Chapter 1426
Regiment: You can rest assured.
Daigo is actually quite confused at times.
Although he had fought so many battles alongside Choi Myung, from monsters to aliens to the entire mechanical planet, he was no longer the naive newcomer he once was when he first joined the GUTS. But on certain nights, during moments when he sat alone on the edge of the hangar, gazing at the starry sky, those questions would still surge up like a tide.
Was it really the right thing to blow up that mechanical planet?
Will humanity make too many enemies as a result?
How would other civilizations in the universe view us?
These questions swirled in his mind, like a swarm of buzzing flies, impossible to drive away or kill.
Therefore, the best thing to do at this time is to have a chat with a good senior.
And look, we have Seven as our senior!
Daigo found Dan Moroboshi at the training grounds on the back mountain of the base. The senior was leaning on a cane, standing in the sunset, his back straight like a pine tree, as if those years and battles had never left a mark on him.
“Senior…” Daigo walked over, his voice hesitant.
Dan Moroboshi turned his head, his one eye gleaming gently in the setting sun: "What's wrong, Daigo? You look troubled."
“Although I don’t regret blowing up that mechanical planet, but…” Daigo scratched the back of his head, his brows furrowed, “Won’t this make humanity make too many enemies? Will other civilizations in the universe see us as a threat in the future?”
Dan Moroboshi looked at Daigo and suddenly laughed.
The smile was faint, yet it carried a certain wisdom born of experience, like an old father watching his child leave home for the first time.
"Don't worry so much, you did the right thing."
He reached out and patted Daigo on the shoulder. The force wasn't strong, but it was enough to make Daigo feel a solid support.
Look at the person Daigo asked...
Who is Seven?
That's Ultraman who unconditionally spoils humanity.
In Seven's eyes, humans are like a group of children stumbling and learning to walk. It's understandable that they might occasionally fall, get into a fight, or even cause some trouble. As long as the children don't really turn bad or go astray, then whatever they do is right.
If you ask Seven, he'll probably think that most of the time, whatever humans do is right.
Not to mention that this time the mechanical planet really went too far.
Good heavens, blocking technology from other planets, what the hell were you thinking?
Moroboshi knew exactly what was going on.
The law of the jungle prevails in the universe, but those like the "Security System," which specifically target emerging civilizations and impose technological blockades, are nothing more than cowardly bullies. Why don't they blockade the Land of Light? Why don't they blockade the Dark Empire of the Empera? Why don't they blockade those truly powerful civilizations?
To put it bluntly, it's all about treating people differently based on who they are!
They specifically target the weak and prey on those whose civilizations have not yet fully developed.
There's no way Dan Moroboshi would like this kind of thing.
Back when he was fighting on Earth, he dealt with plenty of these "space police" bastards. What Nonmaltians, what Space Hunters—when has Seven ever shown mercy to anyone who dared to interfere with humanity or attempt to control its development?
Moreover, the Ultra race is not a bunch of saints.
They're ruthless.
For example, Seven's older brother—the original Ultraman.
When the Baltans invaded Earth, the first generation wiped out hundreds of millions of Baltans. Although those creatures had the ability to create clones, so if one died, two more would appear, the sheer number of hundreds of millions was enough to make the scene so horrific that it spread throughout the universe.
Of course, Dan Moroboshi wouldn't tell Daigo about these things.
After all, this is too scary, don't frighten this silly child.
Daigo is currently in a dilemma about whether it would be bad if we destroyed a planet. If he knew that the original annihilated more than 100 million Baltans in one fell swoop, would he be able to sleep at night?
"Senior, are you sure it's okay?" Daigo kept asking, his eyes filled with the eagerness of a young man who longed for recognition.
“No problem.” Dan Moroboshi collected his thoughts, his smile becoming even gentler. “Daigo, you must remember, the universe is not a greenhouse. Here, kindness must have teeth, and peace must have fists. This time, you are not invading, but fighting back. The mechanical planet attacked first to block Earth’s technology, and that’s why you attacked it. This is called self-defense, not indiscriminate killing.”
"But……"
“No buts.” Dan Moroboshi interrupted him, his tone still gentle, but with an undeniable firmness. “If you tolerate this today, more civilizations will come to bully Earth tomorrow. Today they dare to block technology, tomorrow they will dare to demand tribute from Earth, and the day after tomorrow they will dare to enslave humanity. At that time, if you retaliate, the price will be ten times, a hundred times.” Daigo fell silent.
He recalled Cui Mingchang's saying: "To fall behind is to be beaten."
I recall the tragic state of humanity in the EDF world, where humans were tormented by the Star Guides' cycle of reincarnation until only 10% remained.
I think of those comrades who fell on the battlefield, those faces that will never return.
“I understand, senior.” Daigo finally raised his head, the confusion in his eyes fading considerably. “We cannot retreat, retreat means death.”
“Yes.” Dan Moroboshi nodded, tapping his cane lightly on the ground. “Moreover, you have Choi’s orders.”
"Instructor?"
"Although that guy has a bad temper, is ruthless, and sometimes swears at aliens, he has one good point." Dan Moroboshi's lips curled up slightly, "He never gives the enemy a second chance. With someone like that at the front, you people behind can grow in peace."
Daigo thought for a moment, then smiled.
"Senior, are you praising the instructor?"
"Praise?" Dan Moroboshi paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Pretty much, but I was praising him objectively."
After all, Cui Ming is, in a sense, the darling of the Ultra race.
Not for any other reason than that Choi Myung really worked too hard.
For humanity itself, and for the Ultra race.
"Yes, yes, yes, objective." Daigo grinned from ear to ear.
The setting sun cast long shadows of the two men, one old and one young, one composed and one green, standing on the training ground behind the mountain, like a tranquil painting.
Dan Moroboshi looked at Daigo's smile and sighed silently in his heart.
This child is still too innocent.
Its purity reminded him of himself back then.
He then passed this message on to Daigo.
Although Daigo was unaware of how much bloodshed and sacrifice lay behind this "gentleness."
But one day, he will understand.
Just like I was back then.
"Let's go." Dan Moroboshi turned around, tapping his cane on the ground. "Let's go back for dinner. I heard Tom made a new flavor of milk tonight, don't you want to try it?"
"...Senior, that milk will corrode the spoon."
"That's why we have to try it!" Dan Moroboshi laughed heartily. "Life always needs a bit of excitement!"
Daigo followed behind, watching his senior's back, and the confusion in his heart finally dissipated completely.
Yes, we have experienced seniors, instructors, and everyone here.
What are you afraid of?
Too many enemies?
Let the enemy come then.
Anyway, Earth now has the Super Temperature Difference Ray, Ultraman Tiga, Seven, and that perpetually sullen-faced Storm One.
Whoever comes, dies.
The sun sets, and the stars rise.
Daigo and Dan Moroboshi walked back to the base side by side, their shadows intertwined under the streetlights, like a kind of passing on of tradition. (End of Chapter)