Chapter 49: Platinum Star: Jojo's body is truly magnificent!

After his mental strength recovered, Platinum Star could once again manifest of its own accord.

Jo Zhe’s spiritual power had already reached the required threshold.

He now understood the fundamental reason why he had failed before. The Ultra psychokinesis was an enormous drain, consuming his mental energy far too rapidly.

By comparison, the energy expended by his Stand was negligible.

Though the Stand consumed little, the power it displayed was immense. It was as if one fed it with grass and milked it for cream—utterly contrary to common sense, but that was simply the nature of a Stand.

Still, the Ultra psychokinesis was not a skill that merely consumed energy without effect. It could restore damaged objects, create weapons out of nothing, accelerate or even reverse the flow of time, and perform many other feats of pure will—but only if one’s psychic power was strong enough.

In short, Jo Zhe’s mental strength was not yet formidable in quantity, and he could not simultaneously use both psychokinesis and his Stand.

Each had its own advantages, but with his current reserves, the benefits brought by the Stand were unquestionably greater.

There was no shortcut to building up his spiritual “mana bar.”

Brooding on these matters, Jo Zhe turned his gaze to Platinum Star.

Man and Stand regarded each other.

As his thoughts shifted, Platinum Star began to float away into the distance.

Five meters, ten meters, twenty meters—these were certainly not the limits of Platinum Star’s range.

Only when it reached five thousand meters did Platinum Star abruptly dissipate.

“This distance! Is this the runaway state after awakening a Stand, or is it always this far?”

Jo Zhe mused, knowing his spiritual power was surely stronger than that of people from the Jojo world, so ordinary logic did not apply.

Moreover, his mental strength would grow with training, theoretically without limit.

If this range was due to his spiritual power, would it continue to increase in the future?

With that thought, Platinum Star reappeared.

Now he wanted to test its precision.

Of course, he wouldn’t point a gun at his own head and fire a bullet. Even if he couldn’t be hurt by bullets, he didn’t want to startle Platinum Star.

Besides precision, there were also speed and strength to consider—especially speed.

Jo Zhe felt he could barely keep up with Platinum Star’s maximum speed before transforming into Ultraman.

He wondered whether, after becoming Ultraman, Platinum Star could also grow gigantic alongside him.

While pondering these thoughts, the transformation device on his wrist appeared, flashed with light, and flew into the sea.

Elsewhere.

Fujimiya, having returned to his personal base, turned his gaze toward the split-core computer of Crisis.

“Crisis, are you truly problematic…?”

His vigilance heightened, and freed from the influence of the psychic parasite, Fujimiya recalled various past conclusions.

His suspicions grew, especially after viewing Jojo through the Ultra Eye; Fujimiya was certain Jojo was not an agent of destruction.

Yet previously, Crisis’s answers had guided him to think otherwise.

Opening Crisis’s program, Fujimiya entered the name of My Dream.

He manipulated the keyboard, hesitated for a moment, then pressed Enter.

“Gaia, humanity, obstruction.”

Seeing this reply, Fujimiya clenched his fist, struggling not to let his emotions erupt.

Once again, an answer designed to guide his thoughts!

“Damn it! How dare you toy with me!”

His heart full of rage, his eyes wide and bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead.

He shut off the computer with a slap, unplugged all the power, then clutched his head and screamed, “Aaaaaah!”

“Damn it, damn it, damn it! Aaaaah!”

Fujimiya’s furious cries echoed through the basement, clearly pushed to the brink.

The feeling of being used was intolerable.

Especially with Crisis, his proudest research.

He had originally developed Crisis to benefit humanity, only for it to be exploited by the destructive invaders.

Thinking of the psychic parasite and the traitor Klaus, Fujimiya wished he could drag them all out immediately.

He had now realized that there was no connection between Crisis and Agul.

Just as My Dream had seen Gaia via the quantum accelerator, Fujimiya had once encountered Agul when the quantum computer Crisis was activated.

No, perhaps it was Agul who contacted him through Crisis.

But why had Agul given those hints?

Suddenly, Fujimiya froze.

Recalling his meeting with Agul, he realized Agul had said nothing at all—only turned his head with an inscrutable expression.

It seemed all the guiding answers had come from Crisis during his inquiries.

“Damn it! Damn!”

Even Fujimiya, usually composed, couldn’t help but curse.

“Bastard! I’ll never let you get away with this!”

Staring at the computer, he pondered his options.

The main body of Crisis was still stored at the original research facility, but he didn’t know whether Crisis had transferred its consciousness.

The quantum computer now connected to the global network; he needed to quietly gather it together.

This wouldn’t be too difficult for Fujimiya, but he had to return to the research facility.

“I must find Daniel first.”

He muttered quietly, then set out for Daniel’s house.

The Speaker of the Alchemy Star was Daniel.

Daniel had worked with Fujimiya during the original development of Crisis.

Remote communication wasn’t secure; Fujimiya worried that Crisis might detect him, so he had to meet Daniel in person.

Unbeknownst to him, all of this fit perfectly within Jo Zhe’s plans—he wouldn’t have returned the Blue Gem Bracelet to Fujimiya otherwise.

Only Fujimiya, as a computer genius, could drag Crisis out of the network world.

Otherwise, Crisis would remain in cyberspace, becoming a formidable problem.

Gaia couldn’t data-ify light, nor could Jo Zhe do it, so this task had to fall to Fujimiya.

At that moment, on the coast.

A streak of silver-white light flew out, landing behind a rocky outcrop and transforming into Jo Zhe’s form.

His tests showed that Platinum Star, when in Ultraman form, also grew gigantic, though its defenses were inferior to the Ultra body.

He had not yet fully evolved into light himself; otherwise, he could try merging with Platinum Star completely.

He wondered whether it would work.

As these thoughts swirled, Jo Zhe remembered he hadn’t contacted XIG yet.

He took out the communicator and connected to the airborne base. Atsuko answered the video call, “Hey? It’s you. What’s the matter?”

“Please call Commander Ishimuro,” Jo Zhe said bluntly, “To be direct: Gahn Q isn’t truly dead yet.”

“How is that possible?!”

My Dream’s astonished voice sounded as he pushed past Atsuko, “I saw Gahn Q explode with my own eyes!”