Ultraman: I Really Didn’t Want to Rule the World

Of course, Hong Tu followed Torekia back to his residence, and then confidently raised objections to Torrekia's residence.

"It's simple," Hong Tu glanced around, "No games, no lounges, only study rooms, oh, at best, there is one more basement research room."

Torrecchia did not refute his words, but just shrugged: "After all, as you can see, I have lived alone for the past ten years. I didn't expect you to reach the earth soon. It was my fault."

But the refusal to mention the apology makes people wonder whether he was deliberate.

There is no second bedroom in this room, let alone a guest bedroom. It is a small apartment for adult bachelors.

At best, the location is better, close to a park and commercial street.

As for the underground laboratory... this is completely illegal transformation.

Feeling that there is no room for herself to stay overnight, Hong Tu somewhat missed the life she had been raised by her subordinates.

But after he missed it, he happily left Torrecchia and went out for a night tour by himself.

He is not a person who would wrong him in this regard, so Hong Tu plans to make a long-lost self-reliance. Although it is easy to be raised by his subordinates, he has no experience in raising himself.

But let's start by understanding this planet.

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Hong Tu discovered one thing when he first arrived on Earth. This planet is much more lively than he thought.

Of course, it's not that there is a lot of noise or fighting here, but that the inhabitants of this planet are quite lively.

Except for humans, there are more cosmic people on this planet than any other cosmic person on earth he has ever seen, and most of them live with humans in a strange way.

They may come from a certain planet outside the earth, a certain force in the universe to which they belong, or they may simply find this "remote planet" to live a reclusive life.

The existence of cosmic people is no longer a secret to the humans on this planet, and even the vast majority of human beings already know that there are many cosmic people living on the earth, but they don't know their specific identities.

And the lives of human beings have not changed because of this. They still work as usual, and then secretly talk about some different or out of place who are all people in the universe.

But most of them laughed, not many people will really confirm whether there are cosmic people around them.

They knew and didn't know, and they were in a rather strange state of life.

Hong Tu walks on the streets of the city, offering a panoramic view of people coming and going or cosmic people pretending to be human beings.

Although it was night, there were still a lot of people on the street. Hong Tu made a circle around the city, and finally decided to find a place for herself first.

Well, if there are cosmic people here, go find them.

Hong Tu counted the amount of his universe currency, confidently found a universe man bar disguised as an ordinary bar.

The reason why it is a bar is naturally because there are more normal people gathered here.

Not normal? Hong Tu has no plans to engage in trouble, so he doesn't consider abnormal gatherings.

As soon as he entered, a group of cosmic people disguised as humans cast their sights, confirming his identity.

If they are human beings on the earth, they will keep silent, or the bartender will come forward to persuade the stray human beings away. Of course, the latter will only do so during a certain period of time.

Just like now.

A waitress greeted her, and she showed a professional smile: "This gentleman, do you have any proof?"

Hong Tu glanced at her, and an unknown red appeared in her dark eyes: "Proof?"

Well, not human.

The waitress took a step back and stretched out her hand to make an invitation: "Please follow me."

The cosmic people sitting inside cast their gazes, but they quickly withdrew each other.

Although it is a new face, this planet will have new faces every day, so it is not a fuss. Since it is not a human being who has strayed into it, it will be fine.

This bar inherits the unique dark atmosphere of the Universe Bar. Even if there are a lot of lights here, only the darkest ones are still turned on. Maybe it is to simulate the atmosphere of the universe?

However, this bar is very large, and the seating arrangement is relatively neat and not messy.

The regional division is also very clear, there is a pure drinking area, a conversation area, and even...entertainment area.

The clamor in the bar resumed, and Hong Tu was led by the waiter to the bar.

The bartender is a glamorous woman with red hair. She turned her hands over flowers and butterflies to make a glass of wine and pushed it to Hong Tu: "Is the guest here for the first time?"

"Yes," Hong Tu said with a relaxed tone, "it looks surprisingly good here."

The bartender smiled: "It looks like you have a little need?"

Hongtu raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, gently covering her hand next to the wine glass, then took a sip from the wine glass, "It is true."

The bartender's sight was firmly fixed by his hand, it was a round chip.

If the person standing here at this moment is only an earthling, it will probably only feel that the chip is beautiful, and doubt whether it is made of crystal.

But standing here at the moment was a cosmic person, and she easily recognized what it was.

This chip is an anonymous savings card in the way of describing the earth. There are a large number of denominations available in it, enough for the bartender to work in this bar for a hundred years.

Okay, it's a rich man.

But what does such a rich man come to a remote planet like Earth for?

The bartender regained her senses after a moment's heartbeat, she secretly checked and confirmed Hong Tu's identity.

If there is a big event on the earth that the universe knows about, it must be the action of the Vilan Guild.

In other words, this was invited by the Weilan Guild?

No wonder... After all, the people who can be invited by the Vilan Guild are either rich or rich desperadoes. Anyway, they must be rich people.

Thinking of this, the look in the bartender's eyes at Hong Tu changed: "I don't know what the customer needs?"

Hong Tu lazily put down the wine glass he had only taken a sip, and supported his chin with one hand: "Of course it is in good condition."

The bartender’s expression became stiff, ah, forgot the most important point. Whether it is a rich boss or a rich desperado, it must be something that is not easy to mess with. This seemingly simple condition is actually true. The biggest pit.

Which one can be called "good conditions"?

The bartender silently retracted his gaze on the coin, and his expression that had just been too eager to fade a little: "If you need it, you can go to the strange universe person."