NABC Chapter 307 Poor Sleep!
Chapter 307 Poor Sleep!
At the DASH headquarters, everyone couldn't figure out how Jetton did it. Anyway, not long after it took the Shama people away, the second sun hanging in the sky disappeared.
As night approached, the phantoms of the Shama people wreaking havoc in the city dissipated like smoke.
Humans, once again, overcame difficulties with the help of monsters.
Although Jetton did not show up on the front line in this battle, the appearance of the black giant on the online forums also led to a surge in discussions about Jetton.
after a while.
"So the enemies that invaded the earth some time ago were defeated because of the existence of the black giant?" someone asked in a post on the Internet.
The number of replies below quickly increased to tens of thousands.
"Of course, I saw with my own eyes that giant blue monster disappear in the battle with the black giant."
"Even Ultraman Max didn't show up this time. Humans have reason to believe that the black giant is the second guardian!"
"I remember the first time the black giant appeared was during the battle against Ye Fu. His combat performance was average, but the monsters that followed him were very powerful."
"That monster is most likely the black giant's pet!"
"Ultraman raising a monster, stop talking nonsense! Obviously, that black monster looks more like a superior one."
"A monster raising Ultraman? That's even more ridiculous! If that's really the case, I'll eat history live!"
"Stop cheating here, this is the truth!"
Inside the villa.
In his spare time from training, Belia browsed human online forums.
No one doesn't like to be praised, and Beria is no exception.
Seeing so many positive comments about himself online, Lao Bei smiled broadly: "Sir, these people are saying that I am a hero, hahahaha, foolish humans are still very cute at times like this."
"But I'm a little upset that they ranked me after Max. Max wasn't even born when I was fighting on the battlefield!"
"It turns out that Ultraman also cares about online reviews." The Shama alien was lying on the sofa next to him, with a fruit plate at hand, stuffing fruit pieces into his mouth one by one.
"Of course, but if I were like you and saw only negative reviews online, I wouldn't read it either." Belia said sarcastically.
The Xiama people understood: "Tsk, I don't care, occupying the earth is my goal."
"Earthlings are such a despicable race. Scolding me is a compliment, and praising me is a scolding."
"You're feeling superior again. It seems you still haven't been beaten into submission." Su Yang passed by and interjected.
The Xiama star person stood up very sensibly, holding the fruit plate in both hands and pushed it in front of Master Jetton: "Master, you are awake."
"My Lord, eat the fruit. I just got it at the human market."
"Human planting technology is still acceptable."
"Flatterer." Belia next to him showed a disdainful expression.
After scolding his colleagues, Belia ran to Jetton and asked him about his well-being: "Sir, how did you sleep today?"
"Yes, ever since I moved in, you have always said that my sleep quality is poor. Is it because you worry about too many things?" The lackey-like Xia Ma alien asked.
"I don't think there's anything to worry about." Su Yang rubbed his head.
"I often dream that I have become an Earthling."
"A very ordinary person on Earth, sitting in front of the computer every day, seems to have endless words to type."
The Xiama people: "Sir, please stop joking. You are the noble Jetton, how can you be a lowly Earthling?"
Beria: "Is it because we have been dealing with Earthlings too much recently? If it really doesn't work out, let's go home. Your health is more important, sir."
"But everything in the dream seemed so real." Su Yang rubbed his head, feeling a little dazed.
He suddenly asked, "Have you ever learned about Earth culture?"
The Xiama people nodded affirmatively: "Of course, if I didn't know, how could I be sure that Earthlings are inferior? Thousands of years of civilization history have been nothing but war and slaughter. Disdain."
Beria couldn't help it and said, "I just don't like listening to you."
"The development of civilization will only lead to disputes. Where there are disputes, there will be battles. Where there are battles, there will naturally be casualties. How dare you, an invader, stand so high and mighty and criticize the people of Earth?"
"You're getting more and more off-topic." Su Yang interrupted the two people who were arguing with each other.
"Have you ever heard of the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly?"
"Of course, there was an ancient Earthling who dreamed that he turned into a butterfly. When he woke up, he found that he was still a human. He was not sure whether he was a butterfly who dreamed of turning into a human, or a human who dreamed of turning into a butterfly." The Xiama alien answered quickly, and it seemed that he had indeed studied Earth culture.
"There's actually a philosophical idea here, which is that it's impossible for people to clearly distinguish between reality and illusion."
"Sir, when you say this, are you also caught up in this kind of thinking?"
"Is it that humans dream of becoming monsters, or is it that monsters dream of becoming humans?"
"That's about right." Su Yang held his forehead.
He used to think of himself as a time traveler, from a special effects fan who traveled into the world of special effects dramas and became a monster.
Now that I think about it, the life in the human period that seems unreal now may just be a dream I had while I was sleeping when I was created by the Baltic people.
A peaceful human life is out of reach for me now.
And now, I am really a monster.
As for the special effects dramas I watched during my dream-human period, and the predictions about the future contained in them.
It could be a simple, extra-long precognitive dream.
In this magical universe, it doesn't seem strange for a super monster that has been fused with various powerful genes by the Baltan people to have such a dream.
Also, after eating so many monsters, it turns out that the monsters are not just a suit, and there is no one controlling them.
"This is self-reflection, which should be considered a good thing." The Xiama alien flattered.
Then, he quietly approached Belia and asked, "Sir, have you not had enough rest recently and your mind is in a mess?"
"Or has your Excellency been like this before?"
Beria thought for a moment and then replied quietly, "My Lord, you have always been... very strange."
"Always saying some inexplicable things and doing some inexplicable things."
“I feel out of place in this world.”
The Xiama people analyzed seriously: "It may be a psychological problem. Strong individuals all have some psychological problems because they see the world from a different perspective than we do."
"The more you perceive, the more you think. The more you think, the more worries you have. Otherwise, how can others be better than you?"
"I have a lot of troubles too. It seems that I have taken the first step towards becoming a strong man." Belia felt recognized.
"No, I should be considered a strong man now."
The Xiama people shook their heads speechlessly: "No, no, in your case, Earth has a special idiom for it, called worrying about the sky falling."