At first, Lina was very confused about how Tianjin Fan was planning to help wake Diga. She couldn't help but be skeptical. After all, there was only one known method to awaken Diga—and that was through an immense amount of light.
But they had already tried that. Everyone present had contributed all the light they could offer, and it still hadn't been enough.
So how could Tianjin Fan, a single person, succeed where a crowd had failed?
However, her skepticism started to waver when she saw what Tianjin Fan did next. He split himself into four identical bodies using his mysterious technique—Four Bodies Fist.
With such miraculous ability, maybe—just maybe—he could succeed in waking Diga.
In Lina's mind, Tianjin Fan had already become something out of this world—literally. She now believed he was probably an alien from another planet.
But that wasn't a bad thing. This alien didn't seem hostile. On the contrary, he appeared to be on their side. And really, what was so strange about aliens helping to rescue Ultraman Diga?
The four versions of Tianjin Fan floated into the air and positioned themselves around Diga's head.
Each of them raised their hands and brought them to the sides of their heads—preparing to unleash a technique that could change everything.
"Please close your eyes," Tianjin Fan kindly warned. "Otherwise, you might be blinded by the intense light."
Lina and the others were startled by the warning but took it seriously. After all, this was the Sun Fist they were talking about—now amplified four times over.
Even a single Sun Fist emitted an intense burst of light that could disorient enemies. With four of them used simultaneously, it might well be enough to permanently damage anyone's vision if viewed directly.
And if he accidentally blinded the employer or the people he was supposed to be helping, that would be… well, more than a little embarrassing.
Though they still didn't know exactly what Tianjin Fan was planning, Lina and Captain Megumi, having seen his four-body technique earlier, chose to trust him.
They quickly instructed everyone nearby to close their eyes, then shut their own tightly.
Once Tianjin Fan saw that everyone had complied, he gave a firm nod—and unleashed his attack.
"Sun Fist!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield as four blinding bursts of light erupted from the four Tianjin Fans.
It was as if four suns had simultaneously appeared in the sky.
Even those with their eyes shut tightly could feel the overwhelming brilliance of the light around them.
The sky, once dark and consumed by the eerie black fog, suddenly lit up like it was high noon.
Even the powerful Kyrieloid—who was in the middle of trying to open a portal—paused mid-action. The sudden flash of light behind him caught his attention. He turned around instinctively, only to be met with the blazing brilliance.
"Ahhh!!"
The Kyrieloid screamed as the radiant blast overwhelmed his vision, sending him tumbling from the air in confusion and pain.
What the hell? he thought, stunned. How can a mere human emit such a powerful light?!
After a few more moments, the light finally dimmed as Tianjin Fan ended the technique and merged back into a single body.
He hovered in place, breathing slightly heavier than before, and stared intently at the motionless Diga lying on the ground.
Was it enough? he wondered.
If not… no matter. I'll just do it again.
Lina and the others slowly opened their eyes, still a little dazed from the residual brightness. They turned their gaze toward Diga, full of hope.
The light had been unbelievably strong—far more potent than anything they had produced before.
Could it have worked?
Seconds passed in silence.
Then…
Diga moved.
He shifted slightly at first, then sat upright with a sudden jolt, like a living sculpture coming back to life. The moment was reminiscent of a famous painting—but with a very real and powerful impact.
In the original Ultraman series, Diga would awaken after receiving the light of countless human beings. But in that case, his color timer would still flash red, indicating dangerously low energy levels.
This time, however, something was different.
The color timer on Diga's chest wasn't red. It wasn't even blue.
It was green.
Ultraman's color timers typically had three settings—blue, red, and green.
Blue meant limited energy, generally about three minutes of fighting time.
Red meant the energy was almost depleted and time was running out.
Green, however…
Green meant power overflow. Massive energy reserves.
A green color timer was incredibly rare. On Earth, it was almost impossible to achieve. Normally, it could only be seen in Ultraman's home territory or deep space.
But this time, thanks to the overwhelming intensity of Tianjin Fan's fourfold Sun Fist, Diga had absorbed an enormous amount of energy.
The kind of energy that broke limits. That shattered rules.
For others, the light was just light—something to be endured or avoided.
But for Diga, it was nourishment. Power. Fuel.
And now, four times the Sun Fist meant four times the happiness.
Diga slowly rose to his feet, brimming with power. He looked around and saw four Tianjin Fans floating nearby, still shimmering slightly from the afterglow.
He blinked in confusion.
What… happened?
The last thing he remembered was collapsing in battle. Now he was standing tall, charged with unimaginable energy.
But there was no time for questions. The Kyrieloid was still out there, and the fight was far from over.
He'd get his answers later—from Lina, or Megumi, or someone else.
Right now, it was time to fight.
Tianjin Fan, having finished his job, deactivated his clones and returned to Lina's side.
"I've completed your mission," he said with a smile. "Hope you'll give me a five-star rating."
After all, the task he accepted from the employer was just to wake Diga up—nothing more.
As for fighting monsters? That wasn't in the mission parameters. That was Diga's job now.
Seeing Tianjin Fan step away from the battle, Lina and Captain Megumi exchanged glances.
Their belief was now certain.
This man… this being... was clearly an alien.
But not all aliens came to invade. Some came to help.
And this one? He was definitely on their side.
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Ding! Congratulations to thug Tianjin Fan for completing the task. You've earned 500,000 points!
Ding! You received a five-star rating and earned a chance to draw from the lottery!
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Back in the group chat of the thug system, Tianjin Fan appeared with a triumphant grin.
Tianjin Fan: "I'm back! That mission was way easier than I expected. Honestly, I thought the employer—number 017—wanted me to fight the monster too. But apparently, just waking up Diga was enough."
Krillin: "Makes sense. Maybe the employer figured that once Diga wakes up, he can handle the monster himself."
Goku: "Yeah! Tianjin Fan, that light attack of yours was awesome! All four of you using the Sun Fist together—so cool!"
Tianjin Fan: "Can't believe that dusty old trick turned out to be so useful. I haven't used Sun Fist in ages."
Krillin: "Well, don't just stand around! Go spin the lottery. Let's see if you get something good!"
Krillin: "Oh, and if you gather over 500,000 points, you can even buy the Saiyan bloodline!"
Goku: "Hmm, but Krillin, I think it might be better to get something unique from the lottery. Points can always be earned from missions, but rare items might only show up in a draw."
Piccolo: "@Goku… I'm actually impressed you thought of that. You've… surprised me."
Goku: "@Piccolo, why does it sound like you didn't think I was capable of that kind of thinking?"
Vegeta: "Because, Kakarot, in our minds… you're an airhead."
Goku: "Vegeta! That's the image you all have of me? I feel so wronged. /sobs"
Goku: tragically misunderstood.
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