Knight Asylum

It feels like he's starting to grow a brain.

"Uh--that means I can't participate in this Desire Grand Prix?"

"No, you can participate. As I said before, the belt is a server that will upload the data to the cloud. Maybe their bodies are still in another dimension, but the space that accommodates the contestants is somewhere in [S·L], it's just hidden."

"As long as we can reversely track the chips in the belts that are used to locate the contestants and transfer their data—"

Kiryu Battle Rabbit turned his chair and walked to the computer. He tapped on the keyboard for a while, then turned around and snapped his fingers.

The light from the holographic image fell on the center of the laboratory, forming a three-dimensional map of [S·L], and a red light was flashing somewhere in the sky above the Xingxiu District.

“It’s much easier than I thought.”

Kiryuu Sento spread his hands.

"But even if I don't, they will find a way to tell you where they are."

As soon as Kiryu Zhantu finished speaking, a pleasant ringtone came from Reid's mobile phone on the table, and a text message came out.

[Congratulations, from today on you are a Kamen Rider]

[Please go to D (56,74) to participate in the Desire Grand Prix. The winner will get the right to realize the ideal world.]

"…Uh, looks like a scam advertisement."

"Whether it's a scam advertisement or not, the other party's purpose is very clear, and that is to let you, Red, participate in the Desire Grand Prix," Kiryu Battle Rabbit fumbled for a while and walked to Red and slid the small square along the side of the belt and installed it on the belt.

"This is?"

"Ah~ Just a little backdoor program. We are very~ interested in the composition of this Desire Grand Prix~"

Kiryuu Sento smiled brightly and gave a thumbs up.

"You have to fight for the chance to realize your wish, right?"

Chapter 809: Ukiyo Hidetoshi: What kind of fish is this fried fish?

Tsumurai, wearing a black and white uniform, curled up in a corner, covering her eyes and sobbing softly.

The game warden stood aside.

As a game administrator, he should have pointed at the empty lounge and yelled, "What's the use of your tears? Can you do your job as a guide by crying?" But Tsumurai really did her job as a guide very seriously.

The problem lies with the contestants that the Desire Grand Prix VIPs want to see.

The helpless game administrator could only choose to contact the producer of the Desire Grand Prix and suggest replacing the contestants, but the producer's answer left him speechless.

"No, those are all players chosen by the VIPs."

The producer seemed completely unaware of the dangers of those players and pushed the most troublesome work to him.

But as a qualified game administrator, he couldn't argue with his boss, so he could only bite the bullet and find ways to complete the requirements of the producer and VIPs, such as... sending text messages to those players as if they were scam calls.

"Game administrator, do you really want to let those players here?" Tsumuri raised her head and begged with tears in her eyes, "They will mess up the Desire Grand Prix."

The corner of the game administrator's mouth twitched fiercely under his mask.

"That's what producers and VIPs mean."

Simply put, he also thought those people were crazy, but they were just two workers and had no right to choose.

"but!"

"That's enough. Aren't there some other players on the list? Anyway, call those players over first."

The game manager shouted and stopped Tsumurai.

There was no way, if Tsuzumi continued crying... he would also want to cry.

"I, I understand—"

Tsukimuli lowered her head and stood up and walked to the table on the side. On the table were core IDs with various animal patterns, and the first one Tsukimuli picked up was the fox core ID.

Tsumurai knew that these ordinary players were the so-called stepping stones, and she herself was very reluctant to bring these ordinary players into this Desire Grand Prix, because this was not like putting the little white rabbit into a cage full of hungry beasts, but like throwing the little white rabbit into a pile of dinosaurs. As long as the dinosaurs moved a little, the little white rabbit would be smashed into meat paste.

But she is just a guide in the Desire Grand Prix. Her ideas cannot change the decision of the Desire Grand Prix production team. All she can do is pray silently in her heart that there will be a dark horse among the contestants this time.

"What's wrong—you look so sad—"

Tsukiji was startled and looked up, her eyes reflecting the confident smile of the man in front of her.

"Congratulations, contestant Ukiyo Hidetoshi. From today on, you are a Kamen Rider. If you win the Desire Grand Prix, you will have the opportunity to realize your ideal world."

"Is it finally here?"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi murmured and took the box from Tsumuri with a confident smile, opened it, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw the core ID in the box.

"Is it a fox this time? Interesting——"

Tsumuri looked at Ukiyo Hidetoshi in front of her with surprise.

Even if a contestant of the Desire Grand Prix loses the game, he will only lose his memory until the next time he participates in the Desire Grand Prix, so there will often be old players who have participated in the Desire Grand Prix many times, but this is limited to the current issue.

Today is the first game of the Desire Grand Prix in this era. Logically, there should be no so-called old players.

However, Tsumurai didn't think too much about it. After all...it was still unknown whether the Desire Grand Prix could start normally this time.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi curled his lips, entered the core ID into the drive and slapped it on his waist.

Everything was just as expected. Desire Grand Prix couldn't help but be curious about this era and reached out his hand.

Feeling the familiar sensation of his body being teleported, Ukiyo Hidetoshi let out a long breath.

This time, he will also get closer to the truth through continuous victory! No matter what form the Desire Grand Prix will take, he is confident that he will win the final victory, because he is an ultimate veteran with thousands of years of experience in winning the Desire Grand Prix!

It was the first Desire Grand Prix of the era. All the contestants were newbies who knew nothing about the Desire Grand Prix itself. For an old hand like him, it would be a pure fish-frying game.

Stable——

When Ukiyo Hidetoshi opened his eyes again, he was already in a familiar gathering place for players, where players of the Desire Grand Prix would write down their wishes, check their points rankings, and receive tasks.

But the question is... why is there no one here?

Ukiyo Hidetoshi looked around blankly. According to his experience, there would be at least ten players gathered here at this time.

This time, the Desire Grand Prix has been changed to a version that hides the player’s identity?

Just as Ukiyo Hidetoshi was speculating on the purpose of the Desire Grand Prix, he heard a man's voice.

"Why is there no door? Open sesame!"

"Click——"

The dark purple fist punched through the wall of space.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo: "???"

"Oh, there really is something..."

Reid raised his foot, stepped on the opening in space, leaped forward and landed steadily on the platform.

Even Fuyo Hidetoshi was intimidated by Red's bizarre appearance? He let out a cry, but it wasn't over yet. On the other side, a red beam blasted a big hole, and a man with reddish-brown hair walked in with a cold face.

"Ah - King, did you receive the belt too?" Red raised his hand and waved.

"The belt is broken," King threw a smoking belt to the ground.

"Ah~ Mine is broken too."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi felt like his head had spun 180 degrees.

Belt... can it be broken?

No, no, no, now is not the time to be in a daze.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi shook his head and was about to say hello to Red and King when the space in front of him opened up without warning and a burly white man over two meters tall walked out.

Before Ukiyo Hidetoshi could sort out the question marks in his head, King's face changed, and Red called out the other party's identity.

"Rossiao?"

That’s right, the weirdo who suddenly came to the competition site of the Desire Grand Prix was the king of the aliens who spied on the golden fruit of the earth and dominated the world.

Luo Xiu'ao raised his hand and threw a driver that was still smoking to the ground.

"..."

"Wow--" Red couldn't help but sigh.

I have to say, there is something about the Desire Grand Prix, as it can actually send the drive to Helheim Forest.

King stared at Luo Xiu'ao coldly, his fingers snapping, but he did not take action immediately.

"I'm not here to fight you," Luo Xiu'ao spoke first, "They said they could grant me a wish, and I want to give it a try."

"A wish that even the golden fruit can't fulfill?" Red raised his hand and pressed King's shoulder.

Now is not the time to fight Luo Xiu'ao.

King understood this and tutted in dissatisfaction, and stopped glaring at Luo Xiuao.

"It is a wish that could not be fulfilled by the power of the Golden Fruit."

"I see."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi stood in the wind blowing out from the three gaps in the space, looking disheveled.

Is this the Grand Prix of Desire for Cattle and Horses?

Chapter 810 I am a simple person and I won’t make outrageous wishes

Soon, more [Kamen Riders] entered the scene using the same method of data transmission. Most of them were ordinary people, including doctors, office ladies, and security guards. As soon as they entered the scene... they felt their bodies up and down like ordinary citizens who were abducted by aliens in science fiction movies.

The originally quiet scene became noisy.

Yes, this is how the Desire Grand Prix should react.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi put his hands on his hips and nodded subconsciously.

If the three guys behind him hadn't appeared in that way -

Ukiyo Hidetoshi slowly covered his face.

"..."

"King, how are you getting along with Hong Yinye and Maya recently? Are you taking your violin lessons well?"

“…Now I am memorizing the basic music score.”

"Eh——it's really hard work."

"..."

Reid looked at Luo Xiu'ao who was standing aside, hesitated for a moment and then asked tentatively.

"Uh--Rossiao, what do you usually do in Helheim Forest?"

"wait."

Luo Xiu'ao raised his head. Although his face had been completely distorted by the power of the Helheim Forest and could not show any expression, Red still read the emotion of remembrance from Luo Xiu'ao's face.

"Really? It would be great if your wish could come true," Red put one hand on his waist and tilted his head.

Luo Xiu'ao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to look into Red's eyes, "Even if my wish will lead to the complete destruction of your civilization?"

"Ah - that won't do. If you want to destroy our civilization, unfortunately, we will fight you to the end," Red reached out and pulled King over.

King immediately narrowed his eyes, and a stream of red air flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

One thing is for sure, King has not forgotten how Rosuao interfered in his fight with Red.

He has been thinking about this grudge for a long time.

Luo Xiu'ao slowly opened his fingers.

If it was unavoidable, he didn't mind fighting King here.

"But - there is nothing absolute in this world, and your wish does not necessarily have to be based on the destruction of our civilization," Reid raised his hand to cover King's eyes.

I heard that cats won't fight as long as they don't look at each other.

King's mouth twitched fiercely and he raised his hand to open Red's hand. He folded his hands across his chest and turned around and stopped talking.

Luo Xiu'ao loosened his fingers, "You are such a naive human. You are such a naive human, yet you have the power to destroy a planet."

"Why can you harness such power?"

"Who knows - I've been asking myself this question too," Red gave Luo Xiu'ao a thumbs up, "Maybe it's to give someone who has no choice the right to choose."