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

After Kuaidou left, Hong Tu took control of her body again.

He didn't seem to care why he lost his body just now, but walked to the side of the newly made monster for the first time, reaching out to touch it.

But his hand was stopped by something.

It was a silver-white box, which was a bit big, completely blocking the monster behind.

"This is something someone asked me to make for you." The woman released the handle of the box and raised her eyelid to him, "You'd better open it."

Hong Tu knew that he was not allowed to touch the monster, so he shrugged indifferently, and turned to lift the box.

He didn't ask who asked her to do it, so he pulled the box aside and opened it directly.

The box was opened, and the interior was covered with a red goose down blanket that looked very tall, and on the goose down blanket were two delicately crafted dolls.

Hong Tu tilted her head slightly and looked at the two dolls that were 30 cm tall.

These two dolls, one is Ultraman, the pattern on its body is an unknown color intertwined with black and red, there are two flame-shaped head darts on the head, the eyes are gem-shaped, the chest and forearms , The calf is covered with a thin layer of armor, and there is a hexagonal red timer on the chest.

This is a dark Ultraman puppet that looks somewhat similar to Sylvia.

The other doll is obviously a monster. It has a body similar to a human, covered with an armor-like exoskeleton, and a long tail with a sharp bone blade behind it. Like a face with a mask, two scarlet eyes were shining with unknown red light.

"What is this?" Hong Tu had an answer vaguely in his heart, but he still asked.

"That person asked me to make a new body for you." The woman finally gave him a look. The expression on his face was not only evil, but also a trace of pride and love. "You don't lack a body that can make you huge. Did she make two for you."

"She?" Hong Tu turned her pure black eyes slightly, no longer asked, but looked at the two dolls in the box, slowly stretched out her hand, and touched the dark Ultraman doll.

The next moment, when his eyes went dark, he lost consciousness.

The woman turned her head and looked at the dark red tea escaping into strands of her body, showing a wicked smile, she turned her head back, raised her hand, held her palm to the demon god, her hand began to emit a cold gleam, Surrounded by monsters.

On the ground, Hong Tu's body has completely turned into black mist, wrapping the two dolls in the box.

But the unknown darkness was rich and huge, and soon spread and enveloped the entire room.

But what is peculiar is that the light on the woman's workbench still flickers. Although it has not dispelled the darkness, it can penetrate the darkness, so that people will not be completely lost in it.

It was at this time that a middle-aged man in a casual suit walked in blankly. He penetrated the darkness with a sense of feeling and saw the woman in front of the workbench and the monster in front of her being injected with life and settings. .

"Motianshen...!" The man's voice was a little horrified, a sudden sense of fear firmly gripped his mind, and he vaguely felt that he seemed to have created an impossible monster!

"Thank you," the woman knew of his arrival, without looking back, "Thanks to you, a great monster is about to be born! In a dream, you can not only be transformed into a butterfly, but also a monster. Oh."

The woman turned her head and stared at the man, showing a grinning smile.

This terrible smile scared the man to the ground. He really realized that this was probably not a simple dream. He looked at the formed monster on the table and kept chanting "Butterfly Dream?" , His expression became more and more frightened.

Yes, he is the screenwriter who wrote Ultraman Max. He will appear here because he had a butterfly dream... He remembered that he wrote everything he saw in the butterfly dream into the script. In, he seems to have created an incredible monster... a powerful monster that is difficult to defeat appeared in that world and destroyed that world...

What else did he dream of? Dreaming, yes, he dreamed that he had become, fight...

The monster on the workbench has changed. Its shape is uncertain, and it looks like an ethereal dream.

The woman looked at the monster on the table in amazement: "As expected of the screenwriter, the imagination is so rich." She turned to look at the man, "You will transform into a monster in your dream, dancing like a butterfly, destroying the real world. Drop!"

Her voice gradually gritted her teeth. At first, when she talked about the real world, she was full of hatred and unwillingness, but when she talked about destruction, she couldn't help laughing.

The screenwriter lost consciousness in this strange laughter.

The woman watched him disappear and sneered disdainfully. Even if he wakes up, he can't escape, he is destined to not escape this butterfly dream, and is destined to watch the world he created by himself go to destruction.

With a wave of the woman's hand, the monster on the table disappeared.

Gradually, the darkness in the house began to gather, and soon Hong Tu walked out of the dense darkness.

"How do you feel?" the woman asked, looking at the awakened Hong Tu.

Hong Tu shook her hands and nodded somewhat satisfied: "It feels good. Do I need to pay anything?"

The woman turned around and stopped looking at him: "No, someone has already paid."

"So, now, can I go?"

Hong Tu had noticed before that "Kaidou" had awakened two or three times, but she had been in this dream all the time.

The woman continued to move the monster that was about to be made in front of her, and performed the final refinement, while taking out a part of her mind to answer him: "No, you can't wake up yet. If you have leaf rot, that monster will spawn with the Devil God. Conflict. You must stay in this dream world until the outcome is undecided."

Hong Tu nodded, walked aimlessly around the room, and suddenly asked, "Then, can you tell me what happened?"

While engraving and modifying the monster with a knife, the woman casually said, "This world is a fantasy world written by a playwright."

She turned her head and looked at Hong Tu's expression carefully. Seeing that this person was completely unmoved, she could only turn back boringly: "This is a playwright and the protagonist written by him who exchanged bodies many times in a dream. They had a butterfly dream with each other, and they couldn’t even tell who was the playwright and who was the character in the play.

I discovered this situation, and with the imagination of the playwright, I produced an unprecedented monster, and wanted to write an ending that would allow the monster to conquer the world. "

"Good idea." This is Hong Tu's evaluation of this idea. But as for the result, he knew that it was impossible to succeed. As the woman said, this is a world imagined by a writer. Then, the ending is already doomed-the monster will definitely lose, and the world will remain the same. Restore peace.

But he wouldn't say this, because the woman on the other side knew the ending, but she still had to try.

But this in itself is worthy of admiration. So Hong Tu narrowed her expression and showed a gentle smile: "So, is the story about to begin? Mind adding an audience?"

The woman laughed and disappeared into the room, not knowing what she was going to do, and a picture appeared in front of Hong Tu. In the picture, it was Max's world.

The dark night is like a curtain covering the entire world. There is no starlight or moon in the sky, only thick gray-black clouds. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, the clouds spread out a gap, and a silver moonlight protruded from the gap, like a searchlight, reflecting the world more like a prepared stage.

The demon **** descended from the sky, illuminated by the moonlight, just like the protagonist on the stage.

Next, the story begins.

The demon gods are destroying the city like a bamboo, the DASH air mobile carrier is dispatched, and DASH 1 and 2 will attack and join the attack.

However, the Demon God escaped DASH's attack through transformation, and it also danced like a butterfly after transformation.

Immediately afterwards, DASH 1 and 2 were both destroyed and landed...

Everything seemed to be an arranged drama, Hong Tu even heard the narration in Kuadou's voice...

Speaking of which, this feeling is really amazing. It's like he went back a long time ago, when he was sitting in front of a TV or computer and watching Ultraman drama.

The woman doesn't know when she will reappear, she walks to Hong Tu's side and looks at the scene, her voice is a little erratic: "The world you see is just a false world imagined by a playwright. This is reality."

She is like a sorrowful person who is deeply trapped in a dream and cannot wake up. She clearly knows the planned ending of the dream, but still unwilling to want to change, even if she knows that it is impossible.

Hong Tu nodded pointlessly, saying that he knew, but he didn't give any opinion.

For him, it is not difficult to imagine. In his original world, Altman is still a special drama.

Therefore, it doesn't matter to him whether it is the imaginary world or not, as long as he lives in this real world, it is enough.

The two stopped talking and continued to look at the screen.

Max appeared and fought with the Demon God. But this monster was unexpectedly powerful, and Max was no opponent at all. Then, Silvia and Jeno appeared together to help Max.

Hong Tu noticed that the strange man in Max looked at the two Ultramans in surprise, especially when he saw Sylvia, his expression was like seeing a ghost. Presumably he didn't know this strange Ultraman.

Immediately afterwards, Hong Tu saw the three Ultraman teaming up and putting out a very brilliant golden light together to wipe out the monster...

Hong Tu: "..." What a perfunctory ending...

The woman saw his speechlessness and explained to him: "This is the script.

It is a pity that I really want the monster to win once, but this time the script is like this, the monster is destined to be defeated.

Just like this time, you will win. "

Hong Tu looked at the woman who meant something, and for a while, she smiled slowly: "Maybe, your idea can be realized."

The woman didn't say anything, but showed a meaningful smile, not the evil smile before, but a real, heartfelt smile.

Hong Tu was keenly aware of something, but when he was about to ask, he felt that his eyes went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the bedroom in the base.

"Dream?" He sat up on the bed and groaned for a while, and from under the quilt he took out a black scabbard dagger with rubies inlaid with red patterns.

Well, this may not be an ordinary dream. The only pity is that I didn't see the author of this world.

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