Chapter 20: Communication from the Five Emperors, the Garlic Bird, and the Hardships of All

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Lin Yu no longer paid attention to the lingering resentment.

At that moment, a different message came through from the monster training game—not from Jedon, but from the Five Emperor Kings!

The Five Emperor Kings appeared on Orb TV, seemingly trying to contact Lin Yu.

This wasn’t the first time.

Previously, when King Aire was still on Seven TV and had yet to succeed in training, he struggled against the dark alien—the Sharp Ray Alien—and his monster, the nuclear beast Kiradras. Because of his low training level, King Aire sought Lin Yu’s help.

After Lin Yu commanded King Aire to successfully counterattack and defeat the enemy, he discovered that King Aire’s body had a high tolerance for nuclear energy.

From then on, Lin Yu directed King Aire to use nuclear power plants as his source of nourishment.

King Aire’s training level skyrocketed—from a mere 30% when he first joined Seven TV, barely above an ordinary monster, to 100%, at which point he could be considered a true giant beast.

Even Seven on TV could not stand up to King Aire head-on!

Now, the Five Emperor Kings were also seeking Lin Yu’s assistance.

“I need to head back quickly,” Lin Yu resolved.

“Rumble rumble rumble!”

At that moment, not far away, the ground warped, and a pumpkin head carved with a face rose from the earth.

It was a spatial distortion, created by Kiranbo’s ability before her death.

Now that she was gone, the distortion naturally began to fade.

From inside the pumpkin head, a group of bewildered boys and girls emerged.

They came from various regions and countries, gathered here without any idea of what had transpired.

“Ah, these are the children who went missing during Halloween!” Mizuno exclaimed joyfully.

She immediately hurried over, soothing the children who were beginning to panic due to the unfamiliar surroundings and the terrifying giant corpses nearby.

Being an excellent kindergarten teacher, Mizuno managed to calm the children considerably.

“It’s such a relief that these children are safe!”

“I’ve contacted the local police; someone will come to escort them back.”

Several people spoke up, taking care to arrange a proper place for the kids.

“King Aire’s power is truly formidable. That troublesome Kiranbo was simply crushed.”

Shinjo eyed Kiranbo’s charred, smoking corpse in the distance and clicked his tongue.

“Fortunately, he didn’t attack us humans.”

Daigu nodded in agreement.

“King Aire must be a friend to humanity. I’ve never seen any other monster save children like this.”

Mizuno was now holding two little girls with braided pigtails, both smiling with adorable dimples, clearly delighted.

“Rather than saying King Aire is our friend, it’s more accurate to say the person controlling King Aire from behind is our ally.”

Rina tapped her chin thoughtfully, smiling warmly.

“The one controlling King Aire from behind? Is this monster really being manipulated by an alien?”

Ryuuichi Aihara was stunned, then quickly asked.

Mizuno looked on with curiosity.

Lin Yu, who was about to leave, stopped in his tracks.

“Don’t you all know?” Rina paused, then suddenly recalled, “Right, many satellites were destroyed. Over Chihara Forest, there shouldn’t be any satellites from the GUYS or HUD teams anymore.”

To avoid total annihilation as well as the classic internal strife typical of Earthlings despite their alliances, each defense squad maintained their own satellites.

Rina explained further.

“King Aire is controlled by someone else. This morning, over Chihara Forest, the satellite caught a glimpse of King Aire!”

“And there was a person standing on his shoulder!”

“At the time, Nozomi and Horii both jumped up in shock, and even Captain Kyo put aside important work to watch. Oh, and Vice Captain Munakata was awakened by an excited Shinjo’s kick. You should’ve seen his expression—those fierce panda eyes nearly scared Shinjo’s skin off! Hahaha!”

As Rina recounted the morning’s scene, she laughed uncontrollably.

Shinjo’s face darkened.

Daigu tried hard to keep a straight face.

“I was just worried Vice Captain Munakata would miss this moment. Okay, okay, let’s get serious,” Shinjo urged, eager to move past the embarrassment.

Ryuuichi Aihara looked on enviously.

He liked this kind of atmosphere.

“So, who was the alien?” Mizuno’s interest peaked as she pressed on.

That was the key question everyone cared about.

“Can’t see clearly,” Rina shrugged helplessly.

“Can’t see clearly?” Everyone was taken aback.

“Yes, you could only tell there was someone standing on King Aire’s shoulder. The details were impossible to make out. Horii said it might be King Aire’s electric interference field, or that the alien possessed special abilities, bending space so the satellite couldn’t record properly.”

Daigu stepped forward to add his explanation.

“What characteristics does that alien have? I’d like to thank him personally—he must be a great guy!”

Mizuno pressed on eagerly.

Lin Yu, inexplicably tagged as a ‘good guy,’ scratched his head.

“Characteristics, huh…” Shinjo pondered, drawing the eager gazes of Mizuno, Ryuuichi, and Lin Yu.

“Um… about two meters tall, weighs less than 200 pounds, not sure what he was wearing—but definitely not naked, and he has hair.”

Shinjo gestured, and his description caused Mizuno, Ryuuichi, and Lin Yu to twitch at the corners of their eyes.

Even teammates Daigu and Rina subtly stepped back a few paces.

Keeping their distance from Shinjo, as if fearing being mistaken as his accomplices.

“How could I ever have illusions about this idiot?”

Ryuuichi groaned, holding his forehead.

The others nodded in agreement.

This made Shinjo feel deeply insulted!

Others calling him an idiot was one thing, but Ryuuichi, equally foolish, had no right to say such things!

No, wait—what foolishness? He was much smarter!

No one could call him an idiot—except his sister Mayumi!

“Hey, hey, you bald guy, who are you calling an idiot?”

Shinjo grabbed his own thick hair and pressed his face close to Ryuuichi’s thinning locks.

“I’m talking about you! Idiot!”

Ryuuichi flushed immediately and shot back without hesitation.

“Who’s the idiot?”

“You are!”

“Oh, so you admit you’re an idiot!”

“What do you mean? Wait… you actually dared to mess with me!”

“Hey, you understood that? Looks like you’re not so dumb after all!”

“The Victory Team guys are way too arrogant—that’s no good!”

“GUYS Team, you can’t boss me around!”

The two fools grew more and more excited, finally rolling up their sleeves, ready to see whose grappling skills were superior—Victory Team’s or GUYS Team’s jujutsu.

Mizuno’s embarrassment was through the roof watching them; Rina watched with relish; Daigu transformed into the peacemaker, trying to calm them down.

Lin Yu pulled out his phone and started recording.

“Guys, guys, you’re all defense team members—don’t ruin the harmony.”

“Guys, Shinjo, you can’t beat him, he’s tough. Hey, hey, why are you getting heated?”

“Guys, Ryuuichi, hang in there. When Shinjo gets mad, his fists don’t hold back. Hey, hey, why are you two getting even more worked up?”

Daigu was at his wit’s end.

Why was his good-natured advice ignored?

“These uncles are weird.”

“Yeah, they look so dumb.”

“Mom says if you play with fools every day, you’ll become a fool too.”

“Let’s just go quickly.”

The children whispered as they left.

Mizuno glanced at Lin Yu and quickly said, “Goodbye, Captain Lin Yu!” before hurrying after the kids, calling out, “Children, don’t run off—it’s dangerous.”

“I can’t stand it anymore. I have to go back now. Captain Lin Yu, I’m leaving too!”

Rina’s curiosity was ultimately overwhelmed by embarrassment, and she fled in haste.

“If it weren’t for other matters, I’d stay and watch for another three hours.”

Lin Yu reluctantly cast two more glances at Shinjo and Ryuuichi, who were now grabbing each other’s necks like two fat marmots fighting, and with regret, he too hurried away.

For a moment, only three ridiculous men remained here.

And the sounds of “guys, guys.”

(Damn, I dreamed I joined the Victory Team to fight Rutger, and I was sure I’d win…?)