But the painter's words and expression made him feel very bad.
Could it be that his waistcoat was stripped off again?
Did you agree not to reveal your identity until the finale?
How come people in this world are all experts at stripping vests? Sure enough, we still can’t confuse tokusatsu dramas with reality.
Maybe it's the same in tokusatsu dramas. In fact, everyone already knows who transformed into O, but due to the needs of the plot, no one said it explicitly.
"Perhaps." Mr. Soth smiled mysteriously and gently placed his hand on the mysterious book of runes. His whole body was calm and composed, "An extremely tragic tragedy happened in the Guge Giant City.
A poor ancient giant was also corrupted by evil spirits outside the world."
He deliberately did not mention his existence, leaving some space for the other party to figure it out.
"I see, I understand."
The painter didn't know what he thought of, and nodded solemnly: "I won't tell anyone this."
"That's good." Mr. South didn't know what the painter knew, so he could only follow the other person's intention and continue.
But at this time, the painter's expression was obviously still hesitant.
Wilson didn't know what the other party was thinking, and felt a little uneasy.
"Mr. South, are you the messenger of existence?" Finally, the painter gritted his teeth and asked his doubts.
"Um?"
"Are the clues you are following about those cards related to that glorious existence?" the artist asked.
"Well... that's right."
Wilson looked calm and calm on the surface.
In fact, he was brainstorming. It seems that the painter may have seen Ultraman after his transformation, but seemed to regard him as a messenger?
It can also be understood that it is completely inconsistent with scientific logic for an ordinary human to become such a powerful giant. Most people will not think about it. After all, it is impossible for such a huge body to shrink into a human out of thin air. And such a high-level existence,
There seems to be no need to become an ordinary and weak human being.
In Ruffian's new Ultraman, Zoffie also doesn't understand the original thinking and why his majestic Star of Light turned into an ant-like human being.
If he is said to be Ultraman's messenger, this seems to be easier for others to believe.
"Ahem, that's right. Everything I did, including tracking those cards, was all that adult meant."
Wilson said seriously, "Those cards can summon extremely terrifying beings, and if you are not careful, they will be like the Gug Giant. So I have to try my best to find clues about those cards."
"Even that adult has had his head burned by those terrifying beings."
"I would like to ask you for a favor." Wilson looked at the other party sincerely, "If possible, could you please help me collect as many clues about the cards as possible?"
"Is that so?" The painter showed a thoughtful expression and nodded solemnly, "I will do my best."
Wilson breathed a quiet sigh of relief
Fortunately, he still has a layer of Soth's vest. The artist regards him as Ultraman's messenger and does not know his human identity.
His vest should still be able to cover it.
The next time you transform, you must find a way to fool the people around you. If that doesn't work, you can just knock out all the witnesses.
Wilson thought sadly.
Especially the expedition team. Once he is exposed in front of the expedition team, the job that Professor Wilson finally got may be gone.
Speaking of expeditions…
Wilson's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked outside through the gap in the window.
The sky is bright and sunny.
And his eyes were completely dark.
Damn it, I was so busy fighting monsters that I almost forgot that the expedition team was going to set off by boat at noon the next day.
He quickly looked longingly at the glistening blue screen in mid-air, going crazy in his heart@Zhuom:
[What time is it now? Did I fall asleep all at once, until noon the next day? Or did I sleep for three days and three nights?]
If this was really the case, it would be easy for the school to explain it, just saying that he was scared in the middle of the night and ran away.
But the key point is that if the expedition team sets off, where will they look for the place where Qijela is suspected to have appeared, and where will they look for the ruins that resemble a super-ancient civilization?
[It is now 8:47 a.m. on January 10, 1923, and the host has not missed the expedition’s departure time]
Drum's reliable voice rang in Wilson's ears.
Fortunately, it's still the morning of the next day, so if we rush to the dock at short notice, we should be able to make it in time.
Wilson breathed a subtle sigh of relief.
"I'm sorry to disturb you last night." Wilson stood up, sincerely thanked the painter, then picked up his clothes and planned to go out, "I still have some things to do, so I can't stay here for a long time...
"
The painter noticed Wilson's eagerness and did not hold back.
After all, these envoys of mysterious existences often need to travel around to complete some secret tasks.
At the same time, he also noticed Wilson's distaste for his clothes.
He smiled slightly, found a set of plain and simple clothes from the closet in the room, and handed it to Wilson: "Mr. South, you can change into some clean clothes. There is also some water here for a simple bath.
"
The painter pointed to the bucket he carried when he came in.
Wilson was stunned for a moment and almost cried with joy.
Finally, there was no need to go back and explain to the captain why he fell into the manure pit again.
"Thank you so much."
Wilson took a simple bath, put on the clean clothes prepared by the painter, and said goodbye to him with a smile.
"etc."
The artist suddenly returned to the basement and took out a painting composed of black line drawings.
Wilson was stunned for a moment and took the painting.
It was a heroic figure from behind, resolutely moving forward in the glorious city of giants.
"This painting is...me?"
"Yes." The painter smiled shyly, "Nice to meet you. Although we only got together for one night and then said goodbye, I still value our friendship."
"I don't know what to give you before I say goodbye, so I'll give you one of my paintings."
"Thank you so much."
Wilson was moved and hugged the painter.
…………
After Wilson left, the painter returned to his basement.
After hesitating, I mixed some golden paint.
Solemnly, on a white canvas, an extremely brilliant and shining golden figure was outlined.
…………
Wilson carefully admired the paintings given by the painter as a parting gift.
At the end of the scroll, there is the artist's signature: