Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the future world, technology is changing with each passing day, but the power of darkness is also rising quietly. In this era full of unknowns and challenges, the brave warriors always stick to justice and hope.

Lin Feng, a brave and fearless young warrior, is now imprisoned in a mysterious glass container. This container stands in a dark and damp corner, surrounded by a strange atmosphere.

In the container, white smoke continued to pour out, as if it was the breath of a demon released from an endless abyss. The smoke quickly spread, filling the entire container space in an unstoppable manner. They were like a group of ghosts with bared fangs and claws, twisting and rolling wantonly, making the already limited vision even more blurred.

Lin Feng's eyes tried hard to penetrate the thick smoke, but the smoke seemed to have life, constantly blocking his sight. Every time he wanted to see the surrounding scene clearly, the smoke would gather in front of him more densely, leaving him with only a white chaos.

His breathing began to become rapid. Every time he inhaled, the smoke was like cold tentacles, going straight into his lungs along his nasal cavity and trachea, bringing waves of stinging and burning sensations. Lin Feng couldn't help coughing, and the sound echoed in this closed container, but it seemed so lonely and helpless.

His body pressed against the inner wall of the container, trying to find a little support and comfort. However, the cold and hard wall just ruthlessly conveyed the chill, making his heart sink a little bit. Lin Feng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Under the lingering smoke, the beads of sweat seemed to be endowed with a mysterious color, flashing with a strange light.

His eyes were full of anger and indomitable will. Despite the difficult situation, the fire in his heart showed no sign of being extinguished. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the source of the continuous smoke, as if he wanted to burn all the evil with his eyes.

In this suffocating smoke, Lin Feng felt an unprecedented loneliness and fear. But he knew that he could not give in and be swallowed by this unknown fear. He was a warrior, a warrior fighting for justice and light. No matter what difficulties he faced, he must stick to his beliefs and find a way out.

Time seemed to be extremely long in this smoky prison, and every second was like a torture. But Lin Feng's will was as firm as steel. He silently swore in his heart that he must break through the fog, uncover the conspiracy behind it, return to the light, and continue to fight to protect the world.

At this moment, the witch's harsh voice echoed in this small space like a sharp arrow: "I don't want adults' dreams. Eating adults' dreams will only upset my stomach!" The voice seemed to carry some kind of twisted magic, hitting the walls around, and bounced back, hitting Lin Feng's eardrums again and again.

The witch's tone was strange and full of contempt, and every word was like venom squeezed out of her teeth. There was a kind of crazy pleasure in her voice, as if she was enjoying Lin Feng's predicament and enjoying her own claim of spitting on the adults' dreams.

Lin Feng's eyes were wide open, burning with rage. His face was flushed with anger, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like angry earthworms. He shouted loudly: "Stop!" These two words roared out of his mouth, carrying the justice and determination deep in his heart.

However, his powerful roar did not frighten the witch at all. Instead of stopping her evil deeds, the witch seemed to be stimulated by Lin Feng's anger and became even more rampant. Her dry lips opened, revealing a mouthful of uneven yellow teeth, and she laughed even more wantonly and arrogantly.

"Hahaha!" The witch's laughter was sharp and shrill, like the cry of a night owl, and it kept echoing in this confined space. There was no warmth in her laughter, only deep malice and mockery. "You think your shouting can stop me? You are so naive, poor fellow!"

The witch laughed wildly while speeding up the movement of releasing smoke from her hands. The white smoke surged out from an unknown source like a flood that broke through a dam, spreading rapidly and making the visibility around Lin Feng even lower.

Lin Feng's vision was heavily obscured by the smoke, but he still stared at the witch, as if he wanted to pierce her with his eyes. His chest rose and fell violently, and every breath was trembling with anger. "You evil guy, you will be punished for what you did!" Lin Feng roared again.

The witch ignored his warning, her laughter became more and more crazy, and her eyes flashed with madness. "Punishment? In my world, I am the master! And you are just an ant that can't struggle!"

Lin Feng clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. The anger in his heart burned even more vigorously, which was anger at the witch's evil deeds, and even more unwilling to see justice being trampled on. But in this difficult situation, his faith did not waver at all. He secretly swore in his heart that no matter what the cost, he would stop the witch and save everything in crisis.

At this time, the entire glass container was completely covered by white mist. The thick white smoke was like a surging tide, filling every inch of space. Lin Feng was in it and was instantly swallowed by the thick mist.

Lin Feng was choking and had difficulty breathing. Every time he inhaled the pungent smoke, he felt like a burning sword pierced his throat and then raged all the way to his lungs. His lungs seemed to be burning, and the burning pain spread from the inside out. Every breath seemed to be in great pain. He couldn't help but cough violently, and his body kept shaking because of the coughing, as if he had to cough out all his internal organs to relieve the unbearable torture.

However, despite the great pain his body was in, Lin Feng's eyes remained firm. He tried to open his eyes in the white smoke, without any fear or retreat. His firm eyes were like the stars in the night sky that never went out, shining with unyielding light in the darkness.

In this almost blinding smoke, Lin Feng's eyes were fixed on the magic stick on the table. The magic stick emitted a faint but unique light, like a ray of hope in the darkness, although small, it was enough to become his motivation to persevere.

He did not dare to take his eyes off the light for a moment, as if once he looked away, this last hope would disappear in the endless fog. Lin Feng had only one thought in his mind, which was to get the magic stick and use its power to get rid of the current predicament and defeat evil.

He struggled to move forward, and every step he took required tremendous effort. The irritation of the smoke made his eyes tear up and his vision blurred, but he relied on his tenacious will and his memory of the location of the magic stick to get closer little by little.

Lin Feng's heartbeat was particularly clear in this silent and dangerous environment, and the rapid beating seemed to cheer for his determination. The pain brought by every breath was like a test, and he chose to face it with strength.

The smiling faces of the people he had protected kept appearing in his mind. Those eyes full of trust and expectation became the source of his strength to move forward. "I can't fall down like this, I still have a mission to complete!" Lin Feng said to himself in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to move forward in the heavy smoke. The magic stick on the table was getting closer and closer, and he seemed to see the dawn of victory before his eyes. As long as he reached out, he could grasp this last hope.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, in a dimly lit child's room, the surrounding walls seemed to be swallowed by darkness, leaving only the faint moonlight penetrating through the gaps in the curtains. The carousel that had been quietly placed in the corner suddenly began to turn slowly without any warning.

The child was sleepy and had a sweet smile in his sleep. But now, he looked like he was possessed, his eyes became empty and lifeless, as if his soul was instantly taken away. His originally pink and cute face lost its life, and he sat up stiffly from the bed, mechanically put on his shoes, and walked out of his room step by step.

He stepped into the silent and deserted streets in the middle of the night. The cold wind whistled past him, but it failed to make him tremble or pause in the slightest.

On the street, children walked out of different houses one after another. Some children were wearing pajamas, and some were even barefoot. They seemed to be unaware of everything around them. Their steps were uniform, and the distance and rhythm of each step were surprisingly similar. Their expressions were dull like puppets, and their eyes lacked the agility and curiosity that children should have, as if they were controlled by an invisible force.

The children gathered into a stream, moving forward silently. The moonlight shone on them, reflecting an eerie silence. Their footsteps echoed in the empty streets, breaking the tranquility of the night, but with a creepy rhythm.

The crowd continued to grow, and the children huddled close to each other, without communication or crying, but with consistent steps and empty eyes. They walked towards the unknown depths of darkness, as if summoned by some mysterious force in the darkness, and walked towards the abyss full of unknown and fear without hesitation.

In the base, Yang Xue, the strong and brave female soldier, also fell into a strange state. She was dazed and confused, wearing slings and preparing to leave the base with unsteady steps. In the corridor of the base, other team members noticed her abnormality.

"Yang Xue, what's wrong with you?" the team members asked with concern. They went forward to shake Yang Xue's body, but unexpectedly, Yang Xue's body suddenly went limp and she fainted on the ground. The team members were extremely anxious and quickly carried her to the lounge nearby.

After a long time, Yang Xue slowly woke up. There was still a trace of confusion in her eyes, but she still tried to report to the director Li Ke: "I ate the lollipop given by the witch. An old woman dressed up as a witch and distributed lollipops to the children." Li Ke frowned and asked seriously: "In the end, you also got the candy?" The other team members also asked anxiously: "Did you eat it?" Yang Xue was silent for a moment, and finally nodded gently, acquiescing.

At this time, another team member said worriedly: "Will the children who ate those candies end up like Yang Xue?" Li Ke's face became more serious. He immediately gave an order: "Immediately contact the nearby patrol members and do everything possible to find those children!"

At this time, Yang Xue gradually came to her senses. She suddenly remembered Lin Feng: "Lin Feng went to investigate that witch." Li Ke asked hurriedly: "Where is Lin Feng?"

On the other side, Lin Feng in the glass container was still struggling in pain. He tried to break through the heavy smoke, but found that his strength was gradually weakening. Every breath became more difficult, but the belief in his heart never wavered.

At this time, another team member came to Lin Feng's room to check. The room was empty, with only the pumpkin demon mask that Lin Feng had used before lying alone on the ground. The team members hurried back to the base and reported to everyone: "Lin Feng is not in the room, we only found this." Yang Xue heard the news and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? He came back with me."

Just when everyone was caught in anxiety and confusion, team member Li Ming shouted in panic: "Oh no, the space in the center of the magnetic field has begun to distort, like a concave black hole!" At the same time, a huge pumpkin head slowly emerged from the ground in the center of the magnetic field.

On the streets late at night, countless children seemed to be attracted by an invisible gravity and walked towards the twisted space. There was no expression on their faces, like puppets without souls.

After learning the news, Yang Xue and other team members quickly drove the Victory to the center of the magnetic field. When they arrived above the magnetic field, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. The huge pumpkin head on the ground emitted a strange light, as if calling the lost children.

Yang Xue decisively piloted the Victory to land. Team members jumped off the plane and rushed to the children. One team member climbed over the railing and tried to stop the children from moving forward. Yang Xue also came around the children and shouted loudly: "Children, go home quickly, wake up!" However, the children seemed to be unable to hear her voice at all, and still lined up in a long queue, one after another, and walked into the mouth of the pumpkin head.

Above the pumpkin head, the witch reappeared. She waved her magic wand triumphantly and shouted: "Look, adults are enemies. Adults always hinder children from making choices. Adults want to take away children's dreams and freedom!" Her laughter echoed in the night sky, making people shudder.

Yang Xue's eyes were wide open and her pretty face flushed with anger. She ordered the other team members at the top of her lungs: "Knock down that witch!" Her voice was full of determination and courage, with unquestionable majesty.

When the team members heard Yang Xue's order, they raised their weapons without hesitation. In an instant, the scopes of various guns were all aimed at the arrogant witch in the air. Then, dense gunshots rang out, and bullets whizzed towards the witch like raindrops.

The witch was laughing wildly, thinking she had won. However, a bullet hit her shoulder accurately. After being shot, the smug look on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by fear and panic. She screamed and turned around and ran away in fear, her black cloak fluttering in the wind.

But the crisis was not resolved, and the children continued to walk into the pumpkin head. The huge pumpkin head seemed to have an irresistible magic, attracting the children like moths to a flame.

The children's faces were still expressionless, their eyes were empty, their steps were mechanical, and they were unaware of everything around them. Even though the witch had fled, they did not stop, and walked towards the open mouth of the pumpkin head one after another.

The pumpkin head's mouth emits a strange light, as if urging the children to speed up. Every child who walks into the pumpkin head's mouth will instantly disappear in the light, which is creepy.

Yang Xue and her team members were extremely anxious. They continued to try to stop the children from moving forward while thinking about how to deal with this crisis. Time was running out, and every second that passed could put more children in unknown danger.