For World Peace, What Does a Little Grievance Matter?

The neon city glittered beneath the night sky, awash in revelry and decadence!

It was clearly a land of false prosperity, with outrageously high prices and bloated production expansion. At any moment, unemployed older singles might perform free falls from skyscrapers, yet scenes of singing and dancing could still be found everywhere.

The relentless rain could not wash away the city's restlessness. Many female students pursuing high consumption and luxury goods, white-collar women, housewives, widows, and others carried out social experiments in "humanity and money" on the streets. Holding umbrellas, they also carried more little umbrellas with them, becoming a beautiful sight etched into the city.

"Just as Yang Guo passed through darkness, Li Ming quietly streaked across the horizon, whose kidney shadow flits through the cycle of reincarnation~~~"

"The future jerk-off lies beneath your feet, don't be sad, don't be scaaared~~~~"

"New skins have already appeared, how can I stop spending money? Crossing time and space, giving it my all, I'll heal you till your kidneys change~~~"

Duke hummed the latest tune he had learned as he walked through the crowded streets. He wore a gray hooded sweatshirt, its hood covering his head, and carried no umbrella. His temperament clashed with the surroundings, making him seem utterly out of place.

It had been over a week since he arrived in Ultraman Tiga's main setting. At last, he had encountered the Dead Fish Eye Duke from Gintama World in the Unknown Space and asked him to fill in the gaps in Ultraman Tiga's plot. Too much time had passed, and his memories of Ultraman Tiga were hazy. Aside from a few main characters, he could not remember who anyone else was even when they introduced themselves.

There was nothing to be done about that. Ever since Duke had matured mentally,