Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

Chapter 206 The Dark History of the Victory Team

A thrilling life-and-death battle between humans and Zijella finally came to an end. The TPC organization, like a Great Wall of Steel, once again stood up and worked hand in hand with Tiga and Ryukendo to completely eradicate the bewitching demon flower and save humanity.

"Da Gu, you don't need to feel guilty. For Luke and the others, the wandering life like a stray dog ​​for tens of millions of years is probably something they have already gotten used to!" Zhao Ming and Da Gu, who had turned into human form on the ground, stood side by side, looking at the dried remains of Qijiela in front of them, and said with a faint smile on their lips.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but when I talk to Luke, Dina, and the others, their words are like programmed machines, stiff and cold. There doesn't seem to be a single wave of emotion in their expressions!"

Da Gu recalled the scene of his previous conversation with Luke and his daughter. Whether they were recalling the vanished super-ancient humans or looking forward to the new generation of humans that were about to become extinct, they were as calm as water and as cold as ice, and they told the cruel reality truth truthfully.

"This is understandable, actually. Their fate was sealed the moment Luke transformed himself into a cyborg to survive. While the Zijera Essence can maintain brain activity, it can also replace damaged bodies.

As long as their brains remain intact and they continue to receive a continuous supply of Zijella's essence, they will be able to achieve immortality. However, the element Zijella carries within it, which causes people to fall into illusory dreams, will unknowingly paralyze their brain nerves, corroding their souls like a slow poison.

Over time, humans will become like the walking dead, completely losing their ability to express emotions. Perhaps they were ecstatic during the transformation, but now they feel as if they are trapped in an icy cellar, eager to be freed as soon as possible. Zhao Ming recounted the various uses and consequences of the Qijiela flower.

After hearing this, Dagu was filled with emotion. "So that's how it is. They were forced to make that decision just to survive. It's a shame that in the end, Qi Jie La Hua took away even more of their possessions."

As the two continued to talk, at a command from Chief Ji Gang, all the TPC troops returned to the base like a tide, except for the police officers who stayed at the scene to clean up the burned wreckage of Zijella.

In the familiar command room of the Victory Team, Director Ji Gang led the Victory Team in with a heroic and high-spirited manner.

Director Sawai, beaming, strode forward, shook Jigang's hand tightly, and said, "Ah! Old buddy, this time it's all thanks to you. My performance as the TPC director really pales in comparison!"

"That's amazing!" The members of the Victory Team, who had originally had some complaints about this bad-tempered old man who always confronted them, couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Director Ji Gang.

Director Gigan waved his hand modestly and said, "This is not the credit of me alone. Everyone worked together, especially Ultraman Tiga and Ryukendo." Having said that, his eyes inadvertently swept over Zhao Ming and Da Gu, his eyes full of respect.

Director Iruma Kei, Lina, and Sawai all looked at Daigu and Zhao Ming at the same time. As the few people who knew their true identities, they were filled with gratitude.

"Director Ji Gang is still in good health. This time he leads the team to fight against monsters. His bravery is no less than Lian Po, and his ambition is comparable to Ma Yuan. It is truly admirable!" Zhao Ming and Dagu also agreed with a smile.

"Well, we old bones can't stand the praise from you youngsters! Look at the massive mess that Zigela pollen caused this time. The entire TPC organization almost stopped functioning!

There are still piles of troubles and mountains of documents waiting for us old guys to clean up the mess!" Ji Gang waved his hand nonchalantly, and then walked out of the command room shoulder to shoulder with Director Sawai.

"Hey, this little old man, is he shy now?"

After Director Sawai left, Dagu and the members of the Victory Team gathered around the conference table and burst into laughter.

Xincheng stretched out his body in a comfortable manner, plopped down in the chair, and then kept turning the chair like a child, shouting: "Oh my, I suddenly feel comfortable and refreshed all over! But when I think about it carefully, why did I let Qi Jiela be so easily deceived in the first place?"

Before he finished speaking, Jujing raised his hand and slapped Xincheng lightly on the back of the head. Then he shouted at the top of his voice, "Hey, you have the nerve to bring that up! Don't you remember that you were the first person to inhale that Zijera pollen?"

"Yes, Xincheng, let me help you recall now!" Zhao Ming held the PDI and operated it lightly. The big screen reflected Xincheng's appearance after inhaling Qijiela pollen like a mirror. He was like a child with a childish heart, as if chasing the dancing butterflies.

Xincheng looked at his own ridiculous appearance on the screen, his face flushing like a ripe apple. "Oh no! Turn it off! This is so embarrassing!" he shouted, reaching out to grab the PDI from Zhao Ming like a hungry tiger.

"No, let us watch for a while longer!" Jujing and Dagu, two guys who like to stir up trouble, stopped Xincheng like two door gods, and then started to play and fight with each other.

Then, the video on the screen changed like magic, and it showed a video of Zongfang showing off his muscular body in front of the camera. "Wow, Commander, I didn't expect that under your serious appearance, you actually have such a unique hobby!" Lina and Xincheng also widened their eyes and said with a smile.

As the first group to experience hallucinations after absorbing Zijera pollen, they naturally hadn't seen the original version. Zong Fang lowered his head, his face as red as a monkey's bottom, and he hesitated for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

Looking at the people in the command room eating with gusto, Zong Fang finally glared at Zhao Ming fiercely, his eyes seemed to say: "You are the only one who is meddling!"

"Fly, fly..." Hearing that familiar voice, Munakata looked up at the big screen as if struck by lightning. He saw his admired Captain Iruma Kei, like an innocent child, happily flying around the command room, imitating the flight of birds.

Seeing this scene, the command room, which had just been filled with laughter and joy, instantly fell silent, as if under a spell. Then, everyone desperately covered their mouths and looked at the captain, not daring to make a single sound, fearing that it would be recorded in the captain's notebook!

At this moment, Iruma Hui stood up with a cold look on her face, and swept her eyes across the crowd like a sharp sword, saying, "It's okay, laugh if you want. I won't argue with my teammates!"

Looking at the captain's sharp eyes, everyone in the command room suddenly felt uneasy and no one dared to say a word.

Zong Fang was the first to break the silence and said softly: "Captain, this is all the influence of Qijiela pollen." The others followed suit like chicks pecking at rice.

At this moment, Dagu suddenly stood up and said righteously: "This disaster is like a mirror, reminding us that even in the face of various temptations, we must stick to our original intentions like a rock."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully...

Seeing this, Zhao Ming immediately stopped, knowing that even jokes should be kept within limits. Otherwise, continuing would surely arouse public outrage. It would be better to leave it for later to savor!

Then, everyone started discussing it enthusiastically again. "Honestly, I have great admiration for Director Ji Gang this time. It was he who, with his iron willpower, was the first to wake up from his illusion and lead us in launching the heroic war against Zijera!"

Iruma Hui sighed and said that in such a difficult situation, it was simply going against all of humanity. Without rock-hard willpower, it would be impossible to make such a decision. This little old man was truly awe-inspiring.

"So, it's us humans who ultimately make the decision. It was only after we humans took the initiative to attack Zijera that Tiga and Ryukendou appeared like divine soldiers descending from the sky. As the saying goes, a strong blacksmith must be strong himself!"

Dagu also looked at everyone with a sharp gaze, and then everyone's eyes all turned to the pot of withered Qijiela flowers placed in the commander's room...