It Seems You Need Some Help

"Will he be okay!?"

Mark clenched his fists as he looked at Nolan, beaten to a critical state.

"It's possible..."

"But you know, we did everything we could. There are very few Virtumians at this hospital..."

The man in sunglasses sounded somewhat helpless. To be precise, Nolan was the only Virtumian they had here.

"Who did this to him!?"

The veins bulged on Mark's arms. His eyes were sharp. Right now, he wanted to find the person who had reduced his father to this state and beat them to a pulp.

"We don't know! But we're looking..."

"Please trust me—if we find that person, they will suffer injuries far worse than your father's."

Just as Mark's anger was boiling over, an old man in a black suit with graying hair walked in through the door.

"My name is Cisellius Daiman. I'm the director of the Global Defense Bureau."

The old man—Cisellius—walked up to Mark and Jupiter and introduced himself.

"Cough, cough..."

Jupiter heard Cisellius's words and gave a light cough. He meant nothing by it; his throat just felt a little dry.

"Hm!?"

Cisellius looked at Jupiter with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"When you find the person, notify me. I'll make them regret being born into this world."

Jupiter's expression was grim. His gaze was razor-sharp, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

"I will..."

Cisellius looked at Jupiter, paused for a few seconds, then gave a slight nod.

"Cisellius, how dare you..."

Deborah, who had been sitting by the bedside holding Nolan's hand, shot to her feet the moment she saw Cisellius. Her eyes burned with anger as she stared at him, as if in her eyes, Cisellius was anything but a good man.

"The Global Guardians were just taken out."

"All of their bodies were torn apart. Nolan is the only survivor."

"We don't know why Nolan was at Guardian headquarters at the time, but the facts are what they are."

"Honestly, we're waiting too—waiting for Nolan to wake up and tell us what really happened."

Cisellius sounded helpless. Right now, the most anxious person in the entire world was probably him. The Global Guardians were wiped out. No one knew if Omni-Man would ever wake up. This was the most vulnerable moment this planet had ever faced. If the supervillains chose this time to attack... frankly, this planet might end up with a new master.

"..."

Mark, Jupiter, and Deborah all remained silent.

Deborah was silent because she didn't trust Cisellius. Mark was silent because his mind was racing to process information that was a bit beyond his years. Jupiter was holding back laughter, struggling to keep himself from bursting out.

"..."

To Cisellius, it looked like three grieving people were using silence to heal themselves.

"In fact, we suspect that some supervillain lured Nolan to Guardian headquarters, intending to wipe them all out in one strike..."

Cisellius continued, revealing some inside information.

"Why!?"

Mark clenched his fists. He couldn't understand why anyone would be so evil.

"Why!? That's a good question!"

"Every supervillain in this world wishes the Global Guardians and Omni-Man were dead."

"Haah..."

"Anyway, we're doing our best to keep this under wraps, but news always gets out. We notified you first, Mark and Jupiter."

Cisellius sighed. If there was anyone in this room who wanted Omni-Man to stand up more than anyone, he thought it was himself. Mark, Deborah, and Jupiter only had a familial bond with Omni-Man Nolan. Only Cisellius knew what kind of hell this planet would turn into if Omni-Man—the ultimate deterrent against evil—disappeared.

"Give me ice water, ice cubes, and a folding cot. I'm staying here to take care of him."

Deborah looked at Cisellius with unwavering resolve.

"..."

"Fine."

Cisellius couldn't withstand Deborah's steely gaze and gave a slight nod, agreeing to her request.

"Sir, the city is under attack! The enemy has heavy weapons. They're requesting backup!"

Just as Cisellius was speaking with the group, the sunglasses of his subordinate—the man with golden hair and dark shades—suddenly lit up with a blue glow. He had received news of an attack in the city.

"Now!?"

"Damn it. We don't have any superheroes available to deploy right now."

Celsus deliberately raised his voice, pretending to consult with his subordinate while actually speaking for Mark and Jupiter to overhear.

"..."

Mark looked at Nolan and Deborah, then at Jupiter, and finally walked out of the hospital room without a word.

"Mark..."

Jupiter watched Mark leave, frowned, but ultimately said nothing.

Jupiter leaned against the wall of the room, quietly accompanying Deborah and Nolan, whose body cells were constantly being healed as he lay in the hospital bed.

Yes, Nolan actually didn't need treatment at all. It was a good thing he was sent to the hospital in time, otherwise, for a Viltrumite, this level of injury would heal on its own in about a day...

"Jupiter, I'm here, don't worry!"

"Go check on your little brother!"

Deborah, who had been tightly gripping Nolan's rough, strong hand, suddenly spoke to Jupiter.

"Mom, I'm afraid some Supervillain might attack here..."

Jupiter put on a full performance, expressing a child's concern for his parents.

"Haha..."

"Don't worry! This is the safest place in the world. If even this place isn't safe anymore, then nowhere is. Go, Jupiter! Go where you need to be..."

Deborah turned around and looked at Jupiter with encouraging eyes.

If it were Mark going to save people, Deborah would still be a bit worried, since both Mark's personality and strength were immature. But if it were Jupiter, Deborah was at ease, because this child of hers was exceptionally capable!

"Alright~"

"I'll be back in a minute."

Jupiter glanced at Deborah and walked out of the hospital room.

"I'll wait for you."

Deborah watched Jupiter's retreating back, and the tension in her heart eased slightly, because she saw Nolan's shadow in Jupiter.

"Harvesting some energy wouldn't be bad either."

Jupiter thought this as he flew toward the city center, where lasers were constantly shooting into the sky, truly a "hot and lively" scene.

When Jupiter arrived in the city center, he happened to see Mark hiding in a deep pit, holding an old man and grieving alone, as well as the Viltrumite Youth Group being constantly suppressed by firepower...

And a group of green-skinned aliens. Yes, these aliens looked almost exactly like the ones from textbooks and the Namekians in the Dragon Ball manga. It could only be said that these aliens were too stereotypical.

"It looks like you need some help..."

Just as the Viltrumite Youth Group was about to call for reinforcements, a man with a large F printed on his chest descended from the sky, backlit by the sun!

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