Ultraman: I, Ultimate Hyperzeton

Jinmeizi's mother passed away in an accident two months ago, and her father is often abroad for work, which is why she has a withdrawn and quiet personality.

After that, she lived with her aunt in the countryside.

Although the aunt tried her best to help Jinmeizi become more cheerful, the age difference of several decades between the two made communication quite difficult.

For various reasons, Jinmeizi cherishes the white snake she raised from childhood, and even though she knows that staying with the white snake will damage her life, she still does it willingly.

"Even if I die, I want to die with Xiaoming!" Jinmeizi shouted.

"I forbid you to touch it again!"

"It hasn't hurt anyone on its own initiative," Omega said, trying to persuade it from the side.

"Alright then." Su Yang quietly looked at the white snake.

The white snake is only a dozen meters long and as thick as a basketball, clearly not yet in its complete form.

Wait until it grows a bit bigger, then use it to make snake soup.

"Just a heads-up, due to the monster's biological characteristics, it cannot coexist with humans. It's better for it and for you if you get rid of it sooner rather than later."

After saying that, Su Yang turned and disappeared to continue fishing.

Jinmiko, relieved that she hadn't been scared, stood there hugging the giant snake, stroking its head repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, I'll never leave you, don't be afraid..."

As she spoke, another strand of white hair appeared on her head.

Seeing this, Omega's eyes flashed with helplessness.

After a while, the white snake disappeared into the woods, and Jinmeizi asked, "Who was that man?"

"Xiao Ming never gets close to anyone other than me. How come that man was able to subdue Xiao Ming so easily, and Xiao Ming didn't even get angry when he slapped her..."

Omega: "Just think of him as a monster expert. I think his advice is right."

Jinmeizi stubbornly replied, "I will not agree. I will stay with Xiaoming forever!"

Omega left too: "I hope your wish comes true."

……

Evening, by the river.

Su Yang's fish basket had burst, and the extra fish were put into Guang Cheng's net bag.

Then look at Mr. Oya. After a whole afternoon of work, he only caught two fish about the length of a finger.

If you're fishing alone, this result is acceptable, but without comparison, there's no harm done.

"It's definitely a problem with the location, coffee shop manager, let's switch seats..."

Su Yang gave an OK sign, got up and changed seats.

A few minutes later, Su Yang pulled on his fishing rod repeatedly, and soon filled another fish basket.

Meanwhile, Mr. Oya's side still hadn't gotten anything.

After noticing the discrepancy, Mr. Oya began to investigate the problem: "It must be a problem with the bait and the feeding area. What kind of bait are you using?"

Su Yang waved the mixed bait in front of Mr. Oya.

"Is this... a cocoa bean?"

“你用可可豆钓鱼？！|?0?7?4?1?0?7|”

“Yes, the coffee shop uses cocoa beans to make drinks, and they had some left over,” Su Yang replied seriously.

Mr. Oya spread his hands, his expression as if he had seen a ghost: "Is this a question of whether there's any left or not? The point is, why would a fish eat cocoa beans?!"

Su Yang didn't see anything wrong with it: "This is a very normal thing. If you can use corn to fish, then it's reasonable to use cocoa beans to fish."

"As for fish that eat cocoa beans, I've seen plenty of them."

As he spoke, Su Yang cast his fishing rod again, and the hook with the cocoa bean attached to the end sank into the water with a "thud".

Soon after, the floats on the water were pulled off one after another, indicating that another big fish had been caught.

As the float was suddenly pulled to the bottom, Mr. Oya became nervous: "It's a big fish! Now you can cast the line! Quick, pull it in!"

Su Yang nodded, grabbed the fishing rod with one hand, and swung it forcefully!

"Shhh!!"

A colossal object emerged from the water, blotting out the sky and the sun!

King Grass, who was 64 meters long and weighed 69,000 tons, was pulled out of a river less than 5 meters wide by Su Yang.

"Ow~"

King Grasse, seeing his elder brother again, let out a joyful cry.

Su Yang: "Tell Mr. Oya that you really like eating cocoa beans."

King Grass nodded obediently.

旁边的大屋先生：(?2?9?0?7?0?1д?0?7?0?1?2?9)!!!

"Is this the fish you mentioned that likes to eat cocoa beans?"

"Thump!" Mr. Oya's eyes rolled back, his body went limp, and he fainted.

"Where did this monster come from?" Guangcheng stared blankly from the side.

“I dragged him here from my hometown. I have to prove to Mr. Dawu that there really are fish in this world that like to eat cocoa beans.”

With that, Su Yang waved his hand and sent King Glass back to Monster Star.

Mitsunari: "So what do we do now? Mr. Oya is in this state..."

Su Yang felt that Guangcheng was indeed a kind person, and replied with a smile: "With me here, what problems could he possibly have? Let him continue fishing."

Later that evening, Mr. Oya woke up, rubbing his head: "I actually fell asleep here... I think I had a strange nightmare."

“I dreamt that Mr. Jetton, you not only used cocoa beans to fish, but you also pulled a monster up from the river.”

Guangcheng tried to smooth things over by saying, "Hehe, how could that be?"

Su Yang: "That wasn't a dream, it was real."

He showed off the cocoa beans he used for fishing, and then said in a very serious tone, "I am a cosmic gourmet passing through Earth."

Mr. Oya: "Hahaha... Mr. Jetton is really good at joking."

"Guangcheng, your new boss is really interesting. Does he often make jokes like this with you guys?"

"Mitsunari? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Could it be...∑(°Д°)"

Mr. Oya thought of the incredibly delicious meal he had eaten the previous night, and then of the bizarre dream he had just had—the dream felt so real…

Mr. Oya's Adam's apple bobbed, extremely nervous: "Don't joke around with an old man like me."

Su Yang found it amusing to tease the old man, so he deliberately didn't answer and started tidying up his day's catch.

His method of cleaning up was to call his daughter, Kuton, to his side and then dump all the fish in the fish basket into Kuton's mouth.

Then, Kuton's mouth was like a bottomless pit. He swallowed a fish that was bigger than himself into his stomach all at once, and after swallowing it, his stomach was not bloated at all.

Mr. Oya stood there dumbfounded, rubbing his eyes repeatedly to make sure his eyesight wasn't failing him: "This...this...?"

Su Yang: "It's getting dark. If we're not planning on night fishing, we should head back."

"Come again tomorrow."

"Mr. Oya, are you coming again?"

Mr. Oya's worldview was shaken, and he found it really hard to stay calm: "I... might have some difficulty."

"Okay." Su Yang nodded and took his hand with one hand.

The next instant, he teleported back to the café with Mr. Oya.

If everything before could be explained by his failing eyesight and mental confusion, then Mr. Oya couldn't explain the teleportation just now at all.