Knight Asylum

Player, you are making me look like an idiot.

"Hey, player, what are you talking about? I, I'm not a game administrator—"

"Ah? Isn't it?" Red waved the thruster buckle in his hand towards Luo Xiu'ao, "I see this is the face under the mask."

"It's that game administrator... maybe he has something to hide," Luo Xiu'ao's voice was as deep as ever, but maybe it was because of his voice, but from time to time he gave people the feeling that he was actually very happy.

"Ah~ Hello, butler who is not the game administrator!"

"...Actually, I'm the game administrator," Kiroli took a deep breath, smiled gently, and opened the system page on the side of the bar.

"You can redeem anything you want through this page, daily necessities, food--"

"I want to exchange the formula of antimatter fuel!" As soon as Reid heard anything, he immediately raised his right hand.

"... Ahem - this, this, this is not without us, but... Sorry, we don't provide this kind of dangerous items."

Kiroli wanted to say stubbornly that yes, but your points were not enough. However, when he thought that there was a VIP who was giving Red money like crazy, Red’s points might really be enough, so Kiroli gave in.

"No? Then give me some walnuts. We have walnuts, right?"

Kiroli didn't know how many times he had stopped breathing, and he didn't know when he would stop breathing forever. But if he continued like this, then he would probably stop breathing soon.

"have--"

A plate of walnuts appeared in front of Red.

"Oh - that's amazing -"

Red swung the thruster buckle and hit the walnut, breaking Ukiyo Hidetoshi's nerves along with the walnut.

The trump card of the Desire Grand Prix, the thruster buckle that can multiply the user's data several times, is actually used to... crack walnuts?

"Game administrator, when does the next game start? I always feel like I'm not participating," Red asked after putting a walnut into his mouth and chewing it twice.

"This... the next game is being prepared—"

"Eh—are we still waiting?"

"when--"

【Urgent task! 】

Before Kiroli finished speaking, the screen on the side of the lounge lit up, and a zombie-shaped evil demon was staggering towards a building.

Kiroli's heart almost stopped beating. The only one who could skip the task and force him to do it was Niram.

"The evil demons want to occupy this shelter that hides many secrets. If they succeed, the whole world will be in danger." Seeing Kirori's expression of having eaten shit, Tsumuri immediately began to explain the game.

"Every time you defeat a zombie demon, you will get a certain amount of points, and the person with the lowest points will be eliminated!"

"Kamen Riders, the world is in your hands!"

Reid looked at the screen.

The shelter that Tsumuri mentioned was hiding many secrets was Selvi Turia.

If it was anywhere else, Red might have moved, but it had to be Selvi Turia.

That's fine. If these zombie evildoers can invade, he will write the name upside down.

Red didn't move, Luo Xiu'ao didn't move either, and King had no interest from the beginning and continued to listen to the music.

Seeing that Red and his two companions had no intention of taking any action, Kiroli's eyes lit up. If Red and his two companions did not go to kill monsters, they would be ranked last with zero points.

The last place will be eliminated, and the same applies to ties, so the Desire Grand Prix can be directly declared over with Hidetoshi Ukiyo's victory!

After realizing this, Kirori began to try his best to hint to Ukiyo Hidetoshi with his eyes.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi blinked and successfully received the hint from Kirori.

"..."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi turned around silently, holding the small belt buckle in his arms.

It's not that he can't use these small belt buckles to defeat those zombie demons, but he now seriously suspects that Kiroli wants to trick him. Anyway, the other three have no intention of taking action, so everyone will just get zero points.

Kirori: ...

"Well then, I'm leaving the Kamen Riders in your hands!"

Kiroli swung his left hand vigorously and pressed the button with his right hand behind his back.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi felt a flash before his eyes and subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in front of Servais Turia's building. Behind him, the zombie demon was twisting and turning and walking towards him.

The corner of Ukiyo Hidetoshi's mouth twitched, and his hand around the backpack slid down, and the propeller and small bow and arrow buckles in the backpack all fell out.

Chapter 816 is really interesting. We will come back next time.

"Record--"

"New file, Desire Grand Prix, classification... maybe it's more appropriate to describe them as rule-based disasters."

"They use the right to realize an ideal world as bait to lure ordinary citizens to compete. They have visited history many times to create legends. The organizer is suspected to be a future person who is above the third dimension."

"Their technology can easily digitize the human body, and can also cultivate plant-shaped monsters called demons."

"From the current situation, their digitization is limited to ordinary people. It is not certain whether freaks can be digitized."

"Looking for shareholders in [S·L], the content and method of the game will be adjusted according to the requirements of the shareholders. The subjective risk level is low. The only problem is——"

U, who was sitting on the highest command tower, crossed his fingers and looked down at the screen with a deep gaze, at Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who was unrivaled among the zombie demons, holding a bow in his left hand and a propeller in his right hand.

“The scope and…principle of achieving an ideal world.”

"Is that really a power that can subvert reality? Can the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix use this power to subvert reality at will?"

"..."

"An additional question: Can this power be controlled by us?"

U narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the lounge of the Desire Grand Prix, Tsumuri clasped her fingers in front of her and stared at Ukiyo Hidetoshi who was killing people with two small belt buckles on the screen with a look that held the hope of the whole village.

Kiroli put his hands behind his back and raised his chin with satisfaction. The more he looked at Ukiyo Hidetoshi, the more he liked him.

He was not tempted by Red's despicable money offensive, and he was determined, especially the noble soul who stood up to the attacks of zombies and evil spirits without fear.

We need such players for the Desire Grand Prix.JPG

Most of this wave of zombie demons have been killed by Ukiyo Hidetoshi. Even if Reid and the others go out to kill them now, they will definitely not be able to surpass Ukiyo Hidetoshi.

It is an unchangeable fact that Hidetoshi Ukiyo is the final winner of this Desire Grand Prix.

One round of the Desire Grand Prix is ​​over. It’s fucked up, but it’s better than the Desire Grand Prix being gone!

Next time, even if he replaced Neelam's hamburger with feces, he would never invite Red and the others to participate in the Desire Grand Prix again.

Red was also watching Ukiyo Hidetoshi's battle. After all, he was not a devil, and it was impossible for him to just sit here and watch Ukiyo Hidetoshi fight so many zombie demons.

But his worries were obviously unnecessary.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi's combat experience was not what one would expect from a man in his early twenties, and he did not have the scent of having lived in [S·L].

If you think about it carefully, Hidetoshi Ukiyo did not behave like an ordinary person from the very beginning. While other people did not show any surprise or surprise when they saw the scene of the Desire Grand Prix, Hidetoshi Ukiyo was very comfortable from beginning to end, and he wrote down his wish on the wish card as soon as he got it.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo knows what the Desire Grand Prix is, and this is not his first time participating in the Desire Grand Prix!

Reid narrowed his eyes slightly.

As the last zombie demon fell, Ukiyo Hidetoshi staggered and let out a long breath, and all kinds of fireworks and special effects shot out above his head like crazy.

Having played the Desire Grand Prix for two thousand years, he naturally knew what these special effects represented, but he was not happy at all.

Even though he felt very frustrated about the beating, he was not really a young boy in his twenties. The more he thought about the current situation, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Judging from the situation, it is obvious that the Desire Grand Prix wants him to win.

Is the Desire Grand Prix such a good thing?

It must be impossible.

"Congratulations! You who saved the world are undoubtedly an excellent God of Desire. The world will become what you ideally want it to be... Player Ukiyo Hidetoshi, you don't seem to be very happy."

Tsumuri stepped forward and pressed Ukiyo Hidetoshi's shoulders, her eyes filled with tears. She was so excited as if she was the one who could become the God of Desire and have the chance to fulfill her wishes.

But Ukiyo Hidetoshi's face was so stinky, as if... a little white rabbit that was caught by a bear and used to wipe its butt.

"Really? Is it really that obvious?"

Tsumuri looked away awkwardly.

Of course she knew why Ukiyo Hidetoshi had such a grumpy face.

"All the suffering is worth it. It is because you have paid so much that you have achieved your unshakable victory now!"

"Hey - be happy."

Because I was the only one playing the game from the beginning to the end!

Hidetoshi Ukiyo took a deep breath and was about to speak when he heard applause. Tsuzuki Izumi, who was trying to persuade him to be happier, also looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"Congratulations--Xian"

"..."

"..."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi turned around very slowly. Behind him, Red, King and Luo Xiu'ao stood in neat rows to applaud his victory. Red smiled brightly, King looked perfunctory, and Luo Xiu'ao's face, which had been transformed by the power of the Helheim Forest, could not show any expression.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo has participated in the Desire Grand Prix for two thousand years and has seen countless losers. Some of them are resentful, some are regretful. Hidetoshi Ukiyo thinks this is a very normal situation.

That is an opportunity to realize an ideal world, and no one would feel willing to accept it. Even those good people who would really applaud others for being able to realize their ideal world would feel regretful.

But the applause from the three people in front of him only made him feel creepy and absurd.

"Well, then... three of you, next up is the award ceremony for the God of Desire... well, can you please..."

Tsumuri suppressed her uneasiness and tested it cautiously.

Under normal circumstances, Reid and the other two should be directly eliminated as the eliminated parties at this time, but... the system of the Desire Grand Prix seems unable to handle these three people.

"Ah? Don't worry, we'll just take a look and we won't do anything," Reid selectively ignored Tsumurai's pleading and glanced around at the scene of the Desire Grand Prix.

"This this--"

Tsumuri subconsciously looked at Ukiyo Hidetoshi.

After a moment of silence, Ukiyo Hidetoshi turned his gaze away in an exaggerated manner, and said slowly in a tone that was almost flattering, "When can my wish come true? Your Desire Grand Prix is ​​not a scam, is it?"

"Contestant Ukiyo Hidetoshi!?"

"The Desire Grand Prix is ​​certainly not a scam—"

With no other choice, Kiroli came out with his hands open, and a wish card fell down with a few words written on it.

【Become a big star known to everyone in this world】

"Contestant Ukiyo Hidetoshi, the world has become what you imagined—"

"when--"

A heavy and sacred bell rang, a holy white light descended, and Ukiyo Hidetoshi, bathed in the light, gradually disappeared.

Seeing that everything went well, Kiroli breathed a sigh of relief.

It's over. As long as those three guys don't get the belts in the next Desire Grand Prix, they won't be able to participate in the Desire Grand Prix.

Just as Kiroli was about to go back to report his work, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Is this how the Desire Grand Prix achieves an ideal world? Very interesting, let's do it again tomorrow—

—”

Reid and the others walked out through the crack opened by Luo Xiuao with laughter.

Kiroli suddenly broke out in sweat on his forehead.

Even the power of creation can't get rid of the three of them? !

Chapter 817 How many people can replace you? JPG

On top of the tall building, Hidetoshi Ukiyo closed his eyes and felt the wind brought by the [S·L] windmill. In his mind, the sacred bell seemed to still echo.

He will explain here that the Desire Grand Prix has realized his ideal world.

This is the power of the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix, even [S·L] can make changes.