Ultraman: from the Silver Tribe to the Legend of the Multiverse

The feeling of death, Lin Muyang thought it would be a long darkness. However, when he opened his eyes again, there was endless light in front of him. It was a kind of brilliance that could not be described in words - the golden light was overwhelming, and thousands of iridescent colors were reflected from the transparent crystal ground under the feet. The huge plasma spark tower in the distance was like an artificial sun, illuminating the entire space like a mythical heaven. There is a certain kind of warm energy in the air, and every breath is like drinking warm honey water, which warms all the way from the chest to the limbs. "Here is..." Lin Muyang's voice changed. It was no longer the slightly hoarse baritone of the twenty-six-year-old programmer, but a voice that was clearer and had a certain metallic texture. He looked down at his hands Silver. The slender fingers are covered with silver-white carapace, and the joints are inlaid with light blue energy lines, flowing slightly under the light. His hands were shaking, not because of fear, but because of the completely unfamiliar touch coming from his fingertips. "Ding - Congratulations to the host for successfully integrating Ultraman genes, the system is officially activated." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.