Global Weirdness: People Survive in Ultra

After being teleported out from the fifth floor again, Meng Yao woke up in the hut.

This was the house he found yesterday at the temporary gathering place to rest in.

I rubbed my head, and I could still feel the noisy sounds in the arena surrounding my ears, which was very exhausting.

Yawning, Meng Yao walked out of the hut: "As expected, I was dragged into the arena while I was sleeping. It seems that all this was done by Goromu."

When we arrived at the open space outside, Nan Xizi, Tartarus and others were already waiting outside.

Nan Xizi saw Meng Yao coming out and hurriedly asked, "Meng Yao, what exactly is the so-called method you just mentioned on the fifth floor?"

Meng Yao chuckled and said nothing, "Don't worry, you'll know tomorrow."

Rubbing his neck, Meng Yao ignored Nan Xizi's gaze and looked around.

I found that there was nothing to do now. The training tower was in a dream. While I was doing activities on the fifth floor, the real night time was also passing.

Although the sky is always dark, it is difficult to notice the rising and setting of the sun.

"By the way, where did the doctor and Lopes go?" Meng Yao asked.

Xincheng replied: "It seems that he went outside to debug the mecha."

Meng Yao sighed: "It's so mysterious."

On the other side of the ruins, Lopus looked around cautiously and said, "Doctor, this isn't a good idea."

In front of him, Dr. German was checking the data in the X terminal.

While dragging the data, the doctor replied nonchalantly: "What do you know? I'm just preparing to return to my world."

"All data regarding the Ultra Warriors has been deleted. Perhaps only the X terminal can provide any clues."

On the ground, on a simple facility, the X terminal was emitting a faint blue light.

When transmitting data, Ultraman X's consciousness will subconsciously fall asleep.

Lopus didn't understand. He looked at the smart terminal produced by Alchemy Star and whispered, "But there's no need for us to hide it from Meng Yao. He didn't say that he couldn't let us check..."

The doctor thought for a moment and said angrily, "Okay, stop talking!"

He suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Huh?! Found it!"

Hearing this, Lopusero also became alert and moved closer to the computer screen in front of the doctor.

Dr. German found a locked folder in the terminal data.

After his decoding, he finally converted the garbled codes into a watchable video file.

“Chuckle….Chuckle…”

In the darkness, only strange sounds could be heard, with a rough ending, as if some creature was struggling to squeeze them out from its throat.

It sounds like swallowing and chewing.

Dr. Germann leaned in close to the screen, his chin almost touching the front. "What is this? A sound?"

"It seems to be some kind of creature, but what's the use of just sound?"

Dr. German was puzzled, but Lopusello pointed to the corner of the video screen and said, "There seem to be twisted and entangled tentacles on the edge."

Just as the doctor was about to take a closer look, a creepy laugh suddenly rang out in the video.

"Grizza?" The doctor's face turned pale.

Although his memory of the Ultra Warriors was erased, he still remembered Grizza.

That's a nightmarish enemy.

Griza's signature creepy laugh came from far away, and gradually many mosaics crawled onto the screen like worms.

When the video ended, a blue diamond-shaped light suddenly appeared.

"That's all? This is too little!" The doctor tapped on the keyboard, but he could only decode these images from Aix's memory.

After watching the video over and over again, the doctor finally had to close the device and shut down the Aix terminal.

[Hiss, feeling a bit tired, Doctor.] X's voice came from the terminal. [How's the mecha debugging going?]

"Not bad." Dr. Gehrman coughed lightly and motioned for Lopus to help him pick up the equipment. "Let's go back."

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the next day.

Because he already had experience, Meng Yao was no longer panicked when he was pulled into the fifth floor again.

He first glanced at the stands around him. At this time, Nan Xizi said beside him, "You are going to execute your so-called plan today. Can you tell me now?"

Meng Yao interrupted Nan Xizi: "Let's go find Zhu Xingtuan first."

He brought everyone to the bottom of the stone tablet again, and indeed saw the star clusters bound by the black lines of rules.

Seeing Meng Yao coming, Zhu Xingtuan smiled helplessly: "You are finally here. How is your plan going?"

"I don't need to prepare, but you, Senior, need to be mentally prepared."

I?

Zhu Xingtuan gave him a puzzled look.

Meng Yao then explained his plan in detail to everyone: "This plan requires everyone's participation, so that we can create a big enough commotion."

After hearing this, everyone had strange expressions on their faces.

Nan Xizi subconsciously asked, "Would it be too cruel for us to do this?"

"Most of the people on this fifth floor are just seeking wealth."

Meng Yao helplessly spread his hands and turned to Zhu Xingtuan to confirm: "Senior, as long as the fighting continues in the arena, no one will be teleported out of the fifth floor."

"Right?"

Zhu Xingtuan nodded.

He smiled with a hint of helplessness and pain: "Although your plan is feasible, I will suffer a lot."

Meng Yao laughed and said, "Same here, we have a lot of work to do too."

After saying that, Meng Yao glanced at the stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, there is a list of nearly 10,000 fifth-level players, with their wins and losses recorded in detail.

After the previous 50-win player Missis was killed by Tsubasa Moroboshi, the current player with the most wins is an alien named Carla, with 39 wins.

"Then let's start with this one, it will save time."

After saying that, Meng Yao transmitted his thoughts towards the stone tablet: Challenge - Carla!

Carla, who was originally in a depressed mood in the stands, was suddenly shocked because he suddenly received an active challenge from a stranger.

When Tsubasa arrived, the atmosphere in the arena changed. Within a few days, no one was interested in fighting anymore.

It's been a long time since I've taken the initiative to challenge someone.

"1 wins?"

Karal smiled, a little sarcastic: "So you're a newcomer? You don't know what's good for you."

Driven by his pride, the eye-catching words "1 win" seemed so conspicuous. Karal wanted to slam the table and stand up, but in the end he silently suppressed his restless heart.

"But he probably hasn't realized how terrifying Seven is. I just need to admit defeat. I've already won 39 games. If I keep winning, I'll have to face Ultraman Seven in a few days."

Karal sighed.

If both sides surrender, the arena will automatically declare the stronger side the winner, so Karal himself cannot avoid the accumulation of victories.

"It's just bad luck!"

Karal stood up. According to the rules, people with higher rankings could not refuse the challenge of people with lower rankings.

He could only fight back.