"Cough cough... I'm really lucky this time."

Suddenly, amidst the rubble of a collapsed house.

An arm appeared.

Nakamura Matsuko emerged with a helpless expression.

"I'm so grateful I didn't notice."

After glancing around, Nakamura Matsuko pulled herself out of the rubble of the house.

Although she wasn't discovered, it was still incredibly nerve-wracking for her.

Next time, let's fight fair and square.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, this soil smells really strong."

He casually swayed his body, sending dirt flying everywhere.

Nakamura Matsuko glanced around.

The surrounding area is practically leveled.

It's unlikely that anything of value will be found.

"Alright, I'll head out now. I'll try again once I've recovered."

Nakamura Matsuko shrugged slightly, then ran off in a certain direction.

Although I shook off all the mud, I still smelled strongly of dirt.

This is unbearable.

Matsuko Nakamura was, after all, an exception.

At that moment, everyone's attention was focused on Tu Xiaohei.

They actually overlooked such a mastermind.

The perpetrator has now fled the scene.

However, Yui and Hirayama Ichiya were resurrected because of Tu Xiaohei.

In a sense, Nakamura Matsuko was simply killing a pear that was destined to die sooner or later.

Fate is truly an interesting thing.

Nakamura Matsuko's initial plan failed, but the outcome was much as she had imagined.

In fact, if it weren't for those amazing experts emerging one after another...

She should have been the one to make the move earlier.

He's lucky to have escaped death.

Therefore, Nakamura Matsuko now runs faster and more happily than anyone else.

Compared to Nakamura Matsuko's narrow escape from death.

Taishi Endo and Ichiro Tsuneyama, on the other hand, looked at the sky with expressions that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?"

"Endo, tell me, am I dreaming?"

Finally, Tsuneyama Ichiro spoke.

However, this statement is a bit off-topic.

Speechless.

"If I could, I'd wish this were all a dream. Aliens keep appearing one after another, and the Guardian God has reappeared in a new form... The amount of information in this battle is just too much..."

Taishi Endo sighed softly.

He looked in the direction Tu Xiaohei had gone.

"This world is truly... ever-changing."

After looking at the sky for a while, Taishi Endo seemed to be talking to himself as he said, "Report this to the captain, and then the captain will pass it on to the higher-ups. This matter is not under our jurisdiction."

Yes.

The amount of information revealed in this battle far exceeded their expectations.

Moreover, it seems that the unknown language is being spoken even more often.

Since there are more samples, the difficulty of deciphering them will likely be affected, resulting in a decrease to some extent.

"Ugh... Even if you let me stay here, I'm too lazy to stay. This place keeps popping up with a bunch of aliens we can't beat at all. If we stay any longer, who knows what kind of monsters will come out next."

Tsuneyama Ichiro gave an exaggerated chuckle, as if to relax his tense mood.

Tsuneyama Ichiro is very good at this.

If you can't relax your mindset in time.

Even before entering this place, his mentality had already collapsed.

The paper crane flew swiftly.

Meanwhile, Ishizaki Masaki, far away at the base, had already seen everything through the teleportation device on the origami crane.

"All of this happened so fast..."

Masaki Ishizaki instinctively closed his eyes.

He collapsed onto the table, looking utterly exhausted.

Even a fool would know how important this is.

"Kimura, can you decipher the text of the conversation between the Guardian Deity and other aliens?"

Ishizaki Masaki looked dejectedly at Kimura Himedo, who was busy beside him.

"No, absolutely not. It's a language independent of all other languages ​​on Earth. Besides, the Guardian God doesn't use any body language when he speaks, making it very difficult to even read."

After a pause, Kimura Uchihime narrowed her eyes slightly.

"However, this is just my judgment. If we were to find linguistic geniuses from all over the world, it would probably be possible to decipher this completely independent language."

Of course, this is Kimura's assumption.

The three major powers have been at odds for many years.

Besides the three major powers, the other smaller countries are also not at peace.

At this point, it would be a pipe dream to ask linguists from all over the world to study this independent language.

"That's right!"

Masaki Ishizaki seemed to remember something.

He sat up instantly.

Holding the mouse in my right hand, I continuously typed on the keyboard with my left.

He frowned slightly as he watched a segment of the video replaying the entire event.

What did you discover?

Kimura Uchihime stopped what she was doing and looked at the extremely serious Ishizaki Masaki with a curious expression.

"A strange question, but it's not really a question..."

That's what they said, but Ishizaki Masaki's gaze was entirely fixed on the silver-haired girl on the computer screen, whose image was gradually enlarging.

"Have you seen this girl before?"

Kimura Naihime frowned slightly.

Leaving aside the giantess that the girl transformed into in the last minute.

The fact that she, a mere Earthling, can float in mid-air is terrifying enough.

"Silver-white hair...silver-white hair..."

Masaki Ishizaki shrunk the video in front of him.

Then, I spent a long time searching through my messy computer desktop.

Finally, it was found in one of the folders.

Upon opening the folder, there was a picture.

A boy with white hair.

And this boy was Tu Xiaohei before he fell into the water.

"That can't be right, can it? This person should already be dead, and besides, he should be a man..."

Masaki Ishizaki frowned slightly.

He seems to have grasped something absurd.

With just a slight pull, something strange can be pulled out.

"Unless, this person has a younger or older sister...or perhaps..."

All sorts of things that could be called clues filled Ishizaki Masaki's mind.

And these things seem to make a lot of sense.

However, Masaki Ishizaki's intuition told him otherwise.

These are just some sudden thoughts.

Nine out of ten are unreliable.

The remaining one still requires countless calculations.

And, decisive evidence is what determines the outcome.

However, the problem is that he has absolutely no evidence.

Judging from the hair color alone, something seems a little off.