Knight Asylum

Reid took a deep breath and said seriously.

"The rules of the semi-ultimate game of Ge Gamego-Lei changed nine years ago!"

The communicator opened his mouth and whispered "Wait a minute" before immediately connecting to Selvi Tulia's command tower to report what Red had said.

Servais command tower.

Yamato Hidenari, who had just returned to the command platform and had not yet sat down, received the news that changes had occurred in the Ge Gamego Leban Ultimate Game nine years ago. However, Yamato Hidenari was not panicked, and even laughed contemptuously. A communicator pulled down his headphones and made a gesture to Yamato Hidenari to ask whether he wanted to contact the sponsors.

Yamato Hidenari raised his hand and waved, "Z-01 is U's man. If U steps down, he will be detained permanently. Gamego's semi-ultimate game is their only chance to turn the tables. He said that Gamego's semi-ultimate game has changed... has it changed? When I came here, I used the database to analyze and compare. Gamego's action mode has not changed at all in the past twelve years. There is no change in the rules at all. I was actually underestimated by the thought that I would be fooled by such a boring trick."

"Just send it away..."

Yamato Hidenari paused, thought for a moment, then raised his chin and revealed a malicious smile.

"No - just tell him that we don't intend to consider him as a temporary worker and a dangerous lunatic who may defect to Gurongi's side at any time."

The other correspondents present were stunned for a moment before they suddenly realized.

Yamato Hidenari wanted to force Red to act on his own so that he would have a reason to detain Red permanently in advance.

The order was passed down layer by layer and soon reached the correspondent at the front desk who was scratching his head, not knowing how to reply to Red.

After hearing the information from the upper level, the communicator immediately sat back, pinched his hair, and said in an unhappy tone, "I'm sorry, according to the analysis and judgment of the command tower, your intelligence is completely unfounded, so we don't intend to adopt it."

"Wait! Why!" Red widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Why? Please watch your attitude. You are just a temporary worker. The Gamego Semi-Ultimate Game is the highest-level mission in Servier Turia. You don't even have the authority to ask for it," the communicator turned his body sideways, took out his mobile phone and started watching short videos.

As a communicator, especially one of Serviera, observing people's words and expressions is the most basic ability. Through the communication just now, he has already made a basic judgment on the changes in Serviera. U is already the original supreme commander. Although it has not been officially announced yet, it is a foregone conclusion that Yamato Hidenari of Ouroboros will become the supreme commander, and Reid is on U's side.

Even if he was crazy, he would not go against the supreme commander for a temporary worker.

Red, standing in front of the church, had an ugly look on his face. He had guessed a lot of things from the communicator's tone, many terrible things, but Red was not going to give up. Instead, he held on to his last hope and asked again, "Then I will apply to retrieve Gamego's records of the semi-ultimate game over the past twelve years..."

Before Red could finish his words, the communicator interrupted him impatiently.

"So! How many times do you want me to repeat it? The Semi-Ultimate Game is a secret of Servier Turia. You are just a temporary worker. You don't have that authority. Besides, the control tower has already analyzed it. Gamego has not changed its own Semi-Ultimate Game rules."

"Please don't act recklessly for your own benefit at this historical moment when humanity is about to defeat the Ge Group. You will become a sinner of humanity."

The communicator, feeling extremely relieved that his thoughts were clear, hung up the phone.

In front of the church, although standing in the warm sunshine, Red felt his limbs were cold. Qiao, who was standing next to Red, also heard what the communicator said. Qiao was very angry, but still grabbed Red's arm to comfort him.

After hesitating for a while, Qiao gave up the idea of ​​persuading Red to give up and let them reap what they sowed, and whispered, "Why don't we think of another way."

Red clutched his phone, saying nothing.

Servieri Turia can no longer be relied upon, so what should we do?

Red immediately thought of Baruba. Baruba was from the La Group and provided him with a lot of information. It was also Baruba who told him that more things had happened in Gamego's semi-ultimate game, so Baruba must know the content of Gamego's current semi-ultimate game, but Baruba would definitely use this to ask him to agree to the million games. Of course, this is not the most important thing. Baruba cannot be used as strong evidence to make Servius Turia, led by Yamato Hidenari, change its operations.

He must be a big shot who is powerful enough to access Gamego's semi-ultimate game records, and someone that Servier Turia dare not say no to.

But he had only been in [S·L] for a few days, how could he know...

"what……"

The image of a person emerged in Red's mind.

"Maybe it really can..."

Servi Turia, Enoch District.

The promotion of Yamato Hidenari cast a shadow over the entire Enoch District. All researchers kept their heads down, not daring to even breathe, and avoided the source of the shadow, Iida's office.

"Beep beep-"

The crisp ringtone broke the silence in the office, and Iida answered the phone with a cold face.

"What's matter?"

"Ok?"

Iida raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, but soon smiled.

"I see."

Chapter 53: Exploring the Modified Rules

"Oh - Red Leonardo, I didn't expect you to contact me so soon."

Red held his forehead with his hand. From the unique tone and the strong voice, he could already imagine the other person smiling meaningfully with his hands behind his back.

Mitsuo Hongo, the founder of the Hongo Foundation, can be called a superior Selvi Turia in terms of ability. He is the sponsor of Selvi Turia, the maker of the O coin, the only circulating currency of [S·L], and the owner of many casinos including the Royal Casino.

If Mitsuo Hongo came forward, not only could he retrieve the information of Gamego's semi-ultimate game for him, he might even be able to directly stop this operation. However, Red did not expect the Hongo Foundation to stop this mission. He still remembered what Yamato Hidenari said when he appeared.

[My actions have been approved by President Hong Shang. From now on, all casinos in [S·L] will be supervised by Servi Turia. Only with Servi Turia's approval will the chips be valid and the gambling game be established.]

U will be forcibly replaced by Yamato Hidenari, with the support of Hongue Mitsuo.

Reid took a deep breath and looked up at the sky. He raised his left hand to block the glaring sunlight in front of his eyes. "President Hongshang, I want the gambling videos of Gamego in the semi-ultimate game and the videos of his destruction in the past twelve years."

Qiao, who was standing at the side, was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened. He gestured anxiously twice and couldn't help but whispered a reminder, "Honorifics! Use honorifics!"

Red gave Qiao a reassuring look and continued, "Time is of the essence."

"Red, your change is really surprising. I thought you were going to ask me why I wanted to help Yamato Hidenari."

On the top floor of the Hongshang Foundation building, Mitsuo Hongshang stopped making the cake and looked at the tablet held by Sanada not far away. On the screen, Reid was standing in front of the church, holding a phone, and the shadow of the church was swallowing Reid little by little.

"Is this question important?" Red, who didn't know that Mitsuo Hongo could see him, couldn't help but roll his eyes. In his mind, Mitsuo Hongo had already been classified as a pleasure monster, and he had a strong hunch that even if he told Mitsuo Hongo that Gamego had modified the rules of the Semi-Ultimate Game nine years ago, Mitsuo Hongo would not do anything. He could only rely on himself to find evidence that Gamego had modified the content of the Semi-Ultimate Game.

"No - it's not important at all, Reid, I'm relieved, you seem to have changed," Mitsuo Hongo snapped his fingers, and Erika Satonaka, who was eating a popsicle, rolled her eyes, turned around, picked up her cell phone, pressed a few buttons, and threw it aside.

"You will soon have what you want. As a congratulations, let me tell you one more thing. The final bet will be at 2 p.m. tomorrow."

"Thanks--"

Red hung up the phone, let out a long breath, looked up, and saw a bird out of a can falling down with a puff, and a USB flash drive fell into Red's hands.

"Ha... Hey, hey - that's Mitsuo Hongu. How come you can contact him directly? By the way, why do you dare to talk to him in such a loud tone? You can't be the son of some important person," Qiao patted his chest and glanced up and down at Reid, as if he had gotten to know Reid all over again.

"I met with President Hong Shang before and had some speculations. Now... they have been verified," Reid waved the USB flash drive in his hand, "This is the Kui Su District."

Qiao blinked and then let out an "ah".

Just as Reid asked for the data, a bird in a can with the Hongshang Fund logo on it threw a USB flash drive over. What does this mean?

Although the data could have been transferred directly, they deliberately threw a physical USB flash drive over. It is very likely that Mitsuo Hongo knows everything, including that Red will directly ask the Hongo Foundation for the information on Gamego's semi-ultimate game.

The more he thought about it, the colder he felt. Qiao subconsciously wanted to persuade Red to run away, but the moment he saw Red's determined profile, he sighed helplessly and gave up the idea.

Returning to the place where he had watched the surveillance video before, Red connected the USB flash drive to the host. A page occupying half of the screen popped up, and several progress bars appeared on other screens around. Folders popped out one by one, totaling twelve large folders starting from 2007.

"Fourteen?"

Red held his neck and twisted it left and right.

"We must find evidence that Gamego has changed the rules of the Semi-Ultimate Game before 14 o'clock."

"Let me help," Qiao said without further ado, dragging a chair to sit next to Red. "I started watching in 2018, and you started in 2007?"

Reid pinched his nose, thought for a moment, shook his head, looked around, and pulled out a few pieces of white paper and a pen. "Starting from 2007, you are responsible for watching Gamego's gambling process. How many times he won, what kind of opponents he faced, the time he gambled, how many chips he used, and the cards he won. Record as many details as possible. I will observe Gamego's killing methods after he meets the killing conditions."

"Then swap!"

"Um--"

Qiao took the pen and paper and began to watch the gambling video of Gamego's first semi-ultimate game in 2007 with great concentration.

Red began to observe Gamego's killing process after completing the killing game.

There was no change in the time, it was still seventy-two hours, but at the beginning Gamego started killing people immediately after completing the gambling on the first day. From the third year onwards, he started gambling as much as possible in the first forty-eight hours, and started attacking in the last twenty-four hours. There was no regular pattern to the time when the attack stopped, which meant that Gamego was still attacking according to a certain pattern, and when the time came, he stopped attacking.

Reid stared at the screen intently. On the screen, Gamego was standing on the roof, casually throwing marble-sized objects around. Those objects enlarged the moment they left his hands, and fell towards the street like meteors. No matter whether they were monsters or humans, once they were caught in the trap, they were all smashed to pieces without even a complete body.

Servi Turia.

Although there was no difference between the supreme commander of Servius Turria and the replacement, because Yamato Hidenari was devoting all his efforts to dealing with Gamego's semi-ultimate game and had not personally designated the resources that the supreme commander could allocate and use, U and others used the research institute to which Servius Turria belonged as a temporary command tower. The communicators who were driven out by Yamato Hidenari were screened by U, leaving behind a group of people who had absolutely no problems and used the equipment in the research institute and their own mobile phones to maintain temporary intelligence retrieval and processing.

"Report - the defense works have been stopped, the seventh and sixth defense works have been dismantled! They are dismantling the fifth defense work!"

"What! Are they crazy!"

"Report! The residents of the evacuated 7th and 6th defense projects have returned to the shops and resumed operations!"

Embe took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and raised his hand, "Find a way to stop them! Report again!"

None of the correspondents present complained, and they continued to make contacts using their own mobile phones despite the pressure.

U stood in front of the isolation glass, staring at the empty test site inside the isolation glass, his eyes extremely deep.

During this most urgent period, the door of the institute suddenly opened, and Jingtian walked in with a swagger. After looking around, he raised his hands and patted twice. "You are worthy of being the elite of the Servi Turia Command Tower. Even if you fall into such a situation, you still don't give up. I feel relieved to have people like you."

Enbei, who was in a rage mode, turned around and saw that it was Ida who came and immediately yelled, "If you are here to laugh at me, get out of here. We don't have time for that now."

"No - I'm here to help. Yamato Hidenari will mess things up, so U will have to gamble against Gamego," Ida put down his hand and said calmly, "I can provide funding. If you work hard enough, it's not impossible for you to come up with more chips than Yamato Hidenari."

Enbei was stunned for a moment and then sneered, "You just don't want to see Yamato Hidenari sitting in the position of the supreme commander, right? This time, Yamato Hidenari's action is supported by most of the sponsors. You don't want to offend the sponsors, so you want U to be the first to take action. Even if U succeeds, there is no way to sit in the position of the supreme commander safely. You will have a chance sooner or later, right?"

"That's right—" Iida nodded decisively, "So I came to seek your advice."

The corner of Enbei's mouth twitched fiercely and he looked in the direction of U.

U didn't say anything, just raised his hand and made a gesture.

Knowing U's habits, Enbei sighed deeply and glared at Jingtian fiercely, "Don't try to play any tricks."

"I can't do anything except using you as a shield," Iida spread his hands.

Chapter 54: Emerging from the Sky

The next day, eight o'clock.

Reid and Qiao checked the information recorded by both parties after the exchange inspection with bloodshot eyes, but this did not mean the end. This was just the beginning. They just sorted out and recorded various details of Gamego's semi-ultimate game in the past twelve years. Without the assistance of Servier Turia's intelligence function, they could only use the most time-consuming and laborious method to compare them one by one to find errors.

"There are still six hours left. Let me check these. Coincidentally, you sleep for two hours first, and then you come to check two hours later. I'll sleep for two hours, and you must wake me up at the appointed time," Reid gathered all the papers in front of him.

Qiao, who originally wanted to refuse Red's suggestion to work alone, moved her eyes when she heard "You must wake me up" and nodded immediately. She secretly set an alarm to go off in two hours, then turned sideways to face Red and closed her eyes. Qiao originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, but she underestimated the fatigue of watching and analyzing a twelve-year video all night long. She fell into a deep sleep in less than two seconds after closing her eyes.

Red glanced at the sleeping Qiao, took off his coat and covered Qiao with it, then stretched lazily and placed the sorted gambling records of Gamego and the records of murders on the left and right, with his hands across his chest and his eyes moving back and forth across the two stacks of papers.

Baluba did not lie, Gamego definitely changed the content of his semi-ultimate game, but he only confirmed that the content of the semi-ultimate game had been changed.

Red remembered what Baluba said. Baluba said that the Ge people went crazy because of reality and Indaguba's kindness. Maybe the modified content of the semi-ultimate game was related to this.

[Red, what are you waiting for? Is this all you have? Why don't you put it on the table? You won't regret it, will you?]

Gamego's expectant and focused expression as he sat on the other side of the gambling table appeared in front of Red, and Red couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"Is he really...crazy?"

It is not known whether it was because of Gamego's human appearance and Yamato Hidenari's actions that made him disgusted and empathize with Gamego, or whether it was as Servius Turia speculated that his body had changed due to the erosion of Aguru and his thinking had also moved towards the direction of Gurongi.

An emotion called sadness did arise in his heart.

Red shook his head vigorously, putting all distracting thoughts behind him and concentrating on reading the details that he and Qiao had sorted out that night.

He and Gamego are enemies, and no matter what happens, this is the only thing that will never change.

U and others also worked overtime without rest that night.

Enbei staggered and nearly fell to the ground. After raising his hand to signal others not to pay attention to him, Enbei supported his hands on the operating table. Looking at the rising numbers, Enbei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with satisfaction.

Having the funding provided by Jingtian does not mean that everything is fine. The situation they face has not improved much, but no matter how indifferent or even vicious verbal violence they encounter, the correspondents in the institute are not discouraged. If the first phone call doesn't work, they will make a second or third call. With their unremitting efforts, the funds in their hands are constantly increasing.

They were able to save the three most critical defense lines that the association had dismantled in one night.

"Report! Hongshang Fund has agreed to let us exchange chips!"

A communicator with twin ponytails who looked of average age suddenly stood up and cheered, then swayed and fell flat on the operating table. Others stood up one after another, and Enbe came over with an anxious look on his face. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the communicator had just fallen asleep.

"Everyone! Just hold on a little longer! It will be fine soon! Soon everything will be over!"

Embe exhaled and yelled.

In the Selvi Tulia control tower, a sudden call interrupted a communicator's happy time of watching short videos. Although his face was full of impatience, the communicator still answered the call. However, before the communicator could open his mouth to respond, he was scolded by a sharp voice from the other end of the line.

"What's going on with you, Servi Turia? Why are you suddenly raising funds illegally? Go away! I'm talking now! I'm telling you I don't agree! We're getting divorced soon, and I own half of the money! I don't agree to lend it! Return it all to me immediately!"

The person who called was a woman whose mercenary appearance could be imagined just by listening to her voice. Amidst the sharp rebukes, one could also hear a man's irritable voice of dissuasion. Of course, such dissuasion undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. In an instant, the correspondent became an audience listening to a family conflict drama, with no chance to interrupt at all. However, the correspondent did not just listen or hang up. Instead, he stood up and whispered a few words in the ear of the correspondent who was also watching a short video next to him.

The correspondent who was watching a short video paused and started operating immediately, but he did not seem to be very familiar with the operating console, so his operation was quite clumsy.

"Wait a minute... this is!"