The sun slowly rose from the east, sprinkling light and heat towards the earth, and illuminating every street, road, street, intersection of Yanye, soldiers from the police station wearing TPC uniforms, Yanye and patrolmen coming from the metropolis to maintain order and guide traffic.

The number of people and cars gradually increased, and the noise gradually began to sound, but there was only one topic of discussion, namely the monster that appeared last night and Ultraman Tiga.

Although many people only flee in panic, they still looked back at the "fever" battle, including many photos and videos, which were circulated on the social circle and on the Internet.

Although the night is dark and the distance is extremely far, the picture is extremely clear, the monsters and Ultraman Tiga can still be seen through the occasional firelight.

They watched the video one by one, and they all rushed to express their opinions one by one. The more cowardly they were at the time, they were now as brave as they were now. In addition to Ultraman Tiga, the name mentioned was Obic. The protagonist in the story that had been circulated in Yanye for a long time was actually a monster, but it shocked many people.

So, the story about Obic suddenly changed from old age to new trend. Children and adults were telling the story about Obic that they had heard from the old man made the legend of Obic, which almost disappeared in Yanye, the hottest topic.

In the hustle and bustle of the morning, Chiba Makoto walked slowly on the mountain road, walking very slowly and looking very carefully. Soon, the mountain will be developed into a tourist area that integrates enjoyment and fun. By then, the natural beauty will be replaced by artificial landscapes. Even if it is still called this name, it is no longer what it is today.

When I was about to walk to the bottom of the mountain, I saw the aged raccoon cat, still wearing the half-old outfit, with a rosary in my hand, and bowed to Chiba Cheng who was walking over, saying, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah!" Qianye Cheng returned the tribute and said, "I'm going home, and there are still people waiting for me."

"Oh!" The old raccoon sighed deeply, his face becoming more and more sad, and said, "I have advised Ayan many times not to indulge in the past and look forward, but his obsession in his heart is too deep and he does not want to integrate into human society like me."

"Maybe..." Chiba Cheng paused for a moment and said, "If it changes, it will be no longer him."

The old raccoon was also silent and stood there, but the rosary in his hand was turning faster and faster, which showed his inner uneasiness. He did not fight against the times, but followed the trend and actively changed himself, but he was still away from being completely integrated into the human society. He was still far away from being completely integrated into the human society. But even so, he had to change his appearance, change his habits, and work hard to be a person.

After a while, the old cat sighed, took out a small cloth bag from the bag on his body, handed it to Chiba Cheng, and said, "This is what Ayan asked me to hand it over to you. He has actually done it long ago... Alas!"

The old raccoon did not say anything further. After handing the small cloth bag to Chiba Cheng, he shook his head and walked towards the dojo on the mountain. He didn't know how long he could stay in Yanye, nor did he know where he would go after leaving Yanye. At least Obic made preparations for the passing, but he was not prepared for nothing and did not know how to prepare.

Qianye Makoto watched the old raccoon go away, then lowered his head and looked at the cloth bag in his hand. Although it had not been opened, his grip had already told him what it was. Obic's flute was also his magic stick.

It looks like bamboo, which has been oily and smooth and bright over time. In terms of terms, it means that it is being plated out of the paste. There is a letter next to it. It opens and reads it softly:

Chiba, this is the first time I called your name, and it should be the last time. I know your kindness, but I have lived for a long time and it is time for the fallen leaves to return to their roots. But I still want to leave something, so I will give you my secret recipe for soba noodles. If you don’t become Ultraman in the future, you can open a noodle shop.

Haha, just kidding, you are the gentlest person I have ever met. You love this world deeply, the human beings who love this world deeply, and all things on this planet. Your light must be very warm, maybe you can make this world no longer cold.

By the way, there is also my shadow. In fact, it is called Shadow Master. I don’t know where it came from. When I discovered it a long time ago, it could absorb the negative emotions caused by Yanye’s changes. It is also the reason why I have been there for so many years without being polluted by darkness.

But I was worried that it would be polluted by the increasingly rich darkness of the planet, so I let it go as far as it can, and never come back, so it won't cause trouble for you.

Okay, let’s talk about it. Don’t feel sad about my departure. This is my own choice!

Also, be careful, someone is staring at you!

Chiba Makoto folded the letter and rewrapped it with a magic stick and soba noodle recipe in cloth. Then he raised his head and looked at the scorching sun in the distance. Obic said he was very gentle. In fact, Obic himself was the same. He was worried that Emperor Chan would feel sad for ‘killing’ Obic himself, so he left this letter specially.

Obic was indeed ready to leave, and handed the flute and letter to the old raccoon cat to Qian, exiled his shadow, sat alone on the top of the mountain, enjoying the last night. If there were no such vampire housekeeper, he would have sat until dawn, then admired the rising sun, felt the light and heat that had not seen for a long time, and then disappeared.

"Let's go, then leave, don't come back." Qianye Cheng sighed, put the cloth bag in his pocket, then took his legs and walked down the mountain with great strides. He left the town and would not come back again.

But next to a huge rock on the top of the mountain, a small cooking pot floated. The lid was constantly opening and closing, making a sound of "clang! clang!", which seemed to be wailing, sad, and looked extremely strange.

But monsters have just appeared on this mountain. The construction site is empty and even workers dare not come back, let alone tourists, so no one can see this horrifying scene.

But with the sound of "clang!", a smoke suddenly appeared, and then a chubby man in a black suit, a black top hat and big toe shoes walked out of it. He held a big black umbrella in his hand to cover the sunshine during the day. He looked at the pot floating in the air with a surprised look and said with great joy: "I didn't expect that there would be such a strange shadow, which is really great."

As he said that, he sniffed hard with his nose, and his face showed a look of disgust: "Damn it, it's those damn lights again, why are they everywhere?"

"Light?" The floating pot turned over, and a tender voice came from it, saying, "You said there is light here, and the one who killed my master was called Guang guy?"
Chapter completed!