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"Ding! Congratulations, host, for signing in successfully!"
"Receive the white reward: The alien hero's individual strength is increased by 5%!"
Continue to strengthen Four Arms.
Four Arms felt a subtle surge of power in his limbs and his entire body. Compared to when he first transformed, he was significantly stronger. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all that Dr. Animo created ancient creatures. It could make him stronger and more confident against Vilgax.
"That weirdo is finally gone." Max wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.
Ben and Gwen emerged from around the corner and approached Four Arms. They gazed at the tall, burly alien hero. It was the first time they had seen an alien hero face-to-face. To be honest, they were a little intimidated.
"This alien hero has four hands. Why don't we just call him Four Arms?" Ben mimicked a punching motion, enthusiastically suggesting a name for Four Arms, just like in the original series.
"Four Arms, a good name. I like it," said Four Arms with a smile, nodding in agreement.
"Is there an alien hero with a high IQ who looks like a big guy?" Gwen asked curiously.
"Maybe other heroes have that," said Four Arms, adopting a mysterious expression and pretending to be elusive.
At that moment, the employees and security guards who had been hiding in the corner emerged, their faces filled with gratitude. The supermarket manager, especially, walked out of his office in a suit and approached Four Arms with a deeply thankful expression. "Thank you, If it weren't for you, the supermarket would have suffered even more losses."
"It's all right. Trivial," Four Arms shrugged.
"If you need anything, please feel free to ask. Let us repay you," the manager said humbly.
"No..." Four Arms wanted to refuse, but then he saw the Sumo Slammers potato chips on a nearby shelf and paused.
After a few seconds of silence, he raised a finger, pointed to the chips, and then pointed to Ben. "I have one small request. Can you give this kid a Sumo Slammers Gold Card?"
Ben looked flattered, staring blankly at Four Arms, unable to react.
"I'd be happy to help," the manager said, smiling and agreeing without hesitation.
After a moment, several staff members retrieved a Gold Sumo Slammers card from the back and handed it to Ben.
Meanwhile, Four Arms, nearing the time limit for his transformation, rushed to a corner and reverted to his normal state.
When he returned, Ryan was already a kid again.
"Thank you, Ryan!" Ben walked up to Ryan, holding the Gold Sumo Slammers card and looking touched. "This is the best gift I've ever received."
"It's okay. We're friends, after all," Ryan said with a smile, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Yes, we are good friends!" Ben squeezed the Sumo Slammers card in his hand, wrapped his right arm around Ryan's shoulder, and spoke very seriously.
"I'm sorry, Ben. I took your Omnitrix and gave you a Sumo Slammers card in its place," Ryan thought inwardly.
"What's going on with these children? What about the big man?" The manager and the other staff members looked at each other, perplexed.
"The cashier counter was smashed. How do we check out the things we bought?" Max reluctantly looked at their shopping cart, which was full of goodies.
The manager, looking generous again, waved his hand. "It's all right, old gentleman. You stood up to help us just now, helping us beat that weirdo. You can have your items for free!"
"Very good!" Ben and Gwen cheered in unison.
Max looked embarrassed. "Is this...okay?"
"No problem at all," the manager insisted.
Gwen seemed to have spotted something. "Wait a minute. I'll get another bag," she said, picking up a large bag of parrot feed from a front shelf.
"That's no problem," the manager said. After all, he didn't care about a bag of feed.
"Gwen, what are you doing with this?" Ryan asked curiously as he came up to Gwen.
Gwen winked at him with a mysterious look on her face. "Well, you'll see."
This trip had been quite rewarding. After ten to twenty busy minutes, the four of them packed up and returned to the old RV.
As soon as Max got in, he buckled his seatbelt and put his hands on the steering wheel. Ryan and Gwen exchanged knowing looks, understanding what Grandpa Max was about to say.
"We still need to track down Animo. We can't let him keep creating dangerous creatures to destroy the city," Max said seriously.
"But—" Ryan looked out the window and saw no trace of Dr. Animo. "We don't know where he went."
"He said he wanted to bring some ancient creatures to deal with you," Ben reminded him, vaguely remembering Dr. Animo's parting words.
"Ancient creatures?" Ryan was intrigued. "Which of you brought a laptop? I want to see the map of this city!"