some people gasped, while others instinctively shrank back.
Cui Ming placed the gun on the table with a dull thud, then braced his hands on the table and glanced at the group of reporters below who were silent with fear.
"The no-fly zone will remain in effect until the cloud cover is cleared."
His voice was low and calm, as if he were reading a death sentence.
"Anyone with a problem, speak up now."
The audience was silent.
As a result, Dan Moroboshi had to rely on Choi's life.
The human form of Ultraman Seven, dressed in casual clothes, strode in through the side door, grabbed Cui Ming's arm, and pulled him to the side.
"Hey! Cui! Calm down! Calm down!! It's not that bad! It's not that bad!"
Dan Moroboshi's voice was very low, but the anxiety in his tone was impossible to hide. He gripped Choi Myung's wrist tightly, afraid that this guy might do something out of control if he got carried away.
Choi Myung turned his head, looked at Moroboshi Dan, and blinked expressionlessly.
"Senior, you know, I'm carrying this for self-defense."
"No, I know you too well. You might accidentally crash when you get carried away. You really need to calm down!"
Dan Moroboshi's voice cracked as he recalled seeing Choi Myung in some other worlds. Once that guy entered battle mode, he was ruthless, taking down anyone who stood in his way, whether they were enemies or strangers.
He certainly didn't want today's headlines to be "Victory Team's acting commander shoots reporter at press conference."
Dan Moroboshi thought to himself, "Do you think it's easy for me...?"
They'll keep an eye on you here...
While clinging tightly to Cui Ming's arm, he forced a stiff smile at the group of terrified reporters below the stage.
"Um... Mr. Choi Myung has been under a lot of pressure lately, please understand. The no-fly order is for public safety. TPC will resolve the issue as soon as possible, please cooperate..."
Choi Myung was pulled back by Moroboshi Dan, but his gaze still coldly swept across the entire room, and his aura of "I'll shoot anyone who talks nonsense again" permeated the entire press conference hall.
The reporters all lowered their heads, and no one dared to raise their hands to ask a question.
Moroboshi Dan dragged Choi Myung into the side door, leaned against the wall to catch his breath, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Xiao Cui... could we... please not bring guns to press conferences next time...?"
Cui Ming put the gun back in its holster and said calmly, "Senior, they won't listen to you if you don't carry a gun."
Dan Moroboshi opened his mouth, only to find that he couldn't refute it.
He sighed, rubbed his temples, and felt that he had never been so tired in his life.
Even fighting monsters isn't this tiring.
However, it must be said that his cooperation with Dan Moroboshi was excellent.
At least after Cui Ming cooperated with him, the airlines and reporters dared not ask any harsh questions to Ju Jianhui later.
In the second half of the press conference, Megumi Kijima took the stage.
She was wearing a TPC uniform, her epaulets gleaming under the lights, and her gaze calmly swept across the room.
All the pointed questions they had prepared, all the protests about economic losses and personal freedom, were swallowed back down when they saw Cui Ming's barely visible figure through the side door.
Megumi took this opportunity to explain to everyone. "Everyone, the no-fly order is being implemented because a large number of lightning people have been spotted gathering in the clouds."
Her voice was steady and clear, carrying throughout the press conference hall through the microphone.
"They are extremely aggressive and feed on humans. In the monster ecology classification released by TPC, the Lightning Man is classified as a hostile human species."
She paused, her gaze falling on the face of a reporter in the audience who had wanted to raise his hand but then withdrew it.
"You all probably remember the previous conflict between humans and the Lightning People. We don't want to repeat that mistake."
And everyone expressed their understanding.
After all, humans and lightning men had fought before.
It was a fierce battle, mainly because there were too many monsters.
Although these lightning-wielding people will start eating their own kind.
But that's what's truly terrifying!
After all, the Lightning Man is a cannibalistic creature.
They nest in the clouds, preying on stray aircraft that wander into their territory and feeding on the humans on them.
Moreover, in the monster ecosystem released by TPC, they are classified as enemy humans.
This is an officially recognized dangerous species; it is not something that can be negotiated with, nor can it be coexisted with; it is a threat that must be eliminated.
There was a moment of silence in the audience, then a reporter slowly lowered his hand and nodded.
The others also lowered their heads and took notes in their notebooks, and no one raised any further objections.
Kei nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the side door, where Choi Myung was leaning against the doorframe, twirling his sidearm in his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips.
She sighed softly, thinking to herself—sometimes, fear is indeed more effective than reason.
Incidentally, the Monster Ecosystem released by TPC is an ecological description of monsters.
This thick guide was distributed to various departments, with the TPC logo and a prominent warning line printed on the cover.
Turn to the first page and you'll see clear classification criteria.
If you see some monsters, the public should be mindful not to provoke them and just leave.
For example, Gomora, although it looks fierce, will actually ignore you unless you provoke it.
The guide states in large red letters: "If you encounter this type of monster, please remain quiet, back away slowly, and do not take photos or throw objects."
One type is hostile; upon seeing this, you immediately run away and report it.
Like the Lightning Man and certain cosmic monsters, their goal is destruction and prey.
The instructions were even more alarming: "Evacuate immediately, sound the alarm, and await the Victory Team's response."
That's just how the Earth's ecosystem is; humans can't possibly exterminate monsters.
Masami Horii leaned back in her chair, flipping through an ecological guide in her hand, muttering, "If only we could wipe them all out, we wouldn't have to live in constant fear."
Zongfang Chengyi shook his head and tapped his finger on the table: "Eliminate? Can you eliminate them all? Today we'll defeat Gomora, tomorrow there might be Mogra, and the day after that some other monster. How long have monsters coexisted with Earth? Longer than human history."
Ecosystems are interconnected.
Daigo nodded, his gaze falling on the distant sea horizon outside the window: "Yes, they are also part of the Earth. What we should do is coexist, not exterminate them."
Because of the implementation of this plan, the monsters started working on their own after they realized that humans wouldn't bother them easily.
Sometimes, people can even see scenes where monsters help fight against cosmic monsters or aliens.
Lina suddenly looked up, her eyes lighting up: "Do you guys remember last time? That Red King suddenly appeared, and we all thought we'd have to deal with both it and the alien at the same time, but it just slapped that alien away with one slap!"
Nozue Yasumi typed a few words on the keyboard, pulling up the video recording from that time: "Yes, the data shows that Red King's hostility towards that alien was much higher than towards humans. Perhaps the alien invaded its territory?"
“Territoriality,” Megumi walked over, arms crossed. “Many monsters have a strong sense of territory. To them, aliens are invaders, and so are we, but aliens are probably more annoying.”
Cui Ming leaned against the wall, listening to the team members' discussion, a slight smile playing on his lips: "That's why TPC released this guide, to help everyone distinguish who can be negotiated with and who must be attacked. So that ordinary people won't be so scared of Gomora that they jump into the sea, or think that Red King is here to destroy the world."
“But to be honest,” Masami Horii scratched his head, “this guide is quite vividly written, and the illustrations are clear. I showed it to my child, and he was able to recognize more than a dozen kinds of monsters.”
“That’s the purpose,” Sawai said, walking in from the doorway with a smile on her face. “To let the public understand the monsters and reduce unnecessary panic and casualties. After all, we can’t rely on the GUTS team every time; the public’s own safety awareness is also very important.”
Everyone nodded and continued flipping through the guide in their hands. (End of Chapter)