Bad luck plagues him, he refuses to become a Kamen Rider.

"How much longer can we hold out?"

He gazed at Manatsu, who was eating breakfast at a table in the shop, and thought to himself.

Once this temporary return of affection fades, he will revert to his previous indifferent demeanor.

Yu Xing's mind was in turmoil until a steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth.

Yuuki snapped out of his daze, and saw Manatsu looking at him slyly.

Without a doubt, that steamed bun was her creation.

"What are you thinking about? Your expression changed so quickly."

Manatsu circled Yuuki halfway around, staring intently into his eyes.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking about the journey ahead, maybe I'll see some different scenery."

Yuuki chuckled, and Manatsu shifted her attention, starting to fantasize about the journey ahead. Yuuki gazed at her tenderly, without saying a word.

"Ring ring!"

Just as the two were lost in thought, the wind chimes at the door rang.

Knowing that guests had arrived, the two immediately went forward to greet them, but Yu-Xing's face fell when she saw who they were.

"Why is it you?"

The people who arrived were Guihu and Eiji.

"What? You're not welcoming us?"

Guihu raised an eyebrow and looked at Manatsu: "Ms. Manatsu, please bring me a plate of breakfast."

When a customer comes in, Zhenxia perks up and runs quickly to the kitchen.

The three of them took their seats, where tea had been prepared beforehand. Guihu poured three cups, his eyes becoming sharp.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Seeing Takato's appearance, Yuuki knew that something big had happened.

For the past two weeks, they've had it too easy. The alien games have been taken back one by one, and all the illegal sellers of the lock seeds have been arrested.

The influence of Helheim on the real world is gradually decreasing.

And often, the calmest times are when big things happen.

Guihu's next words confirmed this: "Lingma is missing."

He looked at Yuuki and found that Yuuki was not particularly surprised, as if she had expected it.

Yuuki put down his teacup. The surprised look on Guihu's face made him smile: "When I saw the information you gave me, I knew that Lingma definitely wanted to do something extraordinary."

Yuuki paused for a moment, whetting their appetites, before continuing, "He might also be involved in promoting the Otherworlder game and Driver."

The report was so detailed that it was as if Lingma had known all along and had specifically investigated the situation of the people who owned the Driver.

This defies common sense.

"I'm sorry, it was my oversight."

Guihu sighed. He had thought about Lingma's matter, but his experiences over the years had made him suppress that strange feeling.

After Manatsu served the food early, the group stopped discussing it and Yuuki started eating first.

"Eat first, and then we'll go see what's going on."

......

The private laboratory of Sengoku Ryoma, located on the third basement floor of the World Tree Foundation.

Without Lingma as its master, this place is no longer impregnable. Guihu has gained most of the control of the World Tree Foundation and easily entered this place.

There wasn't much difference from the last time I came here; all the instruments were still running normally. Yu Xing was the first to notice the anomaly. He took two steps forward and came to the analyzer.

Standing in front of the precision analyzer, Yuuki frowned as he looked at the remaining data on the screen.

Most of the data inside had been destroyed, with only some unimportant lock-seed research reports deliberately left behind. However, Yuuki still sensed from the remaining data that Ryoma might be doing something extraordinary.

"When did he leave?" Yu Xing suddenly asked.

“It was early morning. His assistant said that he hadn’t come out of the lab since he entered last night. Then I checked the surveillance footage and found that he left the building alone at 3 a.m..”

“He already felt unsafe here.”

Yuuki understood Lingma's actions quite well. His good brother was gradually taking control of the entire conglomerate, and if he continued to stay here, his actions would soon be discovered by Takatora.

"Clearly, he doesn't want to turn back."

Yuuki looked at the empty petri dish, where he sensed a shared aura.

Guihu followed Youxing's gaze, but his eyes were fixed on another petri dish. He pointed to that petri dish, making everyone look over.

"The prototype of the Yellow Springs Lock Seed was originally stored here."

Guihu's expression was serious: "That's a lock that requires the user's life force to be extracted for transformation, it's extremely dangerous! No normal person could control that lock."

Yu Xing frowned; he seemed to understand what Ling Ma wanted to do.

"Is that guy trying to create a god?"

He looked at Guihu and asked him:

"Did Lingma use my blood for research?"

Guihu nodded, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

Yuuki was used as an experimental subject within the conglomerate in her early days, so it's quite normal for Ryoma to have Yuuki's blood.

But Yu Xing shook his head: "That guy is using my blood and this Yellow Spring Lock Seed to research something extraordinary."

After becoming the overlord, Yuuki discovered that his lifespan had been increased thousands of times compared to that of a normal person, which was unreasonable.

If Lingma knew this, then what he wanted to do was obvious.

Sengoku Ryoma is a genius, a genius without any moral bottom line.

"He will combine the two to create a Yellow Springs Lock Seed that can be used permanently."

Since the battle is fought at the cost of draining one's life force, such a significant negative effect often brings extremely powerful abilities.

A Yellow Springs Lock Seed that can be used indefinitely could very well bring disaster to the world.

"We must stop him!"

Guihu said in a deep voice.

Yuuki looked at Guihu with a complicated expression and asked, "Guihu, if you can't stop him, would you choose to kill him?"

Guihu froze, his heart filled with mixed emotions, unsure how to answer the question.

Could he really kill his friend of several years with his own hands?

"Why don't you just not go?"

Knowing that Takato couldn't make a choice, Eiji patted him on the shoulder.

He was initially hostile to Anku and felt almost the same pain in his heart, but fortunately Anku finally realized his mistake in time, though it was too late by then.

He still lost his friends, and he never returned to Yumemachi.

Guihu remained silent for a moment, then shook his head firmly: "I must go, regardless of whether he turns back or not."

The three of them left the World Tree Foundation together, standing at the entrance, unsure of where to go.

"If Rin were here, that guy could use the Metropolitan Police Department's resources to find Ryoma's trail very quickly."

Guihu stared at the darkening sky and kicked a pebble on the road.

But Yu Xing smiled and said with certainty, "I know where he's going."

The other two looked at him, and Yuuki gave the answer: "He will go to find Kaito the Demon Hunter."

Based on Lingma's understanding of Kaito Kamen, he knew that the two were the same type of people.

For the sake of power, Kaito Kakumon will definitely agree to Ryoma's request.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Guihu's phone rang.

He answered the phone, listened for a few words, and his expression changed drastically.

After hanging up the phone, Guihu spoke faster.

"It's Kouta Kazuha. He said Kaito went missing this morning, and the Baron Dance Company has searched everywhere but can't find him."

Just as Yuuki had predicted, she thought for a moment, then strode outside.

"Where?"

Eiji asked.

“Go to the Metropolitan Police Department. Although Rin is missing, he still holds his position, and I have other help.”

Since Rin Ichijo has disappeared... then come out! I choose you, Kaoru Ichijo!

.......

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Zeya City, in an abandoned factory

The demon-patterned cloak leaned against the rusty wall, holding a cloak in each hand, its purple and yellow hues alternating in its eyes.

Footsteps echoed through the empty factory, and Zhanji Lingma emerged from the shadows with a gentle smile on his face.

"So, how about it? Want to cooperate with me?"

Jiedou looked up and stared at him coldly: "You think you can make me believe you with a Lockseed of unknown origin?"

After hearing this, Ling Ma smiled, a very happy smile.

“Do you know? That’s exactly why I chose you.” He pushed up his glasses. “Kuzuha Kouta is too naive, Kurejima Takatora is too upright, only you, Kazuma Kaito, only you understand what the true rules of survival are.”

“Survival of the fittest.” Ling Ma walked up to him. “But the problem now is, you’re not the predator, you’re just the prey. That man named Youxing defeated you with a C-rank Lockseed. Do you think you still have the right to talk about the word ‘strong’?”

What are you trying to say?

Mentioning this matter, Quwen Jiedou's expression grew even colder, his gaze filled with a desire to devour Lingma alive.

"I want to say that I can give you real power."