Boom!
There was a rolling thunder in the sky, resounding through the sky, as if there were thousands of troops galloping past in the clouds, splashing a lot of water, turning into rain and falling to the earth, forming a heavy downpour, pouring on this still beautiful place. There are many places in the city that are still burning.
Water soon accumulated on the road, and the low-lying areas even turned into puddles. The wheels ran over them, splashing and falling again. It seemed that they would never be able to escape this destined fate.
clatter! clatter!
A pair of feet wearing leather shoes walked slowly forward on the waterlogged road, forming a sharp contrast with the hurried feet around them.
In such a heavy rainstorm, people were walking quickly with umbrellas or driving by in cars. Only Dagu was still wearing his smoky suit. He didn't hold an umbrella, let alone a car, and it was pouring like this. , walking forward step by step.
His clothes were already soaked, and large strands of water flowed down his hair and clothes, turning into water on the ground, making them indistinguishable.
The surroundings were filled with the sound of car whistles, the sound of heavy rain, and the sound of the wind blowing by. It was extremely noisy and noisy, but Dagu was completely unaware of it. He just lowered his head and moved forward aimlessly. As I walked, the words gained from these two days of hard work echoed in my mind.
"Me? Ultraman? Dagu, you are quite imaginative. By the way, you and Lina should consider your marriage."
"Ah, Seven, the actor does look a lot like me. I was mistaken for him many times when I was young."
"Jack? Dagu, are you... okay?"
"Ace, me? Dagu, what are you talking about? Are you hungry? Do you want some freshly baked bread? No? Then help me move it. There must be many people who haven't had time to eat. Give it to those in need People."
"..."
He mustered up a lot of courage, threw away all worries, and said things to his four uncles that sounded not only childish but even insane. Not surprisingly, he received surprised looks, kind smiles, and perfunctory words. The divisive topic is that no one believes a word, or even a word, he says.
Dagu understands very well that without the previous dreams and hallucinations, even he would never feel that he was Ultraman in another world, and would not even believe in the existence of another earth. Even with such views and theories, I The dream has been told more than once, but Dagu has always listened to it as a story.
The reason is simple. Everyone can't imagine what things beyond their own vision look like. Just like rocket experts can never explain clearly that washing coal with water cannot be used as rocket fuel, just like normal people can never convince a sheepdog that the moon outside is not round, just like When I was a child, I could never understand what adults said, "Study hard and you will have a future when you grow up." This is a wise saying for ordinary families.
In normal times, such a narrow vision has no impact. At most, they can do ordinary things and continue their ordinary lives as ordinary people. But now it is so fatal. If they can't remember that they are Ultraman, what will happen to this world? What to do? Do we want to destroy it?
When Dagu thought of the world full of ruins and monsters he saw in his 'dream', his heart was filled with fear and uneasiness. What kind of world was that? Familiar cities were destroyed, and beloved people died. Let alone ordinary people. Life, even living will be a luxury.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Dagu's heart was full of confusion. Today he braved the wind and rain and made another effort, but it was still in vain. The four uncles were busy with their own things. Who was it? I didn't have much time to listen to his crazy stories, so I didn't get any feedback.
Even Lina tactfully mentioned that it was better to find another way. After all, telling the 'Xuanqi' story to the four old men so excitedly not only made no progress, but also had the opposite effect.
This made Dagu, who was eager for success, extremely sad. He came out of Beidou's bakery and walked in the rain regardless of the shout of "umbrella" behind him, hoping to wake himself up and maybe he could come up with something. , even if I feel in my heart that I may not be able to do it, and I may have to live up to Qianye's instructions.
because...
"I... am not Ultraman, just an... ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary," Dagu lowered his head and thought: "Without Ultraman's power, I can't save the world, and I can't do anything. , it’s really... too ordinary.”
Dagu murmured in a low voice and walked forward slowly. The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. The more frustrated he became, the more he felt that he was worthless and useless. Even if he died, no one would care, let alone have any impact. It was really ...
Just as he was thinking about it, the road ahead was broken, and roadblocks were placed across the still intact road. Dagu stopped, raised his head, and looked ahead. It was a mess, with ruins everywhere, and not a single building in sight. The buildings that were intact were all in dilapidated condition, broken and even collapsed into masonry rubble.
There are puddles everywhere, and there is a layer of charred black floating on the surface of the water, which is the ashes after burning. Even the heavy rain cannot wash away the blackness of this world, making Dagu's heart tremble again. This is the situation after destruction, he Will our world become like this?
Dagu stood on the still intact road, facing the dilapidated neighborhood. He raised his head in the heavy rain and looked at the bronze statue standing in the ruins. He took out the rough sword from the innermost layer of his clothes. The handle-shaped stone sculpture seemed to be crying: "What should I do? I...I didn't even think of it myself, and I didn't even think that I was Ultraman.
Tell me Tiga, tell me Chiba, I... How should I remind everyone, how can I save this world? "
The only answer to him was the gusts of wind and rain. The illusion that had appeared in front of his eyes and ears more than once in the past seemed to have disappeared with the petrification of Diga.
Dagu looked at the hero from his childhood to the present. He was still so tall, but could no longer move. Is there no hope anymore?
"Impossible," Dagu held the sword-hilt-shaped stone sculpture tightly, slowly lowering his head with disappointment and frustration, and kept repeating: "I can't do it at all, everything has been... "
But before he finished speaking, he heard a loud voice coming from the distance: "Everything is over. The Ultra Brothers have been defeated by us. Their light will be converted into negative energy to relieve the pain." With the seal of the ultimate super beast Ultra Killer Saurus, this world will be destroyed, and no one will be spared."
Dagu was startled, and quickly raised his head, only to realize that the rainstorm had disappeared, replaced by thick dark clouds, and four exquisite crosses floating below, which contained four Ultraman. It was Ultraman. brother.
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