Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In a quiet town, time is like a slowly flowing stream, and life is like a slowly unfolding painting, plain and peaceful. The sun shines warmly on the ancient streets, the houses on the street are scattered in an orderly manner, and the walls are covered with green vines. The residents of the town live a simple and peaceful life. They are busy with their work and family every day, enjoying the happiness in this plainness.

As the first rays of sunshine rose in the morning, the town gradually woke up. The owner of the bakery opened the door and began to prepare bread for the new day; the owner of the grocery store was tidying up the shelves, preparing to welcome customers; the elderly sat on the benches at the door, basking in the sun and chatting. The whole town was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

However, an unusual event is about to break the tranquility here. On the edge of the town, a fierce battle once took place. The cactus monster Sabotanda and Ultraman Tiga had a thrilling duel here. Sabotanda's huge body was like a moving mountain, and the spikes on his body flashed cold light. Ultraman Tiga used his courage and strength to fight the monster to death.

The battle was extremely intense, and the collision of light and power made the whole earth tremble. Sabotanda continuously fired spikes and flames in an attempt to defeat Ultraman Tiga. However, Ultraman Tiga, with his agility and powerful light skills, resolved the monster's attacks again and again.

After a fierce battle, Sabotanda was finally defeated by Ultraman Tiga's powerful strength. In a dazzling light, Sabotanda disappeared and turned into a cactus with red flowers. This cactus seemed to have its own consciousness. It lay quietly on the ground, and the red flowers looked particularly bright in the sun.

The cactus seemed to feel a mysterious force calling it, and it slowly moved. It flew lightly over the iron net and began a journey full of unknowns. Its movements were graceful and agile, like a dancer dancing on the stage. The cactus flew over the edge of the town and crossed fields. In the fields, the golden wheat waves swayed in the wind, as if bidding farewell to the cactus. The cactus continued to move forward, crossing paths. On both sides of the path, the blooming flowers exuded bursts of fragrance, as if welcoming the arrival of the cactus.

The cactus wandered along the way, not knowing where it was going or what its fate would be. But it seemed to have a firm belief in its heart, driving it to keep moving forward. It passed through the dense forest, where the trees were tall and straight, and the sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light on the ground. The cactus shuttled through the forest, like a brave explorer, exploring this unknown world.

Finally, the cactus came to a roadside stall selling cacti. In front of the roadside stall, a bearded uncle was sitting there, watching the passers-by. There was a trace of helplessness and fatigue on his face, because his business was not very good. His stall was filled with various cacti, big, small, green, yellow, but none of them was as special as the cactus with red flowers.

In a corner of the town, in front of a roadside stall, a bearded uncle was holding a pot of ordinary cactus and shouting hard. His figure looked a little vicissitudes and lonely under the sunlight.

The uncle was wearing an old blue work suit, which was covered with traces of time and labor. His hair was messy and his beard was uneven, as if he had not taken good care of himself for a long time. His eyes revealed a kind of tenacity and persistence. Although the hardships of life had carved deep wrinkles on his face, his eyes were still firmly looking forward.

The cactus in his hand was ordinary and had nothing special about it. There were some sharp thorns on the green sphere, which flickered faintly in the sun. This cactus was the result of his careful cultivation, and he hoped to earn some meager income from it to support himself and his family.

The uncle opened his mouth and shouted in his slightly hoarse voice: "Come and have a look, fresh cactus! Easy to grow and keep alive, it can purify the air!" His voice echoed in the air, full of expectation. Every word was full of his hope and efforts, as if it was his cry for life. His voice was loud and powerful, as if it could penetrate the entire town, so that everyone could hear his call.

However, despite his efforts, no one stopped to buy his products. Pedestrians on the street hurried by, some of them were busy going to work, some were rushing to do things, and no one had time to stop and appreciate these ordinary cacti. Their eyes only stayed briefly in front of the roadside stalls, and then left in a hurry.

The uncle's face showed a trace of helplessness and fatigue. He looked at the pedestrians passing by, and a sense of loss surged in his heart. He knew that his efforts seemed to have not been rewarded, and these cacti were still not in demand. His shoulders drooped slightly, as if he was a little breathless under the burden of life.

But he did not give up. He took a deep breath and pulled himself together. He told himself that he could not give up so easily. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would continue to work hard. He raised the cactus in his hand again and loudly promoted his cactus.

"Cactus is cheap and easy to grow! Buy one and bring it home to add some greenery to your life!" His voice became louder and more determined. His eyes flashed with an unyielding light, as if he was challenging life. He believed that as long as he persisted, there would always be people who would see the value of these cacti and would always be willing to stop and buy his products.

The uncle continued to shout, his voice echoing in the air of the town. Although there was still a trace of fatigue on his face, there was more determination and hope. He knew that life would not always be smooth sailing, but as long as he did not give up, he would be able to find his own happiness.

Time passed by, the sun gradually set. The uncle's voice became a little hoarse, but he still did not stop shouting. His heart was full of expectations for the future. He believed that as long as he persisted, he would be able to usher in a better tomorrow.

Just then, a little girl passed by the roadside stall. She was attracted by the uncle's shouting and stopped. She looked at the cacti with curiosity in her eyes.

The uncle was overjoyed when he saw the little girl stop. He walked over and enthusiastically introduced his cactus to the little girl. "Little girl, these cacti are easy to grow. They can grow well without much watering. They can also purify the air and make your room fresher."

The little girl nodded after listening to the uncle's introduction. She stretched out her little hand and gently touched the thorns on the cactus. "This is really cute!" she said.

The uncle was even happier when he saw the little girl's interest in the cactus. He continued to introduce the benefits of the cactus to the little girl, hoping to convince her to buy one. The little girl listened to the uncle's introduction, hesitated for a moment, and then took out some change from her pocket. "I'll buy one," she said.

The uncle took the money from the little girl, his heart full of gratitude. He quickly handed a pot of cactus to the little girl with a bright smile on his face. "Thank you, little girl! I hope you like this pot of cactus."

The little girl took the cactus and left happily. The uncle looked at the little girl's back and was filled with hope. He knew that this was just the beginning, and as long as he continued to work hard, he would be able to sell more cacti.

As time went by, more and more people were attracted by the uncle's shouting. Some of them were attracted by the cute appearance of the cactus, and some were moved by the uncle's persistence. They stopped and picked the cactus they liked.

The uncle smiled with satisfaction. His efforts finally paid off, and these cacti began to sell. He knew that his persistence was not in vain, and as long as he did not give up, he would be able to create a better future.

In the corner of this small town, the uncle's roadside stall has become a unique landscape. His shouts echo in the air, full of hope and strength. With his persistence and hard work, he has brought warmth and touching to this small town. He believes that as long as everyone can pursue their dreams unremittingly like him, the world will definitely become a better place.

At this moment, the cactus with red flowers suddenly jumped into the clay pot on the stall as if attracted by some mysterious force. Its movements were light and agile, as if it was being led by an invisible hand. The clay pot was originally ordinary, but now it seemed a little different because of the arrival of the cactus.

The cactus stayed there quietly, and its red flowers looked particularly bright in the sun. The flowers were as red as a burning flame, exuding a mysterious and charming atmosphere. Its petals were slightly open, as if showing its beauty to the world. The cactus was covered with sharp thorns, which flashed coldly in the sun, as if warning people not to approach easily.

The uncle did not notice the unusual cactus at first, and was still focused on his shouting. His voice echoed in the air, full of expectation and desire. He hoped that more people would hear his voice and stop to see his cactus. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and persistence, as if telling the world that he would not give up easily.

However, at this moment, a moth suddenly flew past the cactus. The moth fluttered its wings, as if it was looking for something. Its wings were light and transparent, and they flickered faintly in the sun. The moth's body was small and exquisite, and its antennae kept waving, as if it was exploring the surrounding environment.

The moment it approached the cactus, the red cactus opened its bud at an astonishing speed. The bud was originally tightly closed, but now it was like a big mouth, ready to swallow everything. The cactus moved as fast as lightning, leaving no time for people to react. Before the moth could react, it was swallowed by the cactus in an instant.

This scene made the stall owner's daughter Xiaofang stunned. Xiaofang is an innocent and lovely girl, her eyes are bright and clear, as if she can see through everything. Her hair is tied into two small braids, which sway gently with her movements. She is wearing a pink dress and looks like a little princess.

Xiaofang was playing nearby when she was attracted by her father's shouting. She looked at the cacti with curiosity. She had never seen so many cacti before, and her heart was filled with curiosity and excitement. She touched this cactus and looked at that cactus, as if she was exploring a mysterious world.

When she saw the moth flying in front of the cactus, she stared at it with anticipation. She wanted to see where the moth would fly to and what it would do. However, she never expected that the cactus would suddenly open its buds and swallow the moth in an instant.

An expression of surprise and fear appeared on her face, she couldn't believe what she had just seen, and her body trembled involuntarily, as if shaken by an invisible force.

She stood there, staring at the cactus. The cactus still stayed quietly in the pot, and the red flowers looked particularly bright in the sun. Its sphere was covered with sharp thorns, as if telling people how powerful and inviolable it was.

Xiaofang's heart was filled with doubts and fear. She didn't know why the cactus had such an amazing behavior. What on earth was it? Where did it come from? Would it pose a threat to humans? Her mind was filled with all kinds of questions, which made her feel extremely confused.

She wanted to tell her father about this, but she was afraid that her father would blame her. She didn't know what to do, so she could only stand there and stare at the cactus. Her heart was filled with anxiety and fear, and she didn't know what fate this cactus would bring to them.