Kyrieloid - I'm Not Interested in Money

Today was an extraordinary day for the Kyrieloid.

It was the day they had declared their identity, the day they intended to become the guardians of Earth.

He was fortunate enough to have possessed a wealthy man. Within this massive, old-fashioned wooden house, there were three Kyrieloid; although they were not the powerful kin capable of growing into giants, he could still be considered a minor leader among them.

Early this morning, he had diligently scrubbed the flesh he possessed, waiting for the call of their leader to prepare to offer him power.

Yet, just as he sat in meditation, an unusual sound shattered his peace.

Splinters of wood flew from the main entrance, grazing his face and leaving a trail of bright red blood.

For an ordinary person, crashing in like that might have been a bit too stimulating.

The minivan was embedded entirely into the wooden wall.

The front of the vehicle was completely mangled. Fortunately, the house was constructed of wood; had it been reinforced concrete, Zhou Hong would likely be kneeling on the ground right now, begging the bloodied Uncle Li not to die.

Following closely behind, two more minivans crashed into the wooden house.

The veins on the forehead of the Kyrieloid, who had been recuperating, began to throb.

"What is happening? Big Brother." In just a split second, the other two Kyrieloid appeared by his side.

"A few small fry." Wiping the bead of blood from his cheek, his eyes filled with ferocity.

If it were just one car, it might have been an accident, but consecutive impacts meant this was no accident.

Especially given the guys who followed.

As beings of spiritual essence, the Kyrieloid perceived people by their souls, not their flesh and blood.

At a glance, he recognized the aliens among the people in those two minivans.

"In all these years, no one has ever dared to provoke the Kyrieloid. You small fry struggling to survive on Earth—who gave you the courage?"

"It was me!" Uncle Li kicked open the twisted car door, spat out his cigarette, and pointed the hammer in his hand at the Kyrieloid with wild, unrestrained defiance.

The Kyrieloid smiled disdainfully, "Just an ordinary human?"

The sliding door of the back seat opened, and within his line of sight, a cluster of dazzling light drifted slowly out.

Tiga? No, this light was not Tiga; it was a radiance far more blinding than Tiga's.

Cold sweat trickled down his temple; he knew he had encountered a tough opponent.

That terrifying power and a physique even more robust than Tiga's—this unknown existence and the greater power it displayed made the Kyrieloid even more wary than Tiga did.

However, compared to this giant, Tiga, as a local, was clearly more of an eyesore to these indigenous beings.

After all, past visitors wouldn't have wanted to become any sort of guardian deity.

"Uncle Li, if this wall had been reinforced, you'd be plastered against it by now."

Zhou Hong tossed the debris he had crushed into powder onto the floor, paying no mind to the Kyrieloid who were already standing at the ready.

"I've built so many houses in my life, why do you think that is?" A wild, manic grin curled the corners of Uncle Li's mouth.

As soon as the words left his lips, his body shot forward like an arrow from a bow. Following his lead, the people from the minivans scrambled out and charged toward the Kyrieloid.

Without warning, several blue spiritual energy orbs intercepted their path of charge.

And they were moving much faster than the men.

In an instant, the spiritual spheres slammed into Uncle Li and his lackeys, sending them flying.

The moment he was launched into the air, the hammer Uncle Li had been gripping tightly slipped from his hand, spinning through the air to strike the lead Kyrieloid square in the head, cracking his skull wide open.

Uncle Li, who had been hung up on the wall, had his smile freeze the moment it appeared.

A mass of soul-stuff flew out from that physical body, its blurred form barely manifesting a humanoid shape; this was clearly the true form of the Kyrieloid.

"Uncle Li, you and your lackeys really aren't pulling your weight." Zhou Hong complained in a leisurely tone.

Among this group of aliens, there were all sorts of species, but he hadn't expected them to be so underwhelming.

That crayfish guy—you clearly have such powerful individuals among your kin, so why are you so pathetic?

"I brought you here, and you're just going to watch the show? Ah Hong, beat him up." Uncle Li was clearly no ordinary man; even while hanging on the wall, he still shouted his true feelings.

"Understood." Zhou Hong shrugged his shoulders, producing a teeth-gritting grinding sound, and prepared to get to work.

The Kyrieloid floating in mid-air hurriedly spoke, "We have no intention of being your enemy. If there has been any offense, please speak plainly."

"But if this is your unprovoked provocation, we Kyrieloid will not let you off."

Having Tiga as an opponent was already troublesome enough, and with various opinions within his own race, he couldn't afford to provoke a new Ultra warrior while not being the leader himself.

He would definitely be killed.

But he couldn't act too cowardly either; losing face for the Kyrieloid would surely get him executed as well.

Yet, he definitely couldn't win a fight against this guy!

Heartbroken, he nearly shed tears.

Zhou Hong raised an eyebrow, surprised that the light-cluster before him was so sensible.

"The building you blew up was mine."

The suffocating answer caused the flickering soul-body of the Kyrieloid to stall.

"We are willing to provide compensation; money holds no meaning to us."

"How about one billion?"

What the hell? What did you just say?

Watching Zhou Hong, who remained expressionless, the flickering Kyrieloid spoke again, "What about 1.5 billion?"

As a wage slave, I have never seen so much money in my life, so how about you, Uncle Li?

His fierce expression had already turned into a blank stare; that was answer enough.

Zhou Hong turned his head back, "Ahem, this isn't about the money, as a righteous—"

"Two billion. That is the absolute maximum amount of money I can produce."

They arrived in a rush, looking fierce and murderous, as if they wanted to devour someone.

They left looking as dazed and foolish as a bunch of idiots.

"I feel like I don't need to work hard anymore, but it's a bit embarrassing. I was actually bought off by money."

"It's not embarrassing; I've never seen such a huge sum of money either." Uncle Li's hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and he took a deep drag to calm himself down.

"I thought he was talking about yen, but I never expected that what he brought over was dollars."

Zhou Hong also gasped in shock.

"This is a benefactor."

"But they still deserve a beating next time; these bastards will definitely attack again." Uncle Li threw the burnt-out cigarette to the ground, "Ah Hong, I'll leave it to you next time."

Since this group was so cowardly, his fellow countryman must be even stronger; having seen the world, he could tell that much.

If these alien brothers hadn't said this fellow countryman was a human from Earth, he would have thought he was just another extraterrestrial.