Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the illusion created by the giant TV, Lin Feng, who had turned back into a human body, felt sore all over, as if every inch of muscle was protesting against everything he had just experienced. Every movement he made was like pulling a taut string, and the pain surged like a tide as soon as he exerted a little force. The thrilling battle scene with the monster just now was still flashing back in his mind. The energy consumption and the collision of his body made him extremely exhausted at the moment.

He struggled to get up from the ground, his legs trembling slightly, as if he could not bear the weight of his body. There was a trace of confusion and fatigue in his eyes. The confusion was like being in the depths of thick fog, unable to find the direction to move forward; and the fatigue was like carrying a heavy burden, which made him almost breathless. Looking around, he found himself in a foggy forest. The fog was like a veil, lingering and endless. They shuttled freely among the woods, making everything around him hazy and mysterious.

The outlines of the trees were looming in the mist, like silent giants, quietly watching the uninvited guest. The trunks were thick and tall, and some were covered with moss, as if they were mottled traces left by the years. The branches stretched out in all directions, as if silently telling the antiquity and depth of this forest. The leaves were moistened by the mist, shining with a slight watery light, and occasionally a few drops of dew slid down, dripping on the ground with a slight dripping sound, which was particularly clear in this silent forest.

Lin Feng tried to concentrate his thoughts and recall how he got into this illusion. Was it during the final fight with the powerful monster that he was drawn into by the mysterious power it released? Or did he accidentally enter an area with hidden illusion mechanisms while chasing the monster? He didn't know. At this moment, he only knew that he had to find a way to leave as soon as possible, return to the real world, confirm the safety of his teammates, and continue to protect the earth.

He took a deep breath, and the moist air with the scent of grass and trees rushed into his lungs, making him a little more awake. Then, he took a step slowly, and the dead branches and leaves under his feet made a slight creaking sound. This sound echoed in the silent forest, as if breaking some kind of taboo, and startled a few birds perched on the branches. They flapped their wings and flew into the depths of the fog, and soon disappeared.

Lin Feng walked forward cautiously, observing his surroundings vigilantly. As he went deeper, the fog seemed to become thicker and the visibility became lower. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, but could only see a blurry shadow. He tried to mobilize his superpowers to sense whether there were any dangers or clues to the exit. However, in this illusion, his abilities seemed to be limited in some way. He could only faintly sense a slight fluctuation of energy, but could not determine its source and direction.

Suddenly, a slight rustling sound came from the left. Lin Feng immediately turned his head alertly, staring at the source of the sound. But under the cover of the fog, he could not see anything. He slowly squatted down, picked up a branch, and held it tightly in his hand, ready to deal with the unknown threats that might appear. The rustling sound was getting closer and closer, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated. Every nerve was tense to the extreme. Just as he was about to launch an attack, a little squirrel rushed out of the fog. Its tail was fluffy and smart. It jumped a few times between the branches and disappeared into the fog again.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew that this was only a temporary calm. He stood up and continued to grope forward in the foggy forest, silently praying in his heart that he could find the key to leaving the illusion as soon as possible, end this unknown test, return to the real battle full of passion and challenges, fight side by side with his teammates, and protect the blue planet that belongs to them.

Just as Lin Feng was trying to calm himself down, a familiar figure slowly walked out of the mist. With that iconic figure and that neat pace, even through the layers of mist, Lin Feng could instantly recognize that it was Captain Yang Xue. But in fact, this was a fake Captain Yang Xue created by the illusion.

Her face was still stern and beautiful, and her delicate features seemed to be carefully carved by the most outstanding craftsmen. Her eyes were deep and bright under her heroic eyebrows, and her high nose bridge and beautiful lips exuded a unique charm. However, at this moment, her eyes were filled with an indescribable sadness, which was like a bottomless spring, cold and lonely, and seemed to freeze all the vitality around her.

When Lin Feng saw her, he was delighted. That joy was like seeing a ray of light in the darkness. In this strange and dangerous fantasy, the appearance of Captain Yang Xue was like a reassurance for him. He did not hesitate to rush to meet her, his pace unconsciously quickened, his eyes full of expectation and trust. But before he could speak, the fake Captain Yang Xue said in a low and desperate voice: "We failed, Huang Hongsheng has ruled the earth, and all the other members of the Victory Team have died."

This sound was like thunder in winter, booming in Lin Feng's ears, instantly extinguishing the fire of hope that had just ignited in his heart. He felt as if he had been electrocuted, his body suddenly stiffened, and the smile on his face froze before it could fully bloom. He stared at the "Captain Yang Xue" in front of him with wide eyes, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"How could it be..." Lin Feng's lips trembled slightly as he uttered these words with difficulty. His mind went blank for a moment, and then, the scenes of him and his teammates came flooding back like a tide. He seemed to see Dali's simple and determined smile, always rushing to the front to open up a path for everyone in every battle; Xiaoyan's focused thinking, countless times using her wisdom to crack the enemy's plot; Xiaoyou taking care of every injured team member gently and carefully, running around in the base. And now, they are all gone?

Lin Feng's legs began to weaken. He staggered and almost lost his balance. His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain. It was a deep sorrow, mixed with self-blame and regret. He began to search frantically in his mind, trying to find out why things had developed to this point. Did they make a major strategic mistake? Or was the enemy too powerful and they were ultimately unable to resist?

Lin Feng was struck by lightning, and he froze in place instantly, as if time had stopped flowing for him at this moment, and space had also imprisoned him tightly. He widened his eyes, which were full of shock and confusion, and his pupils shrank sharply, staring at the "Captain Yang Xue" in front of him, as if he wanted to find a flaw in her face to prove that this was just an absurd lie.

His lips trembled slightly, at first just a slight tremor, and gradually, the amplitude became larger and larger, as if an invisible force was pulling at every nerve in his body. He murmured to himself: "How could this happen? Why! Why!" The sound was as weak as a candle in the wind at first, almost inaudible, but gradually amplified with the waves in his heart. In the end, the almost desperate roar echoed in the foggy forest, startling the birds roosting nearby. They flapped their wings and flew away in panic, as if they also felt the heavy sadness and despair.

The images of fighting side by side with his teammates flashed through his mind. Those images were as clear and cruel as a movie. He seemed to see the first battle with the monster. The team members gathered together without fear, and everyone's eyes were burning with blazing fighting spirit. Captain Yang Xue commanded calmly, and her voice was firm and powerful. That was their determination to protect the earth shining. There was also that time in a desperate situation, everyone stood back to back, trusting each other, holding their weapons tightly, and although their clothes were soaked with sweat, no one had the idea of ​​retreating. The words of encouragement to each other echoed in their ears: "We are the winning team, we will never give up!"

In those days when they sweated together on the training ground, they repeatedly practiced various tactical moves to improve their skills. They got up again after falling down, and continued to train after simple bandages after getting injured. Every breakthrough and every progress was accompanied by laughter and cheers, which was the testimony of their hard work for the common goal. Now, these beautiful memories are like sharp blades, cutting his heart wantonly, bleeding.

He thought of Xiaoyan, the clever teammate who always came up with unique insights at critical moments and solved the enemy's puzzles. Her smile was as warm as the spring sunshine, but now, has this ray of sunshine disappeared forever? And Dali, the partner with a burly figure and a warm heart, no matter how powerful the enemy was, he always rushed to the front without hesitation and used his body to build a solid defense line for everyone. His hearty laughter seemed to still echo in his ears, but now it has become a dead sound.

Lin Feng's body began to shake slightly. He felt that his world was collapsing, and the ground beneath his feet seemed to be no longer solid. The deep sorrow that penetrated his bones was like a surging tide, hitting him wave after wave, drowning him in endless despair. His hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all, because the pain in his heart had already far exceeded the perception of his body.

He recalled the scene when he first joined the Victory Team. Captain Yang Xue's serious and trusting eyes seemed to tell him that from that moment on, they were a whole, a team that would do anything to protect the Earth. There was also the forthright Dali, who always rushed to the front in the battle, using his strong body to resist the enemy's attacks for his teammates; the smart and resourceful Xiaoyan, who could always crack the enemy's conspiracy at the critical moment and point the way to victory; the careful and gentle Xiaoyou, who silently took care of everyone's daily life in the rear, ensuring that every team member could fight without any worries. But now, all this is gone?

Lin Feng's heart was filled with endless grief, which was like a dark abyss that swallowed him whole. He slowly squatted down, his movements seemed to have lost all his strength, and every joint was sighing heavily. With his legs bent, he curled up powerlessly on the ground in the foggy forest. The wet soil and fallen leaves stained his clothes, but he didn't care at all.

He held his head with both hands, his ten fingers deeply inserted into his hair, pulling hard, as if trying to relieve the pain in his heart that was almost tearing him apart. His palms were tightly pressed against both sides of his head, as if he was trying to build a barrier to isolate himself from the cruel reality of the outside world, and as if he was desperately grasping the reason and courage that had begun to collapse. He closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly due to excessive force. His whole expression was distorted in self-blame and regret.

He began to reflect in the quagmire of pain, his thoughts running wildly through past battle experiences like a wild horse. Was there something he did not do well in the battle? Was there a deviation in his attack rhythm when fighting against the powerful monster? Maybe at a critical moment, he could have reacted faster and activated his skills more accurately, thus changing the direction of the battle. Or maybe it was because of a mistake he made, when commanding the coordinated operations, he did not accurately convey the information, which led to confusion in the actions of the team members, and ultimately led to the current desperate situation?

His heart was filled with self-blame and regret. The self-blame was like an invisible rope that tightly bound his soul, becoming tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He kept replaying the battle scenes in his mind, magnifying every detail infinitely, and every moment that might go wrong became the basis for his self-condemnation. Tears welled up in his eyes, filled with his guilt towards his teammates and his grief over the lost victory.

But he tried hard not to let them fall. He bit his lower lip until it turned slightly pale and a hint of blood spread in his mouth. He felt that he was not worthy of crying, and was not worthy of showing weakness at this time. In his opinion, as a member of the winning team, he shouldered the responsibility of protecting the earth and his teammates. Now that the battle failed and his teammates died, he was a dereliction of duty and a loser. He was not qualified to vent his pain with tears. He could only bury this grief deep in his heart, let it ferment in the dark corner of his heart, and erode his soul.

His body trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid and heavy, as if he was fighting a difficult battle with the demons in his heart. Every time he inhaled, he felt a stinging pain in his heart, and every time he exhaled, it seemed to blow away the hope in his soul bit by bit. In this silent and sad forest, Lin Feng endured this huge pain and self-blame alone, and fell into an endless struggle, not knowing how to redeem himself, how to find a way out of this dark and desperate situation.

Fake Captain Yang Xue stood quietly by the side, watching Lin Feng's painful appearance, with a barely perceptible fluctuation in her eyes. But soon, the sadness occupied her eyes again. She slowly walked to Lin Feng, squatted down, and gently patted his shoulder, wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.

After a long time, Lin Feng finally raised his head, his eyes showing a bit of determination. He stood up, looked at the foggy forest in front of him, and said through gritted teeth: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it will end like this. There must be a way, there must be something we overlooked." He began to look for clues in the forest, trying to find a way to break this illusion.

He carefully observed the trees around him and found that although they looked lifelike, they had some subtle unrealities. For example, the texture of the leaves was too regular, and the wrinkles on the trunks seemed to be intentional. He was moved. Could this be the flaw in the illusion? He went deeper into the forest along the direction of the trees and found that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, almost to the point where he couldn't see his hand in front of him. But he didn't retreat. He continued to grope forward relying on his memory and feeling.