Knight Asylum

U walked up, his face serious.

"Red, it's sudden, but you can't go on like this. You... might die."

"Eh?" Red was stunned and then touched his body up and down, "I feel fine now. Ah... Oh, by the way, I just saw some pictures. They seemed to be things that happened to me in this timeline."

"You're fine this time, but I may not be able to do that next time," U raised his hand and made a hook. The holographic image fell offline, and a familiar body analysis diagram appeared in front of Reid.

"Remember what I said before? Aguru is changing your body every day, making you closer to Kuuga. This process is irreversible."

"I know," Red nodded, "but I feel sober."

The analysis chart clearly showed that the neurotic tentacles released from Yaguru's belt had now reached his brain, but he showed no signs of losing himself.

“Yes, you have already controlled Kuuga’s power, and there is no need to worry about you becoming a fighting weapon without a self, but... this has become a sword of Damocles hanging over your head,” U pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Although I don't know how it was done, you still remember the memories of the last two timelines. Your memories affect your body, and Agul is adjusting it according to your physical condition. The memories of the three timelines..."

"I'm sorry, could you please explain it in plain language?" Red raised his hand and complained weakly, "Or you can tell me the consequences."

He seemed to understand what U said, but at the same time, he seemed to understand nothing.

"..."

"To put it simply, Aguru is upgrading your CPU, which is your brain. However, due to the memory of you using the power of the Kuuga in multiple timelines, Aguru feels that your brain has a lot of experience and is even several versions behind, so he decided to upgrade it all at once..."

"But that's what Yaguru thinks after all. In fact, your brain itself has not experienced that."

"If, memories like that continue to increase."

U stretched out a finger and touched Red's forehead.

"Your CPU will be burned out by Agul's energy in a certain timeline."

"It is not impossible to simply become the ultimate darkness without a self."

U paused and smiled bitterly.

"If you were just an ordinary person, you wouldn't have to face such danger."

Chapter 336 It must be Yaguru’s fault!

In the park, Red sat on a bench looking at the children laughing near the fountain. He let out a long breath and couldn't help complaining.

"So I'm the type with a bad brain?"

Xiao Xing, who was sitting quietly beside Reid, couldn't help but chuckle. She raised her hand and tucked her hair, which was dancing mischievously in the wind, behind her ears, "Why do you think so?"

"Ah... Because you see U said that, your CPU can't handle it, it's going to burn out, just the memories of the three timelines have become like this."

"Red, you shouldn't belittle yourself like this. You're more capable than you think." Xiao Xing reached out and gently stroked Red's face and soothed him softly, "You're just too tired."

As she spoke, Xiao Xing hooked her arms around Red's neck and half-forced Red's body down. Red wanted to resist, but he couldn't get away from Xiao Xing so he had to obediently lie on Xiao Xing's thighs. The soft touch and the faint smell of grass made Red want to bury his face in it and breathe hard.

But after Red briefly imagined the scene, he felt it was too perverted.

This is a public place, why would he have such an idea?

Well, it must be because Aguru is forcibly upgrading his brain!

Damn Yaguru, do you really want him to lose his humanity?

"Red, how long has it been since you had a good sleep without thinking about anything?" Xiao Xing felt a little regretful as she didn't expect Red to lie so obediently on her lap without any unnecessary movements.

After all, ethereal is just a description of her by others. She once thought so, but ever since the door of her heart was opened by Red, she felt that the adjective ethereal was becoming more and more distant from her.

At least for Red, she couldn't be ethereal, but she was just good at suppressing her desires. So when Baluba suggested that under her plain and even somewhat old-fashioned clothes there was underwear that was enough to make men explode in various senses, she was moved, but still gave up.

"Ah? Just a few days ago..."

"Count the timeline you've been through."

Red was silent. He really didn't know how to calculate. During the days when he lived in Metzler's house in the second timeline, he just closed his eyes and never stopped thinking.

Rather, ever since he realized that Kanzaki Shirou could reset time, he didn't dare to fall asleep in the true sense, for fear that the whole world would have changed as soon as he opened his eyes.

"who knows……"

"No matter how long that was, it's all in the past. You should have a good rest now. Don't think about anything. Relax. It won't take too long. Five minutes will be enough. The world is not so fragile that it will be destroyed if a person sleeps for five minutes."

Under Xiao Xing's gentle comfort, Reid fell into a deep sleep, and his tense body gradually relaxed.

Xiao Xing chuckled and looked up at the fountain in the distance.

It was already late and the sun was gradually disappearing into the horizon. In just five minutes, the sky had turned dark. Xiao Xing woke Red up as soon as the five minutes were up, just as she had agreed.

Before Red could speak, Xiao Xing reached out and hugged Red and whispered, "Thank you, I am very happy today."

Reid, who wanted to apologize, scratched the back of his head, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing Red's embarrassment, Xiao Xing chuckled, took a few steps back and leaned forward slightly. She changed her previous ethereal expression, as if she didn't care about anything, and smiled playfully.

"So—when this is all over, will you invite me again?"

……

Narumi Detective Agency.

"I see - I think you can invite her again tomorrow. As for men..."

"Ah - uncle, this is not the point," Red, who was sitting on the sofa, couldn't help but complain.

He reported on the mirror world, on Shinji Shirodo and the other two, on the Intelligent Brain Group, and even on how his head almost burned out due to too many upgrades in one go, but Ming Hai's focus was on Xiao Xing's invitation.

"Making a woman cry is not something a tough guy should do," Ming Hai shook his head, "You can't ignore certain things just because the other person is a strong person."

Reid's expression was a little subtle.

Ming Hai didn't tell any stories, but his eyes and expression were full of stories.

"But Red, you are much more capable than I thought. If you think Yilang is trustworthy, then helping him take the position of president of Zhinao Group can prevent many people from dying," Ming Hai sighed and turned his head to look at Red, "Do you think he is trustworthy?"

Red held his chin in thought for a while and then answered, "Zuomo Yilang is a very realistic person. He is afraid of death."

"I see, that's very convincing indeed," Ming Hai nodded.

If you think about it carefully, it is not surprising at all. Being targeted by Red, who is able to defeat the qualified members of the Gurongi Group head-on, is equivalent to being targeted by Gurongi. Is the president of the Zhinao Group more terrifying, or is Red more terrifying? Anyone with a little bit of common sense can tell the difference, let alone someone as selfish as Zhuomo Yilang.

"If we can get Zhuoma Yilang to take the position of president of the Intelligent Brain Group, we can use the Intelligent Brain Group's intelligence network to investigate Gaia's memory."

Red stared at Ming Hai without saying anything.

In fact, he also has selfish motives.

The doctor said that Ming Hai was dying, and Zhinao Group's resurrection surgery could bring the dead back to life.

But looking at Ming Hai's expression, it seemed that he didn't think that way at all.

"In other words, the most critical person among all this is the sister of the president of Enoch Group," Ming Hai crossed his arms over his chest, "The sister of the president of Enoch Group's high-profile visit to [S·L] is bound to cause quite a stir no matter what the reason is."

"In [S·L], the last thing that is lacking is terrorist organizations that want to take advantage of the situation."

"And the existence of Gaia's memory gives those terrorist organizations confidence," Reid understood what Ming Hai meant and continued his analysis.

"Perhaps, it's not just the terrorists who are waiting for an opportunity to strike," Ming Hai said dimly.

Reid was startled and nodded seriously.

Enoch's new president had every reason to get rid of his sister.

Helping Zhuomu Yilang take the position of president of Zhinao Group requires the help of the new president Enoch, but if the president of Enoch Group intends to get rid of his sister, he will definitely not turn a blind eye.

Ming Hai let out a long breath and nodded, "This is an opportunity. Red, you must rest well tonight. Everything is for the sake of thinking more clearly."

Red nodded. He didn't know if it was because of Xiao Xing's thighs or because of the five minutes of deep sleep in which his mind was empty, but his originally groggy brain became much clearer, so he planned to have a good rest tonight.

"If you don't get enough rest here, you should go find that girl."

Ming Hai rarely saw a joke, and a smile appeared on his serious and calm face.

Chapter 337: The pearl of the fashion world disappeared with a snap

[S·L] Outside, the president's office of the Enoch Group headquarters.

As the new president, Li Zaiying was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine and looking down at his [kingdom]. His secretary was standing behind him respectfully, reporting on what was happening in his kingdom...

Some unpleasant sounds.

"President, the directors have a lot of opinions."

Li Zaiying narrowed his eyes slightly, and tightened his fingers holding the goblet slightly. "It seems that they can't wait to kick me down. What a bunch of cowardly bastards. Do they really want to kowtow to a bunch of weirdos?"

"Or do they think I don't have any cards at all?"

"President, it doesn't matter what they think," the secretary standing behind Li Zaiying said faintly, "Your sister should have arrived at [S·L]."

"Are you ready for the welcome party?" Li Zaiying raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Of course - she is your sister after all, the daughter of the Enoch Group."

The luxurious private plane landed at the largest airport in [S·L] with a roar. A luxurious red carpet was thrown out and rolled down amid the cheers of countless people. A pair of white and slender beautiful legs in white high-heeled sandals landed on the red carpet. The woman raised her hand and pushed her sunglasses to the top of her head. Her arrogant eyes dangerously ignited the enthusiasm of the gathered people and attracted even more terrifying cheers.

Qiao, who was standing in the dark, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "It's really exaggerated. What does she want to do by being so high-profile?"

"No, she's been low-key enough."

Behind Qiao, Metzl was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed, paddling on a plank.

"The daughter of Enoch, a top socialite in the upper class, a jewel in the fashion world, and a super high school model. The clothing she chooses will definitely become the current trend. Oh, by the way, I don’t know if she doesn’t want to be involved in the power struggle within the Enoch Group. At the age of sixteen, she changed her name to Rosette to study abroad. She is a frequent contributor to fashion magazines."

Mazel held up her finger and waved it left and right.

“There is no woman today who doesn’t know her.”

"And this time when she visited [S.L], she only mentioned it briefly on her blog. She probably is the only one who knows why she came and how long she will stay."

"I always feel like it's going to be troublesome—" Qiao couldn't help but complain, "I don't like this woman."

"No one really likes their job," Metzl held his chin and tilted his head to one side, "but everyone works hard. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"To be able to spend more time with the people I love," Metzler grinned.

"Cough——" Qiao coughed heavily, glared at Metzler fiercely, then leaned on the pillar and stared at the direction of the apron.

"By the way, how long will this woman keep on talking?"

"This plane is a private plane of the Enoch Group. The helipad is probably rented by the Enoch Group. It's okay for her to sit on that carpet and take a nap."

Metzl paused and shrugged.

"Of course, I think her fans would love to see her sleeping on the carpet."

Qiao let out a long breath and could only wait patiently.

Fortunately, the sun was shining brightly today, and no matter how vain and ostentatious Rosette was, she would not expose her precious skin to the sun all the time, so she quickly walked down the red carpet.

Rose's fans waved banners and flowers excitedly and rushed towards Rose. Of course, they were all stopped by the strong bodyguards.

Rosette held her head high the whole time without even looking at the fans who had been waiting for her for several hours. Her fans were not angry at all, they were even more excited.

The fans didn't disperse until Rosette disappeared in the VIP channel. Of course, they didn't leave. Instead, they ran outside the airport and stretched their heads out desperately.

Qiao and Metzl also immediately moved their positions. As insiders, they naturally knew which secret passage Rosette would leave from. However, Qiao had no intention of contacting Rosette. Instead, he pushed his motorcycle and prepared to follow Rosette's car from a distance.

She instinctively resisted Rosette, and she didn't know why.

Soon, an extended version of Maybach appeared in Qiao's sight. Rosette, who had changed into a dress, walked in with her long legs and carried a brand-name bag, escorted by bodyguards in suits.

Qiao couldn't help but complain after getting in the car, "Does she know that she may be targeted by many dangerous guys?"

"Does she look like someone who would care?" Mazel sat sideways behind Qiao. "For powerful people, the more dangerous the situation is, the more high-profile they will be. This is the only way to establish their own prestige."

"Then we suffered," Qiao raised his hand and pulled down the visor of the helmet.

"That's what it is."

Mazel narrowed her eyes slightly, some translucent tentacles crawled up her shoulders, and a small jellyfish poked its head out and swayed gently from side to side.

Inside the car, Rosette kicked off her high heels and leaned lazily on the pillow, her legs, which were said to be priceless treasures, were put together and sideways.

"Is this [S·L]? It's much poorer than I thought."

A holographic image descended to form a housekeeper. Seeing that Rosette looked extremely bored, she sighed helplessly.

"Miss, have you changed your route?"

"Of course, there are still many places I want to visit," Rosette raised the corners of her mouth slightly.