If You Don't Vote for Tiga, I Won't Save You If I Transform. Don't Scream.

On the world's largest tokusatsu website, a popularity contest for the hottest Ultraman is being held. Wang Lin, like a group of Zhongdeng, chose his favorite Bai Yueguang Tiga. But on the day the results were announced, Diga's name was not on the list at all. Diga's votes were maliciously suppressed to the bottom, and he didn't even make it into the top 100. Some people asked why Diga was not on the list, but netizens ridiculed him. "Is Tiga worthy? He's just a has-been old man!" "Stop trying to establish your presence, monster of feelings, your Diga is not even as good as a newbie!" "Sero is the invincible, right?" But no one knew that Wang Lin, who had traveled through time, really had a divine light stick, but because there were no monsters, he couldn't transform into Tiga. Until that day, the sky cracked open, and a ferocious beast stepped out of the crack, crushing half of the school with one foot. There were screams and cries. "Where's Ultraman? Monsters have appeared, why doesn't Ultraman come!" "Everyone is fine... Someone can save us..." No matter how much people wailed, none of the voting champions, the popular Xin'ao, or the names that were pushed to the top of the list appeared. The divine light rod in Wang Lin's hand was slightly warm and felt good in his hand. When everyone voted for someone else with their own hands. Everyone thinks Tiga is too old-fashioned. But when the world really needs a light—— "Diga!!!"