Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the deepest and most mysterious corner of the universe, there is a strange area called superspace by scientists. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, time and space seem to have fallen into chaos. In the endless darkness, only the star fragments shining with cold light seem to be telling the secrets of the birth of the universe.

Huang Hongsheng, an ambitious man with a head full of crazy ideas, stood alone in front of a huge and unimaginable main console in the center of the compressed space. The console was made of an unknown metal that emitted a faint light, and was covered with dense and intricate buttons, instrument panels and indicator lights. These indicator lights were just like Huang Hongsheng's extremely distorted state of mind, flickering irregularly, with a chaotic frequency, as if they were also feeling anxious about the impending destruction.

Huang Hongsheng was wearing a tight black protective suit with strange red patterns on it, which was a symbol he designed to highlight his so-called "grand ambitions". His face was thin and pale, and his deep eye sockets and bloodshot eyes were staring at the holographic projection screen in front of him. The screen was showing the scene of his evil plan to rule the world with new energy vehicles that could control people's minds and thoughts being gradually disintegrated.

The righteous force called the Victory Team, like an indestructible dawn, penetrated the dark conspiracy network that Huang Hongsheng had carefully woven for many years, and completely shattered his evil plan to use new energy vehicles to control people's minds and then rule the world. The news was like a heavy hammer, hitting Huang Hongsheng's heart hard. At that moment, he felt dizzy and the entire space seemed to be mocking him mercilessly.

Anger, like an enraged beast, suddenly awakened in his chest, charging forward with its fangs and claws bared; unwillingness, like a surging tide, surged up one after another, quickly drowning him. These two extremely negative emotions intertwined and entangled with each other, stirring up a storm in his body, causing every inch of his skin and every nerve to feel burning pain.

Finally, all the emotions converged to a breaking point, and a frantic roar was forced out from between his teeth. The roar seemed to carry a real force, like an invisible shock wave, which made the rock-hard special glass in the main control room buzz, as if the glass was also trembling under this force.

This roar filled with endless resentment was filled with hatred for the Victory Team. In Huang Hongsheng's eyes, the Victory Team was a group of people who didn't know how to live or die and showed up to ruin his plans. He had imagined countless times that he stood on top of the world, controlling the minds of billions of people and making them his slaves, but the Victory Team was like an insurmountable wall that shattered his beautiful dream. He hated their bravery, their resourcefulness, and their precise attacks, which were like swords piercing his vital points.

However, what was deeper and stronger than hatred was the despair and madness after the plan failed. For many years, he had betrayed his relatives and friends for this plan, traveled through the dark corners of the universe, searched for the most advanced technology and the most evil forces, and invested countless manpower, material resources, and financial resources. He almost gambled everything he had, but now, he ended up losing everything. He looked at the indicator light on the main console that kept flashing but was now useless, as if he saw his bleak future. The despair that penetrated his bones made him almost crazy.

"No! I will never accept this!" He roared, and the veins on his neck bulged like angry little snakes. His red eyes stared towards the Earth, and the anger in his eyes seemed to ignite the air, as if he really wanted to use this resentful look to burn the land that was blocking him to ashes. At this moment, he had completely lost his mind, and there was only one thought left in his mind: revenge, revenge at all costs. Even if it dragged the entire universe into an abyss of no return, he would make the Victory Team and the Earth pay a painful price for their "actions."

Huang Hongsheng's eyes were almost bloodshot due to anger and unwillingness, like two burning red fireballs, staring at the direction of the distant earth, his chest heaving violently, gasping for breath. Suddenly, as if struck by an evil thought, he turned around abruptly, the movement was as fast as lightning, bringing up a gust of wind, making the corners of his clothes rustle behind him.

Then, he took a big step and ran towards the control console not far away. Each step was huge and heavy, as if he wanted to pierce through the metal floor of the space. The "dong dong dong" footsteps echoed in the empty main control room, like the crazy drumbeat in his heart. His goal was clear - the control console that controlled the fate of the earth.

Finally arriving at the control console, Huang Hongsheng reached out to the complicated maze-like operation interface without hesitation. The interface was filled with densely packed buttons, knobs, touch screens, and indicator lights flashing in various colors. The lines were crisscrossed, and the codes were scrolling rapidly on the screen. It looked like an alien technology product in a science fiction movie. However, Huang Hongsheng knew it very well. After all, this was the key tool he had carefully prepared to rule the world.

At this moment, his hands were like two nimble venomous snakes, dancing rapidly on the operating interface. His fingers pressed buttons accurately, quickly rotated the knobs, slid and clicked on the touch screen at a dizzying speed, and input commands one after another. His eyes were focused and fanatical, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping onto the console, and evaporated instantly, leaving only a faint trace of water stains.

Huang Hongsheng stood in the cold and gloomy pressure space deep in the universe. The lights in the main control room flickered like ghost lights, reflecting his face distorted by despair. His eyes were bloodshot, staring at the screen flashing complex data in front of him. He knew in his heart that his plan to rule the world, which he had been planning for many years, had been ruthlessly crushed by the Victory Team. Now, he was undoubtedly standing on the edge of the cliff of failure, with an abyss of no return under his feet.

But the crazy obsession in Huang Hongsheng's bones, like a burning and never-extinguished black flame, drove him to never be willing to end up in vain. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white due to the force, as if he wanted to crush this invisible fate. Suddenly, his eyes locked on the inconspicuous but hidden red button on the console like a hungry wolf staring at its prey - that was the remote control switch for him to control the remaining new energy vehicles on the earth, and it was also his last remaining trump card.

At this critical moment of life and death, Huang Hongsheng's brain was working rapidly. Although he was full of anger and unwillingness, he knew that this was his last chance to fight back and he had to hit the target with one strike. He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb all the dark energy in this oppressive space into his lungs and inject crazy power into himself.

Then, he strode towards the control panel, his hands dancing like swift venomous snakes on the complicated maze-like operation interface. His fingertips jumped precisely between buttons, knobs, and touch screens, inputting a series of commands that he had practiced countless times in his mind. His eyes were focused and fanatical, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, splashing on the control panel and instantly turning into wisps of water vapor, as if the resentment and anger in his body were also evaporating.

With the last tap of his fingers, a command with endless destructive power, like a seed cursed by the devil, carrying all of Huang Hongsheng's resentment and madness, flew from this distant and mysterious space to the blue earth at high speed. This command crossed the vast universe, breaking the silence between the stars, as if roaring from the dark abyss, with a clear goal - to activate those new energy vehicles on the earth that are hidden in the dark, which are few in number but enough to cause chaos in the world.

Huang Hongsheng's face showed a hideous smile. He seemed to have seen the chaos of the earth: on the city streets, vehicles were running rampant, pedestrians were panicking, and cries and alarms were intertwined into a desperate movement. In his eyes, this was his revenge on the Victory Team. Even if it dragged the entire earth into an irreparable disaster, he would make those who destroyed his plan pay a heavy price and use the turmoil of the world to comfort his twisted heart. Little did he know that his crazy move was not only a declaration of war on mankind, but also pushed himself completely into the bottomless pit of sin and destruction.

At this time, in the heart of the city, in an underground garage that was usually inconspicuous, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange. The dim light seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand and began to flicker irregularly. The flickering light was like a will-o'-the-wisp dancing in the darkness, stretching every shadow in the garage from long to short, which made people shudder.

The new energy vehicles lurking here seemed to have received some mysterious and evil call. The headlights lit up in unison without warning. The pale light instantly pierced the darkness of the garage, like wild beasts that were suddenly awakened from the abyss of sleeping for thousands of years. They opened their cold eyes in the darkness, stared at the garage exit, and exuded a dangerous aura.

At first, there was a slight vibration from the ground, as if the earth was shaking restlessly, or as if these steel beasts were waking up, lazily stretching their muscles and bones, and making a subtle low hum. This vibration passed through the soles of the shoes and reached the soles of everyone present, making people feel nervous. Then, the sound of the wheels turning gradually gathered into a deafening roar, as if thousands of troops were galloping. The sound became louder and louder, more and more urgent, and continued to echo and amplify in this closed garage space, impacting people's eardrums.

The garage door began to shake under the impact of this powerful force. The metal door panel could not bear the weight and creaked painfully. Distorted marks spread across the door panel like hideous scars. Finally, with a dull thud, the door was forced open, and the broken chain fluttered in the air, like the last struggle of a desperate man.

In an instant, these vehicles driven by evil will rushed onto the streets like a surging tide, carrying endless destructive power. Their bodies shook violently, and the fronts of the cars were ramming in all directions in a twisted posture, as if they had completely lost their sense of direction, or as if they were controlled by a violent force, and they only knew to move forward, forward, and destroy everything that stood in their way.

The trash cans on the street were smashed into pieces, garbage was scattered all over the ground like flowers from heaven, plastic bottles rolled on the road, making a "gurgling" sound; the road signs were knocked down and hit the road with a "clang", splashing a cloud of dust, and the broken poles made a crisp "click" sound under the crushing of the vehicles; the store windows were shattered, and glass shards flew like icy rain, flashing cold light under the refraction of the sun, and the goods in the store were exposed and trampled mercilessly by the wheels.

On the main roads of the bustling city, the sun shines through the tall buildings, covering the streets with a golden veil. People are walking in a hurry, carrying their own thoughts and goals, rushing to work, shopping and leisure, or gathering with friends, like countless crisscrossing streams, converging into the city's throbbing pulse. The shops on the street are full of dazzling goods, and the shopkeepers are warmly greeting customers. The air is filled with the aroma of coffee, the sweet fragrance of bread, and the tempting aroma of various delicacies.

In this seemingly ordinary afternoon, a sharp and piercing alarm sounded suddenly without any warning, like a sharp blade, instantly slashing the harmony and tranquility of the city. The alarm first echoed between the tall buildings, and then quickly spread to every corner, like a roar from hell, making people's hearts tighten suddenly.

Before everyone could recover from the sudden shock, they saw new energy vehicles rushing towards them from all directions at a terrifying speed like out-of-control demons. The fronts of these vehicles were strangely twisted, as if they were bent by some violent and invisible force. The originally smooth and flowing bodies were now swaying violently, and the tires rubbed against the ground, producing pungent smoke and squeaks. They completely ignored the established traffic rules and threw the safety of pedestrians behind their backs.

The black car in the lead was speeding straight towards the crowded area like a wild horse. It had no intention of slowing down and instantly knocked over the neatly placed trash cans on the roadside. The trash cans drew an arc in the air, and the garbage was scattered like flowers from heaven. Plastic bottles, waste paper, fruit peels and other debris were scattered all over the ground, and some were even caught under the wheels, making a "crackling" sound. Then, it knocked down the roadside sign with its brutal impact. The metal sign made a loud "clang" sound when it fell to the ground, which hurt people's eardrums. The broken pole rolled and bounced on the ground, and was ruthlessly crushed by the following vehicles, making a crisp and heart-wrenching "crack" sound.

Not far away, a white SUV tilted its body and plunged into a shop window on the street. With a loud "crash", the solid window glass was instantly shattered, turning into countless sharp glass fragments, splashing all over the ground like icy rain. The exquisite goods displayed in the store were the first to be hit, suffering a devastating disaster. Expensive jewelry, exquisite crafts, and fashionable clothes were scratched by the glass fragments, and some were even crushed by the wheels and turned into a pile of waste. The store owner could only stare with horror and collapse in the corner, watching his hard work go to waste.

Panic spread rapidly among the crowd like wildfire. The people who were originally in a hurry were now in a mess. Some stood still, stunned by the disaster before their eyes, their minds were blank, as if they had lost the ability to think and act; some had weak legs and stumbled to try to escape, but they were panicked and fell to the ground frequently; others still shouted the names of their relatives and friends in extreme panic, their voices trembling and urgent, full of despair and helplessness, and the shouts were intertwined with the chaotic alarms, the roar of vehicles and the sound of objects breaking, forming a sad song of purgatory on earth.

A young mother was crossing the road with her young child. When the alarm sounded, she subconsciously held the child tightly behind her. However, a new energy vehicle rushed over at a very fast speed and was about to hit them. At this critical moment, a passing courier boy was quick-witted and dropped the package in his hand, flew towards the mother and child, and pushed them to the side of the road with his body. The courier boy himself did not have time to dodge, and was rubbed on the cheek by the rearview mirror of the car. Blood oozed out instantly, staining his collar red, but he ignored the pain and got up and was busy helping others evacuate.

At the same time, the traffic police on the street were also shocked by the sudden change, but they reacted quickly, blew their whistles, and tried to direct traffic and guide the crowd to evacuate. However, in the face of such a chaotic and out-of-control scene, their power seemed insignificant. Despite this, they still stayed at their posts, risking being hit by vehicles, and waved their batons vigorously, even if every wave could be the last fight for their lives.

In this chaos, no one knows what caused this disaster, and no one knows when it will end. The main roads of the city have become a horrible battlefield, and those innocent citizens are in dire straits, their fate hanging by a thread, and their lives are uncertain. This new energy vehicle runaway incident controlled by evil forces is like a nightmare, bringing unprecedented heavy damage to this prosperous city, and making people deeply realize how fragile and insignificant life is in the face of a huge crisis.