Ultraman Blaze

The next day, Xiangyu got up early. After having breakfast, he sat on a bench in the park, his deep eyes looking around.

Today's sunshine is particularly bright, and it seems to shine into people's hearts and dispel the haze in their hearts.

The city's emergency repair work has been going smoothly for the fourth day. I believe it won't be long before that commercial area will be able to return to normal operations.

The sun was shining on the earth, and a warmth was spread on Xiangyu's face. He leaned back on the bench comfortably, looking down at the blue sky. Perhaps because it was too warm, Hanyu Xiangyu fell asleep unknowingly.

……

Since resigning, Hanyu Xiangyu has been living a simple life for the past few days. He works out, walks around the park, eats, and sleeps every day.

He was waiting and expecting, expecting that 7 in 1 million chance to hit him on the head, waiting for that notice.

Therefore, every day after Xiangyu came back from strolling in the park, he would check his mailbox to see if there was what he was expecting.

But the result is predictable. Faced with an empty mailbox, Xiangyu felt both conflicted and anxious.

Just when he thought he had lost the election, God seemed to play another little joke on him.

That day, he came back from the park as usual. It was only after he entered the door that he discovered that someone had stuffed an exquisite letter through the crack of the door.

Xiangyu moved his feet, squatted down and picked up the letter. When he was still wondering who was still using this traditional and outdated way of transmitting information, he turned to the other side and was stunned.

On the other side of the letter, there was TPC’s triangular logo.

Without even having time to change his shoes, Hanyu Xiangyu excitedly walked to the living room and opened the envelope. From the envelope, he pulled out a piece of cardboard. On the cardboard was not only the TPC logo, but also the following words:

Hello, Mr. Hanyu Xiangyu! Congratulations on standing out from tens of thousands of people and becoming a reserve member of the TPC "SKaRD" team. Please arrive in Shanghai, China before March 3, when a dedicated person will be responsible for your next training.

Message: TPC Asia Branch.

After carefully reading the contents on the card, Hanyu Xiangyu felt relieved. He smiled with relief and quickly began to pack his luggage.

At night, Xiangyu sat on a bench in the park, looking up at the night sky. He saw one or two shooting stars occasionally streaking across the starry night sky. His expression gradually became profound, and he muttered to himself, "I don't know where the monster will appear next time..."

Hanyu Xiangyu knew in his heart that the appearance of monsters was inevitable, and that he would even have to face greater crises in the future, so he needed to be mentally prepared in advance.

In the past few days, Hanyu Xiangyu has been thinking about some questions: "Why did Blazer choose me? And what exactly is the earth crisis he is referring to?"

All kinds of questions were bothering Xiangyu in his head, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it... While thinking, he took out the azure blue blazeite from his coat pocket again.

The silvery-white crystal emits a faint light in the dark night, and the light passes through the palm of the hand, giving people an illusion of warmth.

"Blaze..." Xiangyu tried to call Blaze for an answer, but failed.

Blaze did not respond to Xiangyu. Perhaps it would only emit the light of response when the monster descended.

After thinking for a moment, Xiangyu put the pyroxene back into his pocket, returned to the apartment, and went to bed early.

Xiangyu booked a flight to Shanghai, which would arrive at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. But somehow, Xiangyu could not sleep all night.

the next day--

After getting on the plane, Xiangyu looked out the window and saw the Kaohsiung city, which was under restoration. The complex look in his eyes was unclear whether it was worry or relief.

Fortunately, this complicated feeling quickly dissipated as the plane flew into the clouds.

After several hours of waiting, the plane finally arrived in China and landed safely at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.

When we arrived at the airport, only two hours had passed.

China, as one of the five permanent members of the United Nations Security Council, an important member of the TPC Earth Peace Organization and the world's largest economy, has a strong comprehensive national strength and scientific and technological means that are unmatched by any country in the world.

Even the former world hegemon, the United States, now feels inferior to China.

Skyscrapers are rising from the ground, and all kinds of black technologies are being used.

There were basically not many people working in the entire airport. Most of them were intelligent service robots. Xiangyu had seen this kind of robot before, but it was at TPC's Far East base at that time. It was said that this thing had sophisticated instruments and was expensive, and there were not even many of them in TPC.

But if you look around the airport, you'll see almost all of them are robots of this type.

When Hanyu Xiangyu was going through security check, an airport staff member suddenly ran over and called him: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Hanyu Xiangyu?"

Hanyu Xiangyu looked back and saw a man in a dark blue work suit walking towards him. On his chest was a work number "009527" and the three words "Tang Bohu" below it.

Hanyu Xiangyu glanced at the man, hesitated slightly, and then asked in Chinese with a slight colonel tone: "Excuse me, who are you?"

He can understand and speak Chinese. He learned Chinese, English, French, Russian, Arabic and Spanish, which was a required course at TPC. Although he doesn't speak standard Chinese now, and even has a hint of his hometown in his tone, it doesn't affect his communication with the man.

"My name is Tang Bohu, and I'm a staff member sent by the branch."

"You are the member of the Hanyu Xiangyu team who came here for the assessment and selection, right?"

"Ah."

Hanyu Xiangyu nodded and instantly realized that the person in front of him was the staff member sent by the TPC Asia branch to be responsible for their next move.

But the next second Xiangyu was confused. How did he know that I would come here today?

Out of curiosity, Hanyu Xiangyu couldn't help but ask.

Unexpectedly, Tang Bohu didn't explain anything. He just took out his mobile phone and waved it in front of Xiangyu, and Xiangyu immediately understood.

He put his hand on his forehead, as if to imply that he was stupid, and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I forgot that the TPC Asia branch is in China."

In a place like China where black technology is everywhere, it is easier for the TPC branch to closely monitor anyone's whereabouts than eating or drinking.

Xiangyu couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "China's technology is so terrible..."

Tang Bohu smiled slightly and said modestly: "Don't think so. Our Chinese technology is actually not that advanced."

After that, he waved his hand, told the robot to hold Hanyu Xiangyu's luggage, and then asked the robot to take him to the hotel booked at the airport.