Global Weirdness: People Survive in Ultra

Catherine has beautiful blonde hair. She wears a tight leather jacket and a pair of long boots, and she looks very beautiful.

Tian Shou beside him was wearing a blue-black robe without a hood. On his exposed forehead was a tattoo of a pattern that Meng Yao was familiar with.

Ultraman Aguru's diamond timer.

Like a vertical eye.

Catherine untied the cloth strips wrapped around Meng Yao and Xincheng and handed them a cowhide water bottle.

Meng Yao took it and took a few big gulps before he felt a little more refreshed.

Tian Shou frowned and said, "Water is very precious."

"The water-making machine was originally developed by us on Alchemy Star, so we can still afford this little bit of water."

Catherine hung the cowhide water bottle around her waist and signaled Meng Yao and Xincheng to follow her.

"Miss Catherine, are you so determined?"

Tian Shou gathered his sleeves and confirmed with a serious face.

Catherine just waved her hand impatiently, took Meng Yao and Xincheng away from the team, and got into a carriage.

It was not until the carriage curtain closed that the followers of the Blue Church on both sides of the road withdrew their gazes.

Every member of the Blue Church has a tattoo of that pattern on their forehead, which may be complex or simple, and it should be related to the status of the church.

In addition to the Blue Church, there are more ordinary people who are tied up.

The carriage was moving with clanging sounds. Meng Yao was about to say something when Catherine suddenly pulled up his left sleeve.

Pajira Sparks revealed itself.

The blue light illuminated the carriage, and Catherine sighed, "It looks very similar to Teng Gong and Gomu's transformation devices."

Meng Yao withdrew his hand with some vigilance, but that was all. At least Catherine didn't look like a bad person at the moment.

"Do you know they are Ultraman?"

Meng Yao suddenly remembered something: "Catherine, when you found me, did you find a man wearing a suit or leather jacket?"

"And a puppy with a jewel on its forehead?"

Meng Yao refers to Gedi, Gagula and Hongkai.

Since he was able to meet Gagra and Hongkai at Sakuraoka Junior High School, the distance between them in reality should not be too far.

Catherine shook her head.

"Actually, I just followed the people from the Blue Church out here to collect some plant data."

Catherine happened to have some handwritten notes lying next to her. She pulled out a stack of them and sorted them out on her knees. "I only let you two go because I happened to see the Transformer in your hand."

Xincheng lifted the curtain and asked, "What are those captured people outside going to do?"

Catherine paused: "Dedicated to the sea."

"Or rather...dedicated to Aguru."

Some buildings and the coastline that appears intermittently outside the window can be seen.

The team arrived at a big city with a medieval style. There were horse-drawn carriages and trams running on the streets, and gas pipelines buried underground were constantly spewing out columns of steam.

Huge chimneys and hot air balloons spewing smoke can be seen on the horizon, giving a sense of steam-powered civilization.

Even if the Earth is now a time-space patch, this kind of scene wouldn't happen, right?

“After Judgment Day, our civilization collapsed and our industry was abandoned,” Catherine explained.

"Even on Alchemy Star, with this level of industrialization, civilization can only be temporarily restored to the Steam Age in the short term."

Science must have an industrial level that matches it so that it can be transformed into productivity.

It is truly remarkable that this can be accomplished without the aid of modern industrial machinery.

As Catherine described, the carriage finally arrived in front of the city.

It is a port city, with most of its buildings and factories standing around the coastline.

Above the foggy sea, Meng Yao vaguely saw a blue giant standing in the sea with his arms outstretched.

He made a blocking gesture, blocking the darkness outside the white mist behind his arms.

Just by looking at the blurry back, Meng Yao recognized that this was Ultraman Aguru.

He leaned out of the window, but no matter what, he could only see Agul's back.

It's already deep in the sea.

But even so, the back of the blue giant Agul is still like Jesus on the cross, piercing through the fog and standing tall.

"Shocking, right?"

Catherine sighed, "On that morning, just like any other, the sea was churning, and Teng Gongbo was the first to sense the coming of judgment."

"He transformed himself into a giant and kept the danger out of the sea."

"A few months passed like this, and an unknown fanatical faith suddenly emerged among the survivors. They established the Azure Church, and they regarded the giant in the fog as their savior."

Shinjo squinted his eyes, he didn't know Agul, but now the port overlooked the ocean.

The blue giant's posture was indeed like a cross.

The carriage stopped, and the road was filled with robed members of the Blue Cult coming and going. They were escorting ordinary people captured from outside the fog and rushing towards the port.

"Ritual, so these people are sacrifices?"

Meng Yao realized something.

"There are events like this every month. Luckily, your identities haven't been discovered, otherwise we wouldn't have let you go so easily."

Catherine pouted, as if to take credit: "Are you Ultraman or not?"

Meng Yao was helpless: "I am just an ordinary person, a beautiful woman."

Catherine asked Meng Yao and Xin Cheng to get out of the car: "I'll take you to the port to watch the ceremony."

The three of them blended into the crowd. People from the entire city were flocking to the port. This should be the most grand day for this steam city.

There is a magnificent church by the harbor. The captured sacrifices were lined up on the beach, a total of 49 people.

"It is said to be the Dayan number." Catherine explained.

Meng Yao complained: "The composition of Canglan is really complicated."

The bishop's face could not be seen clearly in his robe. He was chanting something loudly. Meng Yao had no intention of listening. He and Xincheng were staring at the vendor selling grilled fish nearby.

There are always street snacks like this during festivals like this.

The vendor was frightened by the stares. He raised the grilled fish in his hand and said, "Aguru, can you give me one skewer?"

It was really because Meng Yao and Xin Cheng looked too hungry.

They were taken to Sakuraoka Junior High School and had not eaten for many days. So far, they had only drunk a few sips of water.

Catherine was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I usually do research on Alchemy Star and rarely interact with people. I forgot to bring you food first."

"But no matter how hungry you are, you can't eat this." Catherine handed over a few banknotes. "Boss, two spicy charcoal-grilled protein bars."

Looking at the protein bars in their hands, Meng Yao and Xin Cheng expressed dissatisfaction. Why aren't they allowed to eat grilled fish? ???

But they were so hungry that there was no time for argument. They both started tearing the protein bars in their hands.

I have to say, charcoal-grilled protein bars... taste almost like grilled sausages.

Finally, there was something in his stomach. Meng Yao licked the chili powder on his lips and asked, "Why can't I eat grilled fish?"

"We'll talk about it later." Catherine stood on tiptoe and pointed to the shore. "Look, the ceremony has begun!"

After the lengthy auxiliary speech, the bishop began to pour sea water on each sacrifice, and then ordered people to untie the ropes.

Under Meng Yao's surprised gaze, the 49 people walked slowly into the sea as if in a nightmare.

The crowd sang an incomprehensible song, which meant that these people had thrown themselves into the arms of the sea to serve the giants.

But Meng Yao's body had been integrated with the power of light after all, and his eyes penetrated straight into the dark blue sea.

I could clearly see those people flapping their limbs in the sea like fish.

The waves surged, and finally, like fish food scattered in a fish tank, they were swallowed by the unknown black shadow on the seabed.

"P...sa, Gen...come?"

Meng Yao held his forehead with one hand, his head almost exploding.

Among the fanatical believers, he was the only one who seemed to hear the whispers and gazes coming from all directions.

Peeping, who is it?

Meng Yao didn't understand why, but he didn't realize where the feeling of being stared at from all directions in the crowd came from. This feeling was only felt by him.

Catherine and Xincheng just watched the ceremony quietly from the side, talking and laughing.