When Ultraman appears in reality, however:

Qin Haoyu hadn't expected the other party to ask such a question; he wished he could tear this beast apart right now.

However, Crane Industry reiterated this point.

"Why would you risk your life to stop someone whose goal isn't to destroy humanity? More precisely, why would you try to stop me?"

"You're talking nonsense! You've been attacking me from the very beginning, how could I not consider you an enemy! Besides, you're a beast! You treat human life like dirt."

Qin Haoyu roared, but He Ye retorted without a care.

"If you could become Ultraman by killing ten bad guys, would you choose to do it?"

Qin Haoyu was taken aback. He wanted to continue his attack, but Mephistopheles only gave him a contemptuous attitude.

"I'm giving you the option to talk now; it's up to you."

"Damn it, I would never kill someone."

Qin Haoyu answered subconsciously, and the other person pointed to himself.

"You've already killed many people, haven't you? If you really had the ability to fight, you could punish the wicked and those who deserve to die, and then fulfill your dream of becoming the so-called Ultraman. Isn't that what you really want?"

Qin Haoyu wanted to retaliate, but he understood that what He Ye said was basically the same as what he thought. He also knew that he was someone who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

But even if it were true, he could never admit it.

He Ye seemed to see through the other person's thoughts, and he continued to explain.

“You don’t understand what I’m doing at all. You’re just protecting these unworthy people and carrying out unnecessary responsibilities.”

"You're only saying this now that things have come to this?"

“If you continue fighting, you have no chance of winning.” He Ye took a step forward, the gravel beneath his feet making a soft crunching sound in the darkness. “What I really want is to persuade you to join my ranks. At least that way… you can live a little easier.”

Mephistopheles slowly raised his hand. "We are essentially no different; we both fight to achieve our ideals. Why should you sacrifice your life for a battle destined to be lost?"

As if to confirm his words, the color timer on Nexus's chest suddenly changed its flashing rhythm—the light became slow and dim.

My energy and physical strength are almost gone.

"You don't understand me, and you don't understand what I want."

"I truly don't understand." The Dark Giant's voice held an unusual seriousness, "But you say it. Isn't Yue Ji the same? He sacrificed all his personal desires just to fulfill the so-called 'broad responsibility' of Ultraman."

He gave so much that he eventually forgot what he originally wanted.

In battle, he was merely someone who embraced his instincts. After becoming Ultraman, he never stated what he wanted; he always killed for the sake of killing.

"You make it sound like you understand him perfectly," Qin Haoyu said with a mocking sneer.

"Otherwise what? If you possess this power but do nothing about it, what's the point of using it? It's not for binding or protecting any specific person."

If we're talking about the spirit of Ultraman, he no longer possesses it. If he's just using the identity of Ultraman to make up for it, isn't that a bit too selfish?

Since we have this power, why not do something bold? Since we have been born into misery, why not let others taste this bitterness as well? When everyone clearly understands what suffering tastes like...

Everyone then learned to restrain themselves, and when a clear-sighted person is above humanity, the newborn will no longer have to endure such unfair treatment.

All people are equal; a utopia based on the same ideals.

"Is sacrificing human lives what you call utopia?"

Qin Haoyu subconsciously asked a question, and He Ye gave the answer.

"Indifference that turns a blind eye, haughty arrogance, perfunctory attitude that it's none of my business... People nowadays have long been accustomed to locking themselves in their 'circles'."

The class divide created by modern development is not just "growing wider," it has long since divided the world into isolated islands—you're struggling to make ends meet at the bottom, while he's squandering money on a party at the top, unable to even see each other's suffering, so what's the point of talking about "understanding the world"?

Why do children of wealthy families often squander their money? Why do children who grow up in adversity learn to cherish their basic needs and be considerate of their parents earlier?

The world no longer operates on the logic of 'effort brings reward'; it works the opposite—those who possess more easily obtain more, while those who lack more desperately strive to acquire more, to the point that even 'good and evil' are twisted into a pretzel.

"What you're saying has always existed... What's the point of talking about this? Isn't modern education becoming more widespread? Sooner or later..."

"Education?" He Ye scoffed. "For most people, it has long become a OEM business on an assembly line—it's not about the child's understanding, but about how much money parents can spend on tutoring classes and how many school district houses they can buy."

In fact, connections can get you a degree, and the value of those degrees is getting lower and lower. How much of the homework is just a formality for higher-ups, and how much exercise is actually good for your health?

Marriage has become a commodity appendage of capital; the dowry that ordinary people struggle to afford is merely a fraction of what's owed in another circle. Times are changing, but the more they change, the less dignity ordinary people have left.

Everyone condemns malice, yet everyone is sliding along with its inertia—the strong ignore the struggles of the weak, the vested interests block the gaps for advancement, and even bystanders are too lazy to utter a word of injustice.

Tell me, if things continue like this, how many times does the world owe those who toil away, those who fight tooth and nail just to survive? How many lives that shouldn't have been lost are owed to them?

"But among those who die, there are always innocent ones..."

"Perhaps there are, but we are not enemies. We can cooperate. We can avoid killing the innocent and simply transform the world."

Qin Haoyu pondered for a moment, quietly listening to the flashing of the timer on his chest, seemingly struggling to make a decision.

"What you said makes sense... but human nature is what it is, history has already given the answer, and some things are inevitable."

Rather... I don't want to go against my conscience. I don't want to tell a murderer that I want to cooperate with him.

I want to become Ultraman, not to defeat monsters or anything, and not simply to show off my status.

The night was very quiet, so quiet that Qin Haoyu could only hear the sound of rain around him.

So it's been pouring rain all along?

He thought this, and then roared out.

"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do! I will never allow you, you beast, to run rampant here! To trample everything here!"

To me, Ultraman is just a few lines of dialogue!

Upon hearing Qin Haoyu's answer, He Ye instantly switched to a fighting expression and gave his own reply.

"It is precisely because of your naive thinking that humanity is so difficult to save."