Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

Deep in the vast universe beyond human imagination, there is a mysterious subspace. It seems like a dead corner forgotten by the universe, and the cold darkness is so thick that it seems to have substance, winding and spreading endlessly like black silk, swallowing up all possible light and hope.

Huang Hongsheng was like a demon crawling out of the abyss of darkness, his figure strangely suspended in the void. He exuded a chilling evil spirit, and his figure was vaguely outlined by the strange light in the subspace, as if he was the incarnation of evil roughly painted with a dark brush. His facial features were distorted beyond human form, and every ravine and every bulge was filled with hideousness and viciousness. In the deep eye sockets, the dark green eyeballs flashed with madness and greed, like two balls of ghost fire jumping in the darkness. His cracked lips twitched from time to time, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth that were as sharp as beasts, as if ready to bite and devour all the beauty in front of him at any time.

Beside him, quietly stood the ghostly Yabo. The Yabo exuded an ominous aura, which was like a plague, seeping into every corner of this subspace. It was tall but erratic, as if it was made up of dark mist, sometimes clearly visible, sometimes blurry, as if playing a game of hide-and-seek with the surrounding darkness. Its head was a sharp cone, and its two blood-red vertical pupils were like the flames of hell, staring coldly ahead, as if it could see through the souls of all things in the world and take in all the fear and despair. The armor on its body seemed to be forged from ancient, cursed metal, engraved with various mysterious, obscure, and creepy runes. As it moved, the runes flickered with a faint light, as if whispering an evil spell from ancient times.

Huang Hongsheng and the Yabo people stood quietly in this cold and dark subspace. Although they did not speak, they seemed to be conducting a silent, evil conspiracy. The surrounding darkness seemed to have covered them with a natural protective shield, allowing their conspiracy to quietly grow and ferment in this hidden corner. When the right time comes, they will stretch out their evil claws to the bright and shining earth and billions of innocent people, setting off a storm that can subvert the world. At this moment, the darkness in front of and behind them is just like the evil in their hearts, boundless and bottomless, foreshadowing how tragic and terrifying the upcoming disaster will be.

In the cosmic subspace that seemed like an endless abyss, it was dark as ink and suffocatingly silent. Huang Hongsheng suddenly raised his head and let out a creepy laugh, which was like the shrill cry of a night owl, breaking the dead silence of the subspace. The sound waves spread around like ripples, and it was like the whisper of a devil, constantly echoing in this vast expanse, lingering for a long time, as if to deeply implant fear into every inch of space.

His body trembled slightly, obviously excited by the crazy plan in his mind, and the muscles on his face were twisted and looked particularly ferocious: "I have carefully manufactured a batch of new energy vehicles. These are not ordinary means of transportation. They are my weapons to dominate the earth!" When he said this, his eyes flashed with crazy light, which was so hot that it seemed to burn away the darkness around him. It was an extreme desire for power and domination. Every flash of light reflected the greedy and twisted desire abyss in his heart.

He stretched out a bony but powerful hand and grabbed at the air, as if the earth was already in his palm, ready to be manipulated. "They are equipped with a core device that can control human thoughts. This is the high-tech crystal that I have exhausted my efforts and studied for a long time. Humph, those extremely stupid humans are busy running around all day, chasing the so-called technological progress, but they are unaware that danger is approaching. Once they drive these cars, it will only take a few minutes for their thoughts and minds to fall into my control easily."

Huang Hongsheng became more and more excited as he spoke. He paced back and forth in the void with big strides, and every step seemed to shatter the darkness: "By then, the entire earth will become my puppet kingdom. Billions of people and elites from all walks of life will become puppets in my hands. I will let scientists develop more powerful weapons for me, politicians expand territory for me, and artists sing praises for me, and do whatever I want to do with them." His voice became hoarse with excitement, and his face was filled with the pride of impending success, as if he had already stood on the top of the world, overlooking all living beings, and accepting worship.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in his own fantasy, totally ignoring the disaster this act against heaven would bring to the universe and the catastrophe it would bring to mankind. He was like a crazy gambler, betting his soul on this evil gamble, risking everything in an attempt to rewrite the order of the universe and let darkness completely cover the earth that was originally full of vitality. And the eyes that flickered in the darkness were like two burning torches, illuminating a road to hell with no return, but he was completely unaware of it and continued to run wildly on this evil road.

In that deep, cold, chaotic subspace, darkness was surging like thick ink, and the silence was violently broken by a sudden and unpleasant roar. The huge and gloomy body of the Yabo people shook violently, and from its throat that was like a huge mouth of the abyss, a roar that hurt the eardrums burst out. The sound was like a worn-out bellows gasping painfully in the wind, and like thousands of iron nails scratching wildly on a blackboard, full of primitive and barbaric power, colliding and echoing everywhere in this empty and boundless subspace.

This roar seemed to be an approval of Huang Hongsheng's plan. In its blood-red vertical pupils, a faint light flickered, as if saying, "Your crazy idea is exactly what I want." In its eyes, it revealed the same greed for power and enthusiasm for destruction as Huang Hongsheng. The two of them were like-minded and hit it off in this dark corner. At the same time, this roar seemed to urge the conspiracy to be implemented as soon as possible. Every note was like a heavy drumbeat, hitting Huang Hongsheng's heart, making his already fanatical heart even more restless.

Huang Hongsheng heard the harsh sound, and a twisted smile instantly appeared on his face, and he laughed crazily again. He opened his mouth wide, and his laughter surged out like a flood, rushing through the dead silence of the subspace. In that laughter, there was a sense of pride at the prospect of success. He seemed to have seen the earth trembling under his feet, and humans were reduced to ants at his mercy under his control; in that laughter, there was also a sense of indifference to the fate of mankind. In his eyes, billions of lives were nothing more than tools to realize his ambitions, and ants that could be trampled on at will.

He laughed so hard that he fell backwards and his body shook violently. Every time he shook, it seemed as if wisps of dark breath came out of his pores and spread around. These evil breaths seemed to have life. They twisted and entangled, eroding the originally pure darkness of the subspace bit by bit, making it even more turbid and suffocating. At this moment, Huang Hongsheng had become the spokesperson for evil, standing with the Yabo people, becoming the twin evils in the dark corner of the universe. Their existence was the greatest blasphemy against light and peace, and the dark breath that continued to spread was their declaration of war to the entire universe, foreshadowing that a shocking catastrophe was about to come, and the future of mankind was shrouded in an unprecedented haze.

At the same time, in a corner of the blue planet Earth, the lights in the Victory Team base were bright, and the atmosphere was solemn but full of hope, like new shoots breaking through the ground in spring. In the huge conference room, the electronic screen flickered, reflecting the aerial images of the ruins of the city. The broken walls were shocking, which were the painful scars left after the monster Demos wreaked havoc.

Captain Yang Xue stood tall and straight in front of the conference table like a pine tree. She wore a specially made team uniform, and the slim fit outlined her agile figure. Her eyes were as firm as the brightest stars in the night sky, and her neat short hair made her look more capable. Every strand of her hair seemed to tell of the hardships and responsibilities she had experienced. Every nod, every glance cast on the map, was full of unquestionable determination, as if as long as she stood there, she could dispel the haze in the hearts of the team members and light up the road to reconstruction.

Lin Feng, who stood next to her, was tall and straight like a poplar, with a bright gaze that showed wisdom and courage. He held a stack of detailed information on the damaged areas of the city tightly in his hands. The paper rustled slightly in his powerful hands. It was the result of his hard work in the past few days of working non-stop to go deep into the disaster area, conduct field surveys, and combine satellite data to compile the data. He looked down from time to time, circled and marked key points with the pen in his hand, and made careful preparations for his speech. He looked so focused that it seemed as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him. His eyes were only focused on the pursuit of excellence in the reconstruction plan.

Huang Xuelian sat aside, with a pretty face and gentle and tenacious eyes. Her fingers tapped the table lightly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if her fingertips were having a silent conversation with the table, expressing her inner thoughts. Her brows were furrowed, as if she was thinking about the difficulties of reconstruction, from the order of clearing the ruins, the preparation of building materials, to the healing of the psychological trauma of residents, every detail was spinning and biting in her mind like a gear. Occasionally she looked up at her teammates, and the exchange of eyes conveyed tacit understanding and trust. Everyone tacitly understood that they were all working for the same goal - to revive the city.

The other team members also looked focused, sitting or standing around the conference table, discussing the reconstruction plan of the city destroyed by the monster Demos. Some team members frowned, pointed to the worst-hit areas on the electronic map, and raised the problem of resource allocation with concern; some team members looked eager, waving their tablets, showing their own sketches of temporary resettlement areas, and excitedly explaining the advantages; and some team members took careful notes, neatly transcribing every valuable opinion and every innovative idea, for fear of missing a ray of hope. In this tense and warm atmosphere, although there are many difficulties, everyone works together to form a powerful force, bravely moving forward towards the dawn of rebuilding their homes, and firmly believes that human tenacity will make the city revitalized again.

"According to the current assessment, the eastern district has suffered the most serious damage, and a large amount of infrastructure needs to be rebuilt from scratch." A team member said worriedly, pointing to an electronic map.

"Energy supply is also a big problem. Two of the previous power stations were completely destroyed and it will be difficult to restore them to their original levels in the short term," added another team member.

Captain Yang Xue nodded slightly and said calmly: "Everyone is right. The reconstruction work is difficult, but when has our Victory Team ever been afraid? The reconstruction of the East District will start with residential housing. Contact surrounding cities to allocate construction materials and ensure that the people have a place to live as soon as possible. In terms of energy, activate the backup energy station and speed up the advancement of new energy research and development projects."

Lin Feng stood up straight, glanced firmly at his teammates sitting around the conference table, cleared his throat, and his loud voice broke the silence: "I suggest setting up several special teams to be responsible for engineering construction, material allocation, and residents' comfort, so as to improve efficiency and solve problems one by one." As he spoke, he projected the electronic materials in his hand onto the big screen. A detailed mind map unfolded slowly, and branches of different colors clearly marked the responsibilities of each team, the personnel composition, and the expected phased goals.

Under the engineering construction branch, the contact information of the construction team, the estimated usage of various types of building materials and the construction progress schedule are listed; the material allocation section is accurate to the source, transportation route and warehousing time node of each batch of relief materials; the resident comfort item covers the formation of a team of psychological experts, the recruitment and training of community volunteers, and the details of the comfort plan for the affected people of different age groups.

As Lin Feng presented his plan, everyone's eyes gradually focused, their eyes shone brighter, and they nodded in agreement. Captain Yang Xue nodded slightly, her eyes full of recognition and appreciation for Lin Feng's plan, and she was the first to speak: "Lin Feng's proposal is very comprehensive. This fine division of labor can not only give full play to everyone's expertise, but also allow the reconstruction work to proceed in an orderly manner. I think it's settled, let's start to form a team immediately."

The team members responded one after another, discussing the specific personnel allocation. The team member in charge of engineering construction patted his chest and assured: "I have several long-term cooperation construction companies. They are experienced and can definitely complete the task on time and with quality." The member of the material allocation team immediately said: "I will coordinate with surrounding cities and major rescue organizations to ensure that the supply of materials can keep up." Huang Xuelian, who was responsible for comforting the residents, also said softly: "I will contact the psychological assistance center and organize a group of professional volunteers to carry out psychological counseling as soon as possible to help everyone regain confidence."

For a while, the discussion in the conference room became more and more heated. Everyone expressed their opinions, and the sparks of thinking illuminated the way forward. Everyone's face was full of determination and perseverance. They worked together to rebuild their homes, regardless of the fatigue brought by continuous fighting. The clock on the wall ticked, recording the passage of time and witnessing this determination of unity.

However, just as they were fully committed to the reconstruction plan, in the subspace deep in the distant universe, Huang Hongsheng was conspiring with the Yabo people. Huang Hongsheng controlled the new energy vehicles that concealed evil devices and quietly launched them to the earth. A new crisis that he carefully planned to control the human mind and subvert the order of the earth was approaching silently like a beast lurking in the dark. In the Victory Team base, there was still a scene of heated discussion. They had not yet noticed that the shadow of danger had quietly enveloped them, which was about to cast a haze on the hope of reconstruction and test the tenacity and wisdom of mankind.

A few days later, reconstruction work on Earth was in full swing. In the ruins of the city, cranes waved their long arms, transport vehicles shuttled back and forth, and workers sweated profusely. The busy figures intertwined into a picture of reconstruction full of hope. Although the residents were temporarily living in temporary resettlement sites, their eyes were full of longing for their future homes. Children laughed and played in the open space, temporarily forgetting the pain of the disaster.