Ultraman: I Really Didn’t Want to Rule the World

Thanks to Hong Tu's self-destructive identity, the earth has been in peace for a long time.

Until one day without warning, Beria was successfully resurrected.

But Beria's resurrection didn't alarm anyone, and even the AIBs didn't notice anything wrong.

Except... Hong Tu who is boring at home to catch up on drafts.

Hong Tu tilted his head slightly when he noticed something falling on the earth, he glanced thoughtfully at the virtual panel in front of him, and posted a new chapter.

Netizens who had been squatting on the Internet quickly pushed this chapter to a hot spot.

But this chapter only mentions the revival of the devil at the end.

Netizens panicked for a while.

[What the hell, is the devil resurrected? 】

[It must be resurrected! The question is when will the prediction come true? ! 】

This is of course the biggest problem.

The AIBs who had been paying attention to this suddenly couldn't sit still, and someone immediately contacted the Red World Group.

When is Beria's resurrection?

However, Hong Shi did not give extra attention, and even verbally made it plain and clear.

AIB once wanted to take the initiative to talk to Hongtu, but Zhang Jie, the only one who could establish a relationship with Hongtu, didn't plan to cooperate. He just made AIB ready to start dealing with Beria.

After those cosmic people fled the earth, he also lacked the basis for predicting when Beria would be resurrected.

But I also know that only these days.

But he did not expect that as soon as Beria was resurrected, he did not come out immediately to announce his return.

On the other hand, Hong Tu is rarely lazy anymore, he stretched his waist, planning to finish the remaining chapters at once.

…

Fushii Desi pursued a breath all the way to an unmanned factory in the outskirts.

Because the factory has not been completed, there are a lot of crane trucks and decoration materials.

But I don't know why there is no one here, and it even makes people feel palpitation quietly.

Fushii was dressed in embarrassment, and his clothes had been ripped a lot.

After the failure of his plan, AIB agents have been hunting him down, losing his status as a "famous writer" and even being wanted by humans, making his situation increasingly difficult.

Of course, the more reason is that he doesn't want to use the power in his body.

It has been more than two weeks since the little power he swallowed the red tea. It was clear that he had been transformed into the power of Beria-sama, but Fushiide Silicon felt something was wrong, and even instinctively refused to use it. Obviously a lot of power.

But now he doesn't need to worry too much about this.

Feeling the call in his body, Fushii Dezui pushed open the half-covered door and walked into this unmanned factory.

He went straight through the open space and walked all the way to the main building of the factory.

The walls of the main building have not yet been renovated. The walls and ceilings are made of cold cement, and a lot of debris is piled up inside, and in the middle is a woman sitting.

With her back facing Desi Fushii, she was sitting on a high chair that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, her slender legs hanging down and straight, her toes in black high heels stepped on the ground, and she turned around with the chair.

Hearing Fushii's footsteps, the woman pressed her feet and turned around.

This is a very beautiful woman with long hair well set behind her head, with red frame glasses on her face, exquisite makeup painted on her face, and elegant casual suit, elegant and beautiful but not weak.

Just looking at her expression, no one would underestimate this woman.

Fushii took a staggered step, with excitement and joy on his face, he couldn't wait to walk to the woman, restrained at a suitable distance, and bowed his head respectfully on one knee: "Master Beria."

Woman, no, it should be Beria who occupied this body slightly tilted her head: "Strum Star, you are in a lot of embarrassment."

"I'm really sorry for showing you such a rude side of me." Fushii Deshi did not make any struggles. It was indeed too rude to see his master in this posture.

But it was also because he underestimated AIB and humans that he had to hide from XZ all the time, and he didn't have time to organize his appearance. It was already his limit not to be discovered.

But Beria didn't pursue it too much, her gaze stayed slightly on her only subordinate, looking at him carefully from top to bottom.

Fushii did not move in a kneeling posture, even though he was extremely tired at the moment, he still persisted in this action.

After a long time, he heard his master say with satisfaction: "Good job."

Nothing makes Fushii Deshi happy more than this compliment. He was so excited and even a little forgetful that he even looked up at Beria with joy: "It's all for Beria-sama."

Beria is also quite satisfied with his loyal appearance: "There is still some time, so let's take a good rest first."

"No, I can still..."

"Strum star, you are my most important chess piece," Beria interrupted him. Although it is a human posture, some of its essence cannot be changed. "You should know the meaning of your existence. What is it."

"Yes," Fushii replied, the expression on his face was not disappointed, even if his master bluntly said that he was just a pawn, but hearing that he was the most important **** was enough for this loyalty. The grumpy universe man felt happy, "I know."

Beria didn't care about his expression, but just got up from the chair and walked out of the factory, leaving Fushii Izushi behind.

Fushii did not follow, he watched Beria's figure leave, and looked around this unmanned factory, knowing that this would be their temporary base.

In fact, Fushii was planning to find a more comfortable place for his master, but he could only give up because of the master's order.

What he needs now is rest, yes, rest, he must rest well to have the energy to help Lord Beria.

Ah, Master Beria said that he is the most important chess piece, so he will not disappoint Master Beria, sure.

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"Sometimes I still admire Beria." Hong Tu quickly finished the remaining chapters and set the release time.

The King of Otto, who was watching a dog-blood show, cast his sights: "Huh?"

After this period of recovery, coupled with the help of Hongtu, the Otto King was able to condense the entity to some extent, at least it was no longer a vague light and shadow.

He was able to transform into a human posture at this moment, an old man with a gray beard.

"He can always recruit those loyal subordinates." Hong Tu's expression is somewhat subtle, "Maybe this is the personality charm that belongs to Beria?"

"Beria..." King Otto looked back a little, "In fact, Beria is a bit arrogant, but he is indeed a leader."