Knight Asylum

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, an airship with a wanted poster for Ukiyo Hidetoshi just happened to pass by.

Niram immediately became embarrassed. "We are trying to find a way to solve this problem. We have several solutions..."

"I can offer a solution. Somewhere in this land there is an alchemist. Her name is Kara—"

Mitsuo Hongo gradually raised the corners of his mouth.

"She is the developer of the O-coin, and she holds the forbidden alchemical technology of equivalent exchange and the fulfillment of wishes."

Neelam's mouth opened in surprise.

This shareholder...is just too good!

Must be really like our Desire Grand Prix.

Chapter 819: Even after being cheated, I still remember the kindness of others

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

Red held the office door open and didn't go in immediately.

In the office, Niram, dressed in a well-tailored suit, was eating the cake made by Mitsuo Hong Shang with great enjoyment on his face.

Red had never seen Neelam, but Neelam exuded an aura very similar to that of the game administrator. It seemed real, but extremely unreal, as if it was an ideal form built up by data.

This man is from the future, and since he can eat cake here, he is most likely a senior executive of the Desire Grand Prix.

"Ah - isn't this contestant Red Leonard? Nice to meet you -"

Niram put down what he was doing, smiled brightly, and came to Red. He stretched out his hands very respectfully and held Red's right hand.

“I’m the producer of the Desire Grand Prix, Neelam.”

"Eh - nice to meet you," Reid raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Metzler who was sitting on the sofa and sipping tea.

Mazel smiled at Reid.

"I thought you would, what, hide your identity?" Red let go of Niram's hand with a strange expression.

"Hmm? Why? We are operating a legitimate business, so there is no need to hide our identity," Niram smiled and raised his hand towards Hong Shang Guangsheng. "Chairman Hong Shang invested in us because he knew about this matter."

No, this guy would invest with a smile even if he was a terrorist.

Red tilted his head back slightly.

He knew that Neelam was trying to prove his harmlessness to him, but…Neelam used the wrong example.

"Okay, I understand. About the Desire Grand Prix—"

Red tilted his head to look at the huge advertising airship outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

“I don’t have any problem with your operation.”

"I'm sorry - regarding this matter, we are already working hard to repair the server. Of course, we won't forget about compensation," Niram rubbed his hands awkwardly.

This is definitely the worst situation in the history of the Desire Grand Prix. Of course, many VIPs also find it very interesting.

"Compensation? You'll get as many wishes as the number of hours of overtime?" Red was a little surprised.

"Ahem - that's a lot of wishes, ahem -"

Neelam coughed heavily.

The right to realize an ideal world is a reward for the contestants, but for these operators, realizing the ideal world is actually a very simple thing.

But, not to mention their current means of realizing their wishes, there seems to be some problem with the Goddess of Creation, and she can't even fulfill such a simple wish as becoming a big star.

If Red were really given a few wishes, he might not come to play the Desire Grand Prix after having fun.

From an operation perspective, the loss of players, especially the loss of many VIP star players, is a big taboo!

"Well, we can provide you with some information that might interest you," Niram looked away awkwardly.

"Intelligence?" Reid raised his eyebrows slightly.

When the wish he wrote disappeared from the wish card, he was sure that the so-called right of the Desire Grand Prix to realize the ideal world had many limitations.

Of course, the wish he made was indeed outrageous, and he didn't think that the Desire Grand Prix had the ability to make it come true from the beginning.

The distortion of Ukiyo Hidetoshi's wish also sounded a wake-up call for him. The person who made the wish had no way of deciding how the wish would be interpreted, how it would be fulfilled, and what consequences it would lead to.

It feels terrible to have your destiny completely controlled by others.

An ordinary citizen suddenly becomes a big star that everyone wants to catch. I'm sure Ukiyo Hidetoshi is so upset that he wants to reload the game again.

But getting intelligence is another matter. If we only get intelligence, there shouldn't be any uncontrollable accidents.

"Yes, intelligence! Any intelligence will do!"

Seeing Red's heart moving, Niram was delighted, but he immediately added.

"Please don't ask for some information on how to obtain the power beyond the power of God."

"Hey - then, I want to know where is Sonosaki Fumion, the woman who now changes her name to Sherad?"

"Looking for someone? That's easy - player Red, you just need to pass the first round of the next Desire Grand Prix using only the Desire Grand Prix equipment."

"..."

"Ahem - contestant Red, please understand that we also have many difficulties in the Desire Grand Prix," Neelam awkwardly avoided Red's sight.

Many VIPs wanted to see Red fight heroically, but they couldn't create an evil demon that Red could fight seriously with, so they had to compromise and let Red fight only with the equipment from the Desire Grand Prix.

"It is not good?"

At this time, Mitsuo Hongo spoke.

"You can get the information you want just by playing the game."

"Yes, yes, Reid, our games are very sound!" Neelam immediately nodded in agreement.

"But I prefer insane games—"

Red's intuition told him that Mitsuo Hongu wanted to cheat the Desire Grand Prix. Niram seemed to be an honest man, and he would probably still think highly of Mitsuo Hongu even if he was cheated.

Red doesn't like the Desire Grand Prix very much, but he doesn't dare to underestimate Hong Shangguang's ability. Who knows what purpose Hong Shangguang will achieve through the Desire Grand Prix.

"It's okay, we can customize the imperfect game!"

"……Fine."

Neelam had said so much, and Red had no choice but to look forward to the imperfect game that Neelam mentioned.

"Well - excuse me for interrupting -"

Seeing that Red agreed, Niram breathed a sigh of relief, smiled humbly, bowed, walked out of the office, crossed the corridor, and got into the elevator before leaving.

"President Hongshang——"

Reid's shoulders slumped and he tilted his head to look at Hong Shang Guangsheng.

"He originally planned to give you the information only if you win the Desire Grand Prix," Mitsuo Hongo raised his finger and shook it left and right. "Now all you have to do is pass the first round. This should be a very simple thing for you, right?"

"That's another matter. Although I really want to emphasize this to you, I always feel that you don't take it to heart," Reid scratched the back of his head. "It's not good for the growth of desire to be restricted, right?"

"Hmm~ Reid, you understand me more and more, I can see that~ You are no longer as repressed as before--" Mitsuo Hongo's mouth curled up slightly.

"That's true—but it's not necessarily a bad thing."

Red held up a finger and curled it.

"Also, no longer suppressing yourself doesn't mean giving up your bottom line, President Hongshang—"

"If you don't lock down your boundaries, you'll be swallowed up by desire."

Chapter 820: Niram: Don’t speak ill of shareholders!

"That guy is getting better and better at talking."

In front of the French window, Anku folded his arms and looked down at Red who was walking away. He muttered unhappily and then turned his head to look at Mazel, who only remained dignified in front of Red.

"By the way, is this really okay? He came to see you specifically—"

Metzger was silent for a moment and then put the magazine down.

"Anku, why do you insist on staying in that woman's body when you clearly have the opportunity to transform back to your complete form?"

Anku was stunned, subconsciously avoiding Mazel's sight, and muttered, "What does this have to do with you? She and I are a community of interests, of course, because it is profitable."

"A greedy person is always loyal to his own desires and is always greedy - so a greedy person cannot be considered a complete life -"

"You can't see colors, feel temperature, or taste any flavors. You can only get some satisfaction when you pursue your own desires. That's why you stay in that woman's body. Only through the human body can you see colors and taste flavors," Metzl stood up slowly, raised her hand and gently tucked her hair behind her ears.

"Anku, you want to be human, right?"

Anku's breathing stagnated, but perhaps because he felt that his performance was very embarrassing, his face immediately became gloomy, "So what?"

"That's my answer."

Metzger opened her right hand, and O coins appeared in her palm. Her past self would feel at ease and satisfied with these O coins because they were her body.

But now, she only felt disgust and repulsion. These O coins were proof that she was incomplete and not a living being.

She didn't get all the memories of the future, and her future self didn't intend to give them to her, but she got something more important, which was feeling.

The feeling of coming into contact with Red as a complete being.

That is something that this body made of O coins can never obtain.

"I felt it once, even if it was just an illusion brought by memory, I couldn't bear to touch Red with this body full of flaws—"

Mazel clenched her fists.

“I must become a complete life!”

"Tsk——"

"Ah, of course, I won't forget my good friend Anku, so don't ever think about stabbing me in the back and snatching away my chance to become a complete life," Metzl smiled brightly and raised his thumb to gesture on his neck.

"You know my character."

"Hmph - I'm not as impatient as you," Anku folded his arms across his chest and snorted unhappily, closing his right eye. After a pause, he muttered softly.

"We agreed, don't forget it."

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can ask the people from the Desire Grand Prix to fulfill your wish~" Metzl grinned twice.

"Don't be ridiculous. Their bodies are fake," Anku said with a disdainful smile. "Didn't you see how Niram ate the cake?"

"What's the difference between you and me?"

……

Looking at the plan in his hand, Kiroli hesitated for a long time before looking up at Niram who was leisurely drinking coffee in front of him, and whispered tentatively.

"This is?"

"Of course it's the game content of the new Desire Grand Prix. Can't you see that?" Niram raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Of course I know this is part of the Desire Grand Prix game, but... it's too suspicious. Whether it's this woman named Kara or the alchemy that can make wishes come true through equivalent exchange, it's all too coincidental!"

Kiroli repeatedly reviewed the contents of the plan. The more he looked, the weirder it seemed to him.

The wish-granting function of their Desire Grand Prix just broke down, and they don’t know when it will be fixed. They are just worrying about how to appease the VIPs...

The solution popped up?

What's even stranger is that the method to solve the problem of the Desire Grand Prix being unable to correctly realize wishes can actually serve as a game of the Desire Grand Prix?

There is no such good thing in this world!

When Kiroli saw that the forbidden alchemy of equivalent exchange actually required O coins, he immediately determined that there was definitely something wrong!

"Coincidence? Is that true? This alchemy has already appeared eight hundred years ago. I have visited the previous records. We did not hold the Desire Grand Prix during that period. Could they have made up a lie that lasted for eight hundred years without knowing about our existence?"

Niram raised his hand and waved it, glancing at Kiroli uncomfortably.

He was not an idiot, so he immediately accessed the Earth's history through the system and investigated the alchemy called Kara mentioned by Hong Shangguang.

The conclusion he came to was that Mitsuo Hongo did not deceive him, Kara was real, alchemy was real, and being sealed was real.

He has been running the Desire Grand Prix for so many years, but he has never met such an understanding shareholder.

It would be fine if Kirori suspected him, but he actually suspected Mitsuo Hongu?

Simply unbearable!

"Kilori, I know what you are thinking. You think President Hongshang wants to use us, but I must remind you that creating benefits for shareholders is the desire grand prize—"