"Ding! Congratulations, host, for signing in successfully!"
"Receive the white reward: The Omnitrix's transformation time is now ten seconds (previously five minutes)!
Although it seemed like a common white reward, to Ryan, it was a significant bonus. It suddenly increased his Omnitrix transformation time.
"Very good!"
The flashing Omnitrix symbol on Heatblast's chest suddenly dimmed. He sighed in relief. A few seconds later, he sped up and darted into a nearby alley.
Biu biu~
A green glow appeared—the Omnitrix.
Ryan emerged from the alley with a relieved look on his face, gazing at the red Omnitrix on his wrist. "Next time, pay more attention. If I suddenly reverted in midair, I'd be dead."
"Ding! Host, you can now view information about the Omnitrix!"
"Related information?" Ryan was a little puzzled. As soon as he finished speaking, a spreadsheet appeared before his eyes.
Host: Host: Zane
Age: 12
Omnitrix: Transformation time: 5 minutes and 10 seconds (same cooling time). Ultimate mutations not awakened. All alien data not loaded. Alien Heroes: Heatblast (Fire Fist Ace's fire control ability), Four Arms, Diamondhead (combat skills), Ripjaws, Wildmutt, Grey Matter, Ghostfreak, XLR8, Ditto, and Cannonbolt.
His information was clearly laid out. "This function is pretty good," Ryan praised. But how did he close it? As soon as he thought it, the spreadsheet vanished, conforming to his thoughts—which was very convenient.
"Ryan, are you alright?" Max asked, worried about Ryan, who had followed him into the alley.
"It's okay. Let's go." Ryan followed Max back to the old RV.
On the small TV screen inside the RV, the news anchor was still broadcasting the scene of the four robbers "talking nonsense." Below, a small line of text scrolled, seemingly broadcasting unrelated news: "A citizen suspected of seeing a huge creature."
"Ryan, when you were there, how did you deal with those robbers?!" Did you use that…?" Ben raised a fist and scratched his head, struggling to recall the move.
Age: 12 Omnitrix: Transformation time is 5 minutes and 10 seconds (same cooling time), Ultimate Mutations not awakened, all alien data not loaded. Alien Heroes: Heatblast (Fire Fist Ace's fire control ability), Four Arms, Diamondhead (combat skills), Ripjaws, Wildmutt, Grey Matter, Ghostfreak, XLR8, Ditto, Cannonbolt.
His information was clearly laid out. "This function is pretty good," Ryan praised. But how did he close it? As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the spreadsheet vanished, conforming to his thoughts, which was very convenient.
"Ryan, are you alright?" Max, worried about Ryan, had followed him into the alley and asked.
"It's okay. Let's go." Ryan followed Max back to the old RV.
On the RV's small TV screen, the news anchor was still broadcasting the scene of the four robbers "talking nonsense." Below, a small line of text scrolled, seemingly broadcasting some unrelated news: "A citizen suspected of seeing a huge creature."
"Ryan, when you were there, how did you deal with those robbers?! Did you use that…" Ben raised a fist and scratched his head, struggling to recall the move.
"Fire Fist," Ryan supplied with a slight smile.
"Yes, Fire Fist!" Ben said eagerly.
"Not really. I can't use those kinds of moves against ordinary humans. I'm still pretty restrained," Ryan said softly, smiling. He wasn't the type to abuse his power.
He turned to Max. "Grandpa, where are we going now?"
"To the largest supermarket nearby. We need to buy some daily necessities," Max replied comfortably.
"Very good!" Ben couldn't help cheering softly. He lowered his voice and asked, "Ryan, Gwen, how much pocket money did you bring? Let's buy more food for the car, so we don't have to eat Grandpa's weird stuff."
"I only have a few dollars," Gwen said helplessly.
"Actually, I think… it's okay if you get used to it," Ryan tried his best to keep his expression natural, whispering.
Sure enough, both Ben and Gwen looked at Ryan as if he were a strange person.
"But don't worry, I'll use some of the money I saved to buy things," Ryan quickly explained.
Five minutes later, the old RV was parked in a parking space next to the supermarket entrance. Before them stood a medium-sized supermarket that seemed to have everything. The four got out of the car one by one and walked inside.
As soon as they entered, Max confidently told Ryan, "Ryan, I'm going to buy some food over there. You, Ben, and Gwen can shop elsewhere."
"Okay, Grandpa." Watching Max push the shopping cart away, Ryan glanced at the area Max was heading towards, and his body twitched slightly, his eyelids flickering.
"Did Grandpa go to the fresh food area to buy food?" Gwen asked, still innocent.
"No."
"That's the pet area," Ryan said stiffly.
"What??" This made both Ben and Gwen let out sounds of panic, almost in unison.
Soon, the three of them reached the snack aisle. Their shopping cart quickly filled with potato chips, chocolate hazelnuts, and other treats—they bought all they could afford.
As they passed the potato chip bags co-branded with Sumo Slammers cards, Ben couldn't move. He looked pleadingly at Ryan. "Uh, Ryan, can you transform into an alien hero and help me find a card? I really want one!"
"I could…" As Ryan's palm rested on the Omnitrix, he suddenly remembered the news he'd seen that morning. Citizens had reported seeing huge creatures. This supermarket… He looked around.
It seemed someone was about to attack this place! Even though it had been over ten years since he transmigrated, he still vaguely remembered some of the plots!
Not far from the supermarket, a bizarre individual wearing a horned helmet, seated atop a colossal, hill-like frog, was heading their way!
"I shall show you the great invention of my Dr. Animo!"