Super Sentai World's Monster Survival Manual

I must find a way to change the time I spend typing in this hellish world. I can’t stand it if I keep doing this.

Ⅰ Barbon’s Gunhead (Star Beast Team): [Revised] Chapter 37 Barbecue is War!

Samba Xiu had visited Xun Ji several times in the name of “repaying a favor”.

Although his ultimate goal was to establish a relationship with the Xun world, which was still missing, in the eyes of Xun’s four brothers, Samba Xiu was just a gangster who set his hunting target as his little sister.

Naturally, the look they gave Samba Xiu was not kind and friendly, but at least murderous.

For this reason, Xun Ji apologized to Samba Xiu more than once for the embarrassing performance of several brothers.

Xun Ji naturally knew where the brothers’ worries came from.

But because Samba Xiu and she had never met in scenes outside Xun’s house, they had not had much communication after exchanging contact information.

And the gifts that the other party brought every time were never exaggerated flowers or luxurious jewelry, but mostly local specialties, cakes, fruits, etc.

So she never felt that Samba was pursuing her, and only thought of Samba as an overly stubborn donkey who "remembered favors".

After signaling the brothers who were hiding in the kitchen to put away their impolite eyes, Tatsumi, who was holding the teapot to make tea for Samba, forced a smile and apologized for spending too much time preparing tea: "Sorry, I kept you waiting, Mr. Hiyama."

Taking the teacup, Samba shook his head gently and said: "I should say this, I kept you waiting for a long time, Miss Tatsumi."

Hearing this, Tatsumi, who had just sat down, immediately stood up like a spring.

"Sorry, I'm too excited," Xun Ji quickly sat back down, her voice trembling slightly with unbelievable surprise: "Could it be?"

"Yes," facing the hopeful light in the other's eyes, Samba Xiu nodded affirmatively, "There is news about your mother."

"What! There is news about mom!" X4

Samba Xiu's words did not bring tears to Xun Ji's eyes, but it was like a thunder that blew up the silent Xun brothers in the kitchen.

They rushed out of the kitchen impatiently, opened their arms, and surrounded Samba Xiu, as if they were afraid that the other party would disappear in the next second.

"Brothers..."

When Xun Ji's voice came, Xun Chan and others also realized their own loss of composure, scratched their heads shyly, and apologized to Samba Xiu with a smile and sat side by side on the sofa that could only seat three people, with their hands on their knees, and timidly looked at their sister who was standing with her hands on her hips and full of majesty.

"Excuse me, Mr. Hiyama. Is my mother's current condition not optimistic?" Xun Ji's eyes were red, and there was even a layer of mist at the corners of her eyes. It was obvious that she was trying to control her inner emotions.

"Your mother has been in a coma for six years in an American hospital," Samba Xiu took out the information collected by Gulinji from his briefcase, "I have contacted your mother's attending physician, but considering the high frequency of monster disasters in Japan, I have not arranged for your mother to be transferred. But I can arrange for a few people to visit you. Of course, the specific time is up to you to decide."

After that, Samba Xiu stood up directly: "It's getting late, and I should go back too. Miss Xun, if you have set a time, just text me and I will arrange the round-trip itinerary."

Hearing this, Xun Chan and the other four stood up quickly, wanting to keep Samba Xiu for dinner to express their gratitude, but because they were squeezed on a sofa, they bumped into each other when they stood up and all fell to the ground.

When they stood up again, they heard Samba Xiu reject Xun Ji's invitation to "stay for dinner" and left casually.

Although Samba Xiu was cool and carefree, his stomach was a bit disappointing. Five minutes after he walked out of Xun's house, he made a long and rhythmic sound.

"I'm hungry."

Perhaps it was because he was sleepy and had a pillow. Samba Xiu was about to find a random store to fill his stomach. A strong barbecue aroma entered his nose, domineeringly arousing his yearning for barbecue skewers.

Guided by the barbecue aroma, Samba Xiu found a small barbecue cart.

The brown-yellow wooden frame was very conspicuous on the streets full of reinforced concrete, and it showed a hint of warmth against the backdrop of dusk. The indigo awning and two lanterns swayed in the wind, adding a bit of cute fun.

Samba Xiu took a few quick steps, got into the awning, and sat down on the stool without hesitation.

Just as he was about to order, a unique smell of weird people mixed in barbecue entered his nose. He looked up suddenly and saw that the owner of the barbecue cart was a kind middle-aged bald man.

"Charcoal-burned Orugu?"

Sambaxiu was a little uncertain and whispered.

Who knew that the bald man in front of him seemed to have heard some terrifying whispers, threw away the skewers in his hand, ran to the front, pulled the barbecue cart and ran away.

"Hey, boss, I haven't ordered yet!" Sambaxiu grabbed a stool and shouted while chasing.

"I will never work for the Evil Ghost Empire again!"

Obviously, Charcoal-burned Orugu mistook Sambaxiu for the High Duke of the Evil Ghost Empire and thought that the other party was looking for him to do something bad.

Realizing this, Sambaxiu hurriedly shouted: "I am not from the Evil Ghost Empire!"

Hearing this shout, Charcoal-burned Orugu leaned out from the front and carefully observed Sambaxiu. He really couldn't feel the evil spirit of the High Duke, so he stopped.

Sambaxiu quickly moved a stool and sat down. He was considerate and even brought two other stools with him. He smiled helplessly and said: "Boss, just run away, but don't pull things down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Orugu was seen staring directly behind Sambaxiu, his eyes filled with fear.

Then he ran to the front of the barbecue truck again, ready to start running again.

"Come again!" Samba Xiu stood up subconsciously, picked up three stools and prepared to catch up.

But he saw the charcoal-fired Oulu returning to the side of the barbecue truck honestly and starting to play with the barbecue. He looked at Sambaxiu and said in a trembling tone: "What do you want, this guest?"

Sambaxiu put down his stool with some suspicion and remained silent for a long time. Seeing that the other party really seemed to be planning to bake something, he said, "Let's all have some."

"OK."

Charcoal-fired Orugu nodded repeatedly, playing with the skewers quickly with his hands.

Turn over, sprinkle the ingredients, and you will be dazzled.

It’s just that the eyes of the charcoal-burning Orugu always looked to his side unconsciously, which made Sambaxiu very curious and complained in his heart: "How can you bake something and make it look like a battlefield? You are so nervous." Yes, is there a supervising team?"

However, what Sambaxiu didn't know was that opposite him, on the right side of Orugu's charcoal fire, Wu Jianlong was standing there, with a slight smile on his young face and golden eyes full of threats.

The lips were slightly open and no sound came out, but judging from the shape of the mouth, it meant: "Give me a good roast!"

Ⅰ Balbon's Spearhead (Star Beast Team): [Revised] Chapter 38: Is the Super Sentai coming to block the spring?

Wu Jianlong did not stay with Charcoal Orugu for too long, because it also needed to pay attention to the psychological changes of Rio, another candidate for the God of Destruction, to ensure that the desire for power in the other party's heart did not weaken.

Feeling that the terrifying pressure on his side was gone, Charcoal Fire Orugu let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

He fiddled with the skewers twice, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Samba Xiu, the unlucky guy who was targeted by the Infernal Dragon.

Perhaps out of sympathy, or perhaps out of pure curiosity, he handed two skewers of grilled chicken meatballs to Samba Xiu and asked, "Since you are not from the Evil Ghost Empire, how do you know my identity?"

"Because my situation is similar to yours." Samba Xiu chewed the meatballs and spoke a little slurred.

But Charcoal Burning Orugu also understood what Sambaxiu meant: "Then which organization did you escape from?"

Sambaxiu didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed at a newspaper that Charcoal Burning Orugu had inserted on the shelf on the left. The article on the front page reported the misdeeds of the Balbon Pirates.

"It seems that you have just left the organization not long ago."

"Less than two months."

Hearing this, the sympathy in Tanhuoshao's eyes became more and more intense. He had escaped from the Evil Ghost Empire for so many years without any problems. It was really tragic that the guy in front of him was targeted by such a terrifying guy just after running out for more than a month.

He looked around and after confirming that there was no Infernal Dragon around, he leaned over and said, "You must pay attention to your surroundings recently. You have been targeted by a strange guy!"

"Strange guy?" Sambaxiu's hand holding the skewer stopped in mid-air, trying to get more specific information from Charcoal-fired Orugu.

"I can't say much, anyway, he is a very dangerous guy." After saying that, the charcoal-fired Orugu shut his mouth tightly, stopped talking, and just skewered the skewers seriously.

Seeing this, Sambaxiu could only guess who the "dangerous guy" the other party was referring to was.

"For weirdos, the most dangerous ones are probably the Super Sentai."

After thinking about it, Sambaxiu quickly wiped out the skewers on the plate. He took out a paper towel and wiped his hands. He stood up politely and said, "Thank you boss for reminding me. I will pay attention to it."

After leaving the charcoal-burning Orugu barbecue stall, Sambaxiu went straight home.

Lying on the bed, thinking about Charcoal Burning Orugu's kind reminder, Sambaxiu murmured to himself: "Generally speaking, as long as they are whitewashed weirdos, the team members will be lenient, but I don't have any problem." To put it bluntly, I faked my death and came ashore. As long as I don’t commit suicide and cause havoc, those guys from Super Sentai will probably turn a blind eye. Besides, I have opened a company now and I pay more taxes than most team members. You’re not willing to kill me either.”

Even so, Sambaxiu's heart was pounding with uncontrollable tension, like a roaring tractor engine.

Outside the window, Wu Jianlong, who had just let Rio relive the scene of his family's death again, looked at Samba Xiu, who was tossing and turning in bed and unable to sleep, with a smile that couldn't be hidden on his lips.

If you want to cultivate a god of destruction who can destroy the world, you can't do it without a strong heart as a driving force.

This is why Mugen Ryu needs to have Rio keep repeating the scene of his family's death in his nightmares when he was young, because only the desire to become stronger, spurred by fear and anxiety, is the most likely to go to the abyss of extremes.

"Leo is already easier to guide than Fist Demon Xionggou. I didn't expect there to be someone easier to guide than him. Samba Xiu, you are really pure. It's a pity that the village of the descendant of Beast Fist was destroyed by me, otherwise now Then you will know what kind of punch you are using.”

Although the Infernal Dragon has eternal life, it cannot turn back time. At this moment, it is really regretting its past actions.

But this sadness did not last long, and a smile that was oozing with conspiracy appeared on his face again: "If I remember correctly, Leopard Fist Master Masaki Miki opened a company..."

As if he had seen the wonderful scene of Samba Xiu transforming into the God of Destruction in the future and destroying everything, the smile on Wu Jianlong's face gradually spread, and eventually turned into an unbridled laughter.

But this has nothing to do with Sangbasiu at this time, because he has fallen into a deep sleep.

…

The next morning, Sambaxiu was awakened by the crisp sound of glass breaking. He struggled to get up and saw that the window was covered with spiderweb-like cracks and a football was rolling on the window sill.

After cleaning himself up briefly, Sambaxiu went downstairs with the football in hand, ready to see which problem child had kicked the ball to his house.

"I'm extremely sorry, Mr. Hiyama."

As soon as I walked out of the yard, I saw a woman wearing a white knitted coat holding a little boy and bending over to apologize to her.

Samba Xiu knew the two people in front of him, they were his neighbor Ozu Miyuki and her youngest son Ozu Kui, who were also the magic mother and magic red of Magic Sentai Magic Renner.

"So my window was smashed by Qui's football?"

"Yes," Ozu Miyuki bowed again apologetically, "I will pay for the replacement of the window. I also ask Mr. Hiyama to forgive Kui's mistake."

The little boy named Kui bowed down and apologized very cooperatively: "I'm sorry."

Seeing the sincerity of the two people's attitudes, Sangbasiu didn't say much.

Considering that Ozu Miyuki had to support four other children besides Ozu Kui, Sambaxiu said softly: "Forget about the money, just don't play football nearby next time. The venue is too small and very dangerous."

However, Ozu Miyuki shook her head and rejected Samba Xiu's kindness: "We cannot let children feel that there is no price for making mistakes."

"Okay." The other party said so, and Sambaxiu stopped worrying. "I will tell you the specific cost after the window is repaired."

After that, Sambaxiu packed up his things, went to the garage, got on his motorcycle and went to work.

"Boss, someone is looking for that."

As soon as I walked into the company, the receptionist at the front desk stood up with a look of fear on her face.

"Where?"

"In your office."

"Okay, I understand, where is Furukawa?"

"Manager Furukawa is already waiting for you."

After learning the news, Sambaxiu didn't seem too anxious. Instead, he walked towards his office unhurriedly.

Anyway, with Gu Linji here, he doesn't need to worry much about business negotiations.

However, the people who came this time were not ordinary people who came to discuss business activities.

When Sambaxiu walked briskly and pushed open the door of his office.

The first thing that caught his sight was the colorful Bai.

I saw a capable and strong middle-aged man, wearing a snow-white suit and a colorful silk scarf tied around his neck. He was the BIG ONE of JAKQ Dengeki Team, making a great show!

I saw him looking sideways at the landscape paintings hanging in his office, and he did not hesitate to praise: "It's really good taste."

However, Samba Xiu had no intention of echoing this compliment. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind: "Is the Super Sentai coming to block the spring water?"

Ⅰ Balbon's Spearhead (Star Beast Team): [Revised] Chapter 39 Samba Xiu just wants to be an honest businessman!

Unlike Samba Xiu's nervousness, Banba Souyoshi exuded a sense of relaxation and calmness, as if he was the owner of this office.

He took off his white top hat, bowed slightly, bowed to Samba, and announced his family background: "International special search organization, great luck."

This calm attitude gave Sambaxiu a good first impression, but the reminder of the charcoal burning of Orugu last night was still in his ears, so Sambaxiu's vigilance did not disappear.

He took two quick steps and came to the sofa opposite Banba Souyoshi. He was sitting in a vague defensive posture. At the same time, he pointed out the opponent's other identity unceremoniously: "JAKQ Dengeki Team, BIG-ONE."

Banba Souyoshi nodded, not feeling the embarrassment of another identity being exposed at all, and calmly responded: "It seems that you have done enough homework on the human world, Balban's gun leader Samba Xiu."

After hearing this, both of them understood that there was no need to play riddles in the rest of the conversation.

Sambaxiu asked unceremoniously: "If you know this name, it seems that you have been investigating me a lot. Tell me, how long have you been monitoring me?"