Chapter 153
Masaki Keigo, who is actually even dumber than Daigo
Chapter 153 Masaki Keigo, who is actually even dumber than Daigo
Daigo looked at the black Spark Lens in his hand, which Masaki Keigo had created with his own ingenuity: "Masaki Keigo, I actually envy you for having such a clever mind, able to revive the Titans with your own power."
"However, the sacrifice you speak of, the theory of elimination of failures in your eyes, is not justice at all. It is just an excuse you made up to cover up your inner cowardice and control. You are afraid of being eliminated by the times, you are afraid of not being the first, so you want to become a god."
"Shut up! Shut up!" Masaki Keigo seemed to have been hit where it hurt. He roared and tried to get up and knock Daigo down to shut him up.
However, he was already very tired and could not continue.
Just then, Daigo stepped forward and took out his own Spark Lens from Masaki Keigo's inner pocket.
"No!" Masaki Keigo shouted, desperately trying to take it back, but Daigo knocked him to the ground.
"Until you can't truly understand how to use light, I think even if you become Ultraman, you won't be able to use its true power, right, Mr. Koul?" Daigo looked down at the transformation device that had led him to transform into Tiga countless times.
Daigo turned his head and looked at Kaul, who was peeling oranges and had just finished helping people, standing not far away.
"I think so too, our great genius Masaki Keigo, why did you abandon him immediately after gaining power?"
What about that originally highly intelligent mind?
Is it because the power is too great that it blinds you, or is your intelligence telling you to just use force, since we're so strong, hahaha?
He noticed the change in Masaki Keigo's expression.
Kaul burst out laughing: "So that's really what you think, huh? Hahaha, then you're not as smart as Daigo. Even Daigo knew that after gaining power, you need a mind that can match that power, instead of mindlessly throwing punches."
Masaki Keigo gritted his teeth, staring intently at the Spark Lens in Daigo's hand, then looked down at the black Spark Lens in his own hand that had begun to lose its responsiveness.
His self-esteem and pride were trampled into the ground at this moment.
"Why...why is this happening?" Masaki Keigo muttered to himself. "I'm the real genius. I designed the light particle converter, I revived Tiga! Why are you resisting me? Wasn't it you who wanted revenge against Tiga, who wanted to be number one?!"
Masaki Keigo had no idea that the consciousness he first encountered was an extreme consciousness that had survived the dissipation of thirty million, not the real Daga who knew he had been resurrected and reconnected with him.
"Because you used your power as a bargaining chip to flaunt yourself, the great genius Masaki Keigo."
Kaul stepped forward and casually tossed the peeled orange into his mouth.
"The power of the Giant of Light is not a gift from the gods to mortals, nor is it a tool for you to use to rise above your fellow human beings. Although Daigo is not as smart as you, he knows that when danger comes, he is first and foremost a human being who needs to protect his fellow human beings, not someone who helps them from a god's perspective. You did not lose to him, but to your own pathetic vanity."
"Shut up! You damned bastard!" Masaki Keigo raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment. "I won't lose..."
This planet will eventually need me!
He struggled to his feet, suppressing the resistance emanating from the black energy bar deep within his heart, and disappeared into the amusement park ruins before the GUTS team arrived.
Kaul looked in the direction he disappeared, sighed, but did not chase after him.
"What a stubborn fellow. I hope you can change your arrogant mindset," Kaul shook his head. "However, Daga's will should guide you back onto the right path."
"Advisor!" Daigo limped over.
"Well done, Daigo." Kaul patted Daigo on the shoulder.
"Although this special training process was a bit brutal, you at least understood one thing: even without light, you have broken through the limits of humanity. Go back and write a 5,000-word report on 'Human Limits and Self-Awareness' for me, and submit it to my office tomorrow morning."
"Huh? I have to write a report too?" Daigo's face instantly fell, even though he was already exhausted...
"Hmm...but you can give it to me after a few days of rest. Of course, you still need to attend classes." Kaul smiled and turned to walk towards Drum's car.
Meanwhile, Shinjo and Mayumi were evacuating the children who had suffered the disaster, and the civilians were finally evacuated by the police station. However, no one noticed that in the city, the propaganda posters about the "Daga Rescue Association" were still being spread by people with ulterior motives.
Three days later, at a resort in Kitagawa City, Shizuoka Prefecture.
Due to several days of intensive training and research, Captain Megumi Kijima granted all members of the Victory Team a day of paid leave.
The open-air hot spring pool at the hot spring resort.
"Daigo, to be honest, I've never longed for a hot bath as much as I do today."
Shinjo, shirtless, immersed his entire body in the deepest part of the hot spring, letting out comfortable moans.
He rubbed his sore shoulders and turned to look at Daigo, who was resting with his eyes closed beside him: "Officer Kaul usually seems unreliable, even like a street urchin who just loafs around, but he's very strict when he gets physical in the training room. Yesterday, I was just a little unsteady on my feet and he slapped me on the butt. I still feel pain in my butt to this day."
Daigo opened his eyes, looking at his partner in life and death with some sympathy.
"New City, the strategist is actually doing this for our own good. Before facing those real monsters and aliens, if..."
Without the body's instinctive ability to dodge and defend, we wouldn't even have a chance to fire a shot on the battlefield.
Daigo poked the surface of the water with his finger.
As the successor to Ultraman Tiga, he could feel better than anyone that after half a month of almost hellish training under Koul, the light within him was merging with his physical body.
Without the guidance of a magic wand, he could hear the sound of the wind, the sound of the sea, and... simply by sitting here.
Some of the sounds made him feel uneasy.
"Speaking of Daigo, don't you think it's a bit too quiet?" Shinjo scratched his head and looked around.
In this resort surrounded by maple forests, Kaur, wearing sunglasses, lay on a bench not far away, holding a glass of coconut juice he had just taken from the refrigerator, gazing at the distant sea view.
Beside him, Little Rock, whose height had been shrunk to 1.5 meters, was happily eating a basket of watermelons with its two short, thick paws.