Ultraman in the world of grams

Obviously, this guy is not from Earth.

Judging from its words, this guy seems to be an alien.

It can be seen that the strange humanoid creature in front of him does not show many signs of evil at present, and he is even willing to communicate with him.

But Captain Lyndon was not careless at all.

It was obvious that the strange dream and hallucination he had just fallen into was definitely related to the strange creature in front of him.

Before almost falling into that sweet dream, that fascinating aroma must have been the culprit.

The zombie-like residents on the island must have encountered the same predicament as him before, and they all fell into their dreams.This seems to be the same as Professor Wilson guessed...

If it weren't for his strong will and some special circumstances, there would be no way to wake up, and he would definitely be lost in that perfect dream.

Even after he woke up, he still felt in a daze, and his subconscious even wanted to indulge in those beautiful dreams.

But dreams are not true after all. No matter how happy and happy you are, you have to face reality after all.

Captain Linden closed his eyes slightly, suppressed those regrets and more complicated emotions, and braced himself to face the current situation.

He remembered what Professor Douglas's notes mentioned about the special plants encountered on the island, as well as the flowers Wilson pointed out that can make people fall into sweet dreams...

With the help of the red light in this small space, he looked at this strange place.

This space is surrounded by a semicircle, as if an inverted bowl is stuck on the ground. The walls are shimmering with metallic luster, reflecting the slender pillar that shines with red light in the center.

This seemed to be part of a large cave, with a crimson hemisphere embedded in the roof that illuminated the cave.The hole is circular, with channels extending from each direction of the hole, like the spokes of a wheel extending from the center.

There are some strange and unfamiliar mechanical devices outside the passage, which flash with irregular light, as if they are transmitting some special signal.

Many humanoid creatures as strange as the one in front of him were walking around in the outside world, seeming to be concentrating on completing some mysterious task.The soft eerie tinkling and thunderous rumble of the machinery hidden within danced through the air and vibrated across the shaking floorboards.

Captain Lyndon's usual experience of facing monsters seems to have lost most of its use here, because everything here strangely shows some kind of regular order, which can even be said to be civilized.

They were talking to each other in a strange language that Captain Lyndon could not understand, and no one came in to disturb the tall weirdo in front of him.

He was probably captured by the strange creatures here, but instead of being used as food, he was more like a prisoner.

Captain Linden thoughtfully retracted his gaze outside and focused on the man in front of him.

The other party seemed to be very patient. Even though Captain Linden was silent for a long time, there was no special reaction, and he didn't express any more abnormalities when he looked around.

The eyes that were deeply sunken into the cheeks were shining with red light, and it was impossible to determine the specific expression.

Perhaps while Captain Lyndon was observing everything here, this strange creature was also observing him.

It's not impossible.

And judging from the construction level here, the weird machines and even the unique languages ​​of these strange creatures, they are likely to have intelligence similar to that of humans, or even more.Maybe they even built a civilization.

"Are you from Mars?"

Captain Linden decided to take the initiative to speak.

A red light flashed slightly in the sunken eye sockets of the guy suspected of being a Martian, and he spoke a series of strange syllables, but Captain Lyndon couldn't understand them.

Captain Linden felt that the other party didn't quite understand.

After all, Mars is what humans on Earth call the fourth planet in the solar system, not what Martians call their own planet.

Maybe they call their planet the Red Ball.

However, a few rays of light shone on the surrounding walls.

At this time, the alien seemed to understand what Captain Lyndon meant.

Then, it also tried to imitate human language, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.

"Yes……"

It recognized its identity as coming from the fourth planet in the solar system.

The tone of his speech was bumpy, probably equivalent to a three-year-old child imitating pronunciation, and the grammar was not very complete, and the intonation was also unusually awkward.

Fortunately, Mars and the Earth are close neighbors in the solar system. Although the environments are a bit different, the species on the surface still look similar.

At least there is no big difference in the vocal organs, otherwise there would be no possibility of conversation between them.

But how did they learn human language?
Captain Linden found some clues from the other party's special accent.

Its pronunciation habit seems to come from Captain Lyndon himself...

So, the Martian mastered language because of himself?

why?
Captain Lyndon glanced at the strange red shining pillar in the center of the room, and at the special machine flashing at the Martian's hand.

It's strange...but maybe it's some kind of special principle that allows people from two different civilizations to communicate.

But this effect obviously still doesn't work.

It seems that these Martians have not communicated with other earthlings?

In just a few exchanges, Captain Linden quickly analyzed useful clues.

It seemed curious as to why it could infer that they were Martians.

"I...know some alien beings..."

Captain Linden's brain was spinning rapidly, "He has a certain understanding of Mars and even knows a botanist on Mars."

At the moment, a certain absent professor has become his only remaining alien connection... But unfortunately, that person has not been to Mars.

He also remembered someone mentioning a Martian biologist.

Although he didn't know if it would be useful, having connections was at least better than having no connections...

The Martian in front of him seemed a little surprised.

Captain Linden couldn't tell anything from the other person's sunken cheeks, but the other person's undulating limbs did express some emotion.

Although it is impossible to judge accurately, it can at least provide some reference.

"You... are special..."

I don’t know if it’s because of his precarious connections, but the Martian is trying to communicate.

It is very difficult for anyone to learn a language that has nothing to do with their mother tongue, at least the innate accent is difficult to change.

Even though the Martian tried his best, it was still extremely difficult to speak out.

Captain Linden was confused when he heard this.

Fortunately, his ability to understand is still very strong. With the weird words and body meanings, he can barely understand.

For example...these Martians call themselves Ahayians.

It should be this syllable.

And they think he's special.

He should be the first alien life form they encountered, but he was able to maintain his own consciousness.

That should be what it means.

This Martian spoke a lot, but Captain Lyndon only understood so much, and most of the more was in jabbering and weird language.

Even if he was a talented linguistics expert, he would not be able to learn Martian language in a short time.

Under this bumpy, barely friendly exchange, Captain Linden thought happily.

Maybe this is a historical meeting between Earth and Martians?

I don’t know if it will be written down in the history books in the future...

Captain Linden suddenly thought of the shadows falling from the sky he saw after encountering the fog, and the bare red land he saw after waking up.

The Martian also said that he was the first Earthling they had ever met...

what is this...

Maybe……

He is truly in history.

The Martians here were not hit by the colonists...

This is intriguing.

"What happened to my state just now?"

Captain Lyndon asked a question that was very relevant to him.

"God...children...lead..."

"god?"

Captain Linden repeated in slight shock.

He originally thought it was the special racial characteristics of these Martians or some kind of technological means. The technology of these people obviously surpassed that of the people on Earth.It might even be magic...

But the concept of God's heirs is still a bit weird to him, even a bit weird and scary.

At that moment, he even felt that countless dense eyes suddenly appeared around him, staring at him without blinking.

No matter where you are, as long as you are in this universe, the power of those old rulers, old gods and even outer gods are always with you, permeating every aspect.

When it comes to the existence of gods, whether it is the Old Ones or the Outer Gods, even the weakest Old Ones are beyond the imagination of ordinary humans like them.

The power they possess is far beyond the cognitive limits of humans.

Very few people come face to face with the power of God.

It is even more unimaginable that Captain Lyndon was even saved several times by a being who could be called an alien god.

Everything that comes into play in that area becomes unpredictable and extremely tricky.

Even at Miskatonic University, research involving the field of God is not easy.

But now, he suddenly learned that what happened to him just now was because of the power of the descendant of the god.

This made him once again surprised that he could break free.

Perhaps because he saw Captain Linden's awe, the Martian in front of him unexpectedly became kind.

It used its extra limbs to carefully take out a delicate small box from a hole in the wall, opened the mechanism inside it with great care, and presented the objects inside in front of Captain Linden.

It was a pale flower, growing among the robust green, feeding on the red soil below.

The flowers have not yet fully bloomed, half-open and half-closed like a tired girl, but the faint and intoxicating breath still flows out.

Captain Lyndon stared at this pale flower in surprise and confusion, and found that the seven thin tongue-shaped petals were transparent and hard. They were not as soft and friendly as normal flowers on the earth, but instead seemed like something even stranger. Matter, between plants and inorganic matter.

To be honest, it looks a bit like plastic.

Captain Lyndon begins to wonder if this is a carving, or a real flower mineralized through Martian chemistry.

Suddenly, a voice came from the flower, a very sweet, clear, sonorous voice. It was a very clear voice that was neither Martian nor Earthly.

This sudden sound made Captain Linden tense up instantly.

"Please don't be surprised, and don't be afraid. I don't want to be your friend. I just wanted to pull you into a sweet dream, more because I wanted you to be happy."

"You know, that is a blissful world, where no one has sorrow or sadness. That is the real paradise, where everyone will find their final destination."

"You can see your lost relatives and friends, and you can enjoy eternal peace and happiness with your family and friends. I know that there is also the concept of heaven in your culture. I expressed my With good intentions, I want to take you into the realm of dreams, and I’m curious why you refuse.”

This voice was unusually sweet and delicate, even more beautiful than the voices of the best singers and comedians he had ever heard. It was like the embodiment of the fragrance in a dream. After everyone heard this voice, It was as sweet as being soaked in honey, and I unconsciously lost my will to resist.

But fortunately, Captain Linden had already experienced it once, and he felt familiar with it again. He quickly resisted the trance caused by that sweet voice.

After all, the flower in front of him has not bloomed, it is just the flow of sound.

Can a flower speak?

This incident is shocking enough.

What's even more surprising is that this flower still speaks very fluent English, much more fluently than the Martian who just tried to communicate with him.

And it's very logical.

Captain Lyndon looked at the flower with vigilance and shock.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Martian beside him.

At this time, the Martian seemed so respectful that he even lowered his head slightly, his small red eyes flashing as if excited.Captain Lyndon even read the pious meaning.

Is it possible...

Is this flower the so-called descendant of God?

Is it the flower Wilson once mentioned?

Is it also the culprit that caused all the people on the island to turn into zombies?
Captain Linden had many thoughts. Finally, he lowered his eyes and stared at the white flower in front of him.

"Dreams are beautiful, but reality holds everything I cherish and the meaning they gave their lives for."

(End of this chapter)