Light of Hyperjeton

"Taylor can't, I'm yours..." "Do you still know who you are? I know everything you did with Beria last night!" "Then you can't tell..." Wu Jin's consciousness was floating in chaos, and his mind kept echoing these terrible lines that were enough to make the Kingdom of Light furious and make the father of Ultra instantly activate his true power. He felt as if his head had been stepped on by ten thousand gomorras, as if he had been repeatedly ravaged by Leo's flying kicks, and then hit by Seven's jeep ten thousand times. The pain was excruciating and I felt dizzy. "Did I... Pass out?" He wanted to raise a question, to find out if he had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because he stayed up all night reading those Ultraman fanfics that ruined his childhood. "Dudududu!" However, when the instructions issued from the depths of his consciousness were transmitted to the vocal organs, they turned into a series of electronic sounds of unknown meaning. The voice was cold, mechanical, devoid of any human emotion. "What the hell?" This weird sound made Wu Jin's hair instantly explode, the remaining sleepiness was completely driven away, and his consciousness was as clear as ever! He suddenly "opened" his eyes, or in other words, he felt like he should have opened his eyes. But there was no familiar rental house in front of him, no webpage that had not been closed on the computer screen, and no instant noodle buckets and Coke cans scattered on the floor. What he saw was a hazy, translucent film. Outside the film, the light and shadow are hazy, as if separated by a layer of frosted glass. "What have I become?"