Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

Shotaro knew that if he could defeat the Madoka family, he might be able to free Fuuto from the poison of the Gaia Memory and restore the city to its former peace and tranquility.

However, with his current strength, he was utterly powerless against the Madoka family and had no chance of defeating this powerful enemy.

Thinking of this, he felt that his strength was so insignificant, like an ant trying to shake a big tree, unable to protect the people he wanted to protect, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

“I just carefully examined the Gaia Impact Plan of the Madoka family,” Philip suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming with wisdom that seemed to pierce through all the fog and reveal the essence of things.

He spoke slowly, his voice calm and steady, as if stating an objective fact: "Perhaps this is actually a good thing for humanity."

"What did you say? Hey, Philip, are you being misled?" Upon hearing this, Shotaro became uneasy, leaning forward slightly and staring intently at Philip, his eyes filled with worry.

In Shotaro's mind, the museum organization is a cancer in Fuuto; everything they do is to satisfy their own selfish desires, bringing endless disasters to the city.

Therefore, their plan could not possibly be a good thing, absolutely not!

“While I don’t think turning everyone on Earth into a dopant would be considered evolution for humanity,” Philip tilted his head, his expression serious and earnest, his eyes revealing deep thought about the issue, “it would certainly improve humanity’s future resilience to harsh environments.”

In a way, Sonozaki Ryubei was actually right.

He objectively analyzed the pros and cons of the Gaia Impact Plan, trying to help Shotaro understand the complexity of the plan. After all, everything has two sides and cannot be generalized.

In Gaia Impact's plan, Sonozaki Ryuhei had his own reasons for wanting to turn Philip into a super-intelligent program.

On one hand, it is to reduce Wakana's burden so that she can better utilize her abilities and no longer be bound by excessive burdens; on the other hand, it is to use Philip's powerful computing ability to screen out the most suitable and matching memory for each person in the world at once, and then use Wakana's ability to create the corresponding memory, turning everyone into a hybrid.

Therefore, Philip's super-selection process is essential for the Gaia Impact to be completed. Without Philip, the plan cannot be implemented smoothly, just like a sophisticated machine that is missing a key part and cannot function at all.

"Idiot, what are you saying!" Shotaro shouted urgently, his face turning bright red like a ripe tomato, his eyes filled with anger as if they were about to breathe fire.

He was afraid that his partner would believe the lies of the Madoka family, after all, the actions of the Madoka family had already plunged Fuuto into dire straits.

"That guy who deeply hurt Fuuto and acted recklessly without any regard for the feelings of ordinary people is wrong!" He felt that the Sonozaki family's plan was selfish, that they were pursuing their own ambitions without regard for the lives of others, and that such behavior was absolutely unforgivable and must be resolutely resisted.

"Well said, Shotaro." Philip smiled and looked up. His smile was bright and warm, like the winter sun, dispelling the gloom in Shotaro's heart.

"Huh?" Shotaro was a little confused, his eyes wide open as he looked at Philip with a puzzled expression, completely unexpected that Philip would suddenly agree with him.

In his memory, Philip always had his own unique way of thinking, and sometimes he would even put forward some views that were hard to understand.

“In the end,” Philip said, clearly understanding the situation and being quite rational, without the scenario Shotaro had feared, “this is just wishful thinking on the part of Sonozaki Ryubei, which elevates personal interests to the level of collective interests.”

Not everyone is willing to become a dopant. Everyone has their own choices and thoughts. Their initial intentions may be good, but their personal will cannot be regarded as the collective will of humanity.

As he said this, he couldn't help but smile slightly. It turned out that he was just teasing Shotaro and wanted to see how anxious Shotaro would get.

"You little rascal!" Shotaro quickly realized what was happening and a smile appeared on his face. He laughed and chased after Philip, the air filled with a joyful and sweet atmosphere.

Their laughter echoed in the room, as if dispelling all the gloom and filling the room with warmth and joy.

……

Boom! After a deafening clap of thunder, the peaceful atmosphere in a deserted street corner of Fengdu was instantly shattered, and a torrential downpour began.

The raindrops poured down like beads from a broken string, pounding wildly on the ground and splashing up sparkling water droplets.

A man wearing a tattered red leather jacket was covered in whip marks, each wound a shocking sight, as if telling the story of the brutal battle he had just endured.

He collapsed in the corner, his body curled up like a wounded little animal, his consciousness gradually fading, as if he were about to fall into endless darkness.

A very heavy sword was stuck beside the man, its blade gleaming coldly, as if warning everything around it.

The surrounding area was riddled with craters, and the walls were covered with bullet holes and charred explosion marks, suggesting a fierce battle had taken place here, as if it had once been a brutal battlefield.

"Terui?" In his weather-mixed state, Isaka Shinkuro pulled out police identification from the jacket of the man who was powerless to resist him. He skillfully tucked the whip back into his waistband, crossed his arms, and revealed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Looking at the name "Terui Ryu," he suddenly thought of something, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "Ah, I remember now, you're Terui Yuji's son, aren't you?"

No wonder they attacked me so recklessly.

In his view, Terui Ryu was overestimating himself; with his current strength, he was no match for him at all.

“However,” Isaka Shinkuro continued, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with contempt, “since you’ve come to this city, as a police officer, you should be quite knowledgeable about the existence of the Gaia Memory and supernatural crimes.”

"You don't even have the power of a memory core, yet you dare to seek revenge on me. How utterly foolish... Hmm? Has he already passed out?" After speaking for a while, Isaka Shinkuro found that Terui Ryu was completely unresponsive, like a lifeless corpse.

He frowned, feeling rather bored, and thought that such an opponent was not worth his time and energy, so he prepared to end the life of this fool.

He slowly raised his hand, preparing to launch an attack, a cruel glint in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, a blue birdman flew in from the sky; it was none other than Kamen Rider Nazca.

Sudo Kirihiko unfurled his wings of light, his speed suddenly increasing, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky. He wielded a longsword and slashed at Isaka Shinkuro.

At the same time, Sudo Kirihiko activated the scarf-like cloth, attempting to entangle Isaka Shinkuro. His eyes were filled with determination, resolved to bring this villain to justice and contribute to the peace of Fuuto.

"What?" Isaka Shinkuro frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected an opponent to suddenly appear.

He quickly used the whirlwind to accelerate himself and skillfully avoided the restraints.

Bang! Bang! Bang! However, he did not expect that Sudo Kirihiko could accelerate even further. The scarf could not contain him, and Nazca's true form instantly approached and slashed at him seventeen times, with dazzling sparks bursting from his body.

He then realized what was happening, but the strike was not enough to seriously injure him. However, it enraged Isaka Shinkuro, whose face turned extremely ugly, like the sky before a storm. He roared, "Damn it!"

"Damn it!" With a wave of his hand, countless crimson, booming bolts of lightning struck down from the dark clouds in the sky.

The lightning bolts, like giant dragons, lunged at Nazca with a destructive force.

However, he could not hit Nazca, who was as swift as a ghost and left countless afterimages in the air. Nazca moved nimbly through the lightning, as if playing with it, and every dodge was just right.

Nazca even darted in and slashed at him several times, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. His body swayed, and he looked extremely disheveled, like a wild beast being attacked by a swarm of bees.

"It seems your reaction can't keep up with my speed at all." Seeing the defeated Isaka Shinkuro, Sudo Kirihiko laughed smugly. He raised his chin, his eyes full of confidence, as if victory was already in his grasp.

He raised his single-edged longsword and ran his finger along the blade, preparing to launch a new attack and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

“That’s right,” Isaka Shinkuro straightened his back, a sly glint in his eyes, as if he were plotting something.

A pile of ice shards fell from his body. It turned out that in addition to summoning lightning, he had also covered his body with a thin layer of ice armor and released freezing air to weaken the force and slow down the sword speed.

He felt he still had a chance to fight back and couldn't let Nazca defeat him like this, so he said coldly, "Your speed is indeed very fast, but your attacks are too weak, they don't hurt at all."

"What? What a troublesome fellow." Sudo Kirihiko frowned as he realized he hadn't inflicted any effective damage, inwardly cursing the situation.

However, Isaka Shinkuro really couldn't keep up with his speed, and that was enough. If he couldn't kill him in one strike, he would strike him ten, a hundred, or a thousand times. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

Immediately, Sudo Kirihiko rushed forward again and engaged Isaka Shinkuro in combat. His figure moved swiftly through the air, like a blue lightning bolt.

Meanwhile, Terujiro, who was standing to the side, had already been thrown back by the aftershocks of the battle and woke up in pain once again.

Watching the two monsters locked in fierce combat, Terui Ryu endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the two's inattention to make a strategic retreat. He staggered and swayed, but still managed to stagger away from the area.

After all, if he didn't escape, he would be killed by the special effects of thunder, hurricane, freezing air, hot wind, and light bullets, and his life would really be in danger.

After Terui Ryu secretly used "Nigerudayo," the battle between Nazca and the weather intensified, with both sides using all their skills and refusing to give an inch.

Just as Sudo Kirihiko was about to see the light of victory, a female Tyrannosaurus Rex sprang out from the ground. It was huge and menacing.

The sonic attack from the roar of the enraged dragon, along with the unavoidable magma energy blast, stunned Sudo Kirihiko, rendering him instantly unable to move.

Isaka Shinkuro didn't let this opportunity pass either. He and his accomplices gave Sudo Kirihiko a good beating. If Sudo Kirihiko hadn't run away as soon as he saw the situation was bad, he might have died there.

Seeing Sudo Kirihiko escape, Isaka Shinkurou, having deactivated his transformation, said somewhat unhappily, "Hmph, you got lucky, Sudo Kirihiko." Having speed-type abilities is disgusting; you can fight and run, and if an enemy is determined to escape, there's no way to stop them.

"Oh dear, it seems you're no match for the enemy, Dr. Isaka," Marina Tsumura said with a hint of sarcasm. She and Shinkuro Isaka were never on the same page.

It was only out of desperation that Marina colluded with him. After all, she was now both a fugitive wanted by the police and an experimental subject to be captured by the museum organization, making her unacceptable to both the underworld and the legitimate world of Fuuto. Moreover, due to the fusion experiment, her body was already severely damaged, and without Isaka Shinkuro, a special dopant doctor, it would be difficult for her to continue to maintain her life.

"Speed ​​doesn't mean everything," Shinkuro Isaka said with a cold laugh.

Although Sudo Kirihiko is fast, he is not that fast, and his body is very weak, so his attacks don't hurt.

If he could absorb a few more memories with area-of-effect attacks, develop some control skills, or improve his neural reflexes, he was confident that he could crush that annoying guy, Sudo Kirihiko, next time.

……

Bang bang bang! Hearing the urgent knocking, Akiko put down the cat-finding request she was preparing for Shotaro, wondering who could be knocking so late at night.

She strode to the door and called out loudly, "Coming, coming, welcome..."

Akiko opened the door, and a man covered in wounds collapsed into her arms. His heavy weight made her stagger, and she was so frightened that her voice trembled.

Chapter 368 Young Master, it's time to take your medicine.

"Huh?! I've never heard of such a thing!"

"What...what should we do?!" Akiko seemed a little flustered, almost throwing the person aside. Her hands were waving in the air, her eyes filled with panic.

She cried out in a panic, "Shotaro! Philip! Something terrible has happened! Come out quickly!"

"What's wrong? Why are you rushing around like that... Ah! What's wrong with this person?!"

Shotaro and Philip walked out of the cubicle together. When Shotaro saw the person in Akiko's hand, he panicked. His eyes widened and his face was full of surprise. "A dead person? Hey, Akiko, did you kill someone?"

"I don't know what happened either! How could I kill someone? As soon as I opened the door, this person fell into my arms!" Akiko said with a look of grief and indignation, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Shotaro, Aki, don't panic, this person isn't dead yet." Philip walked over holding a book, his eyes calm and focused, as if the chaos outside had nothing to do with him.

"Thank goodness, he's not dead." Akiko and Shotaro both breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere instantly eased.

Akiko loosened her grip on the person in her arms as well, and with a loud crash, the person's head hit the wall. Akiko jumped up in fright, like a startled rabbit.

“Uh…but, it’s hard to say now.” Philip’s expression became very subtle when he saw the bright red blood in the corner, and a hint of worry appeared in his eyes.

“Hey, Akiko, you…” Shotaro called out, a helpless expression on his face.

"Ahhh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!" Akiko panicked again, rubbing her hands together and looking guilty.

“However, Ripple has miraculous healing effects. Shotaro, you might be able to save him.” Philip looked at the two who were in a panic and reminded them again. His voice was like a beacon, pointing them in the right direction.

Upon hearing this, Shotaro immediately rushed over, pulled the unlucky guy up from the ground, took a deep breath, his life energy surged, golden ripples appeared, and he placed a palm against the man's chest.

The man seemed to be electrocuted, convulsing and splashing like a fish that had fallen onto the shore. Then, he opened his eyes with a murderous look and glared at everyone present.

His eyes were filled with anger and vigilance, like those of a wounded wild beast.

"Ah!" The horrifying scene made Akiko scream, her voice sharp and piercing, and she covered her eyes with her hands.

Shotaro wasn't afraid at first, but Akiko's sudden outburst startled him, causing his hand to tremble and he crashed into the wall with a "duang".

The man's face was contorted, his mouth slightly open, and before he could speak, he fainted again.

"Akiko!" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"... Shotaro and Akiko played around for a while before finally putting the unlucky guy on the bed and contacting Mr. Yami.

After all, although Shotaro and the others are gentle, they are not stupid. If an unknown person suddenly collapses at their doorstep, contacting the police is the right thing to do.

"Shotaro, we're very busy." Detective Makura's annoyed voice came in before he even entered the room. He walked hurriedly, his face showing impatience.