Knight Asylum

Nilam crossed his fingers and his eyes gradually became colder.

"Without interests, there is no sense of reality built on top of it. If you can't understand this, how many people can replace you... how many people can you have?"

Kirori's breathing hitched.

He knew Neelam’s character.

This is the final warning.

If he says one more word, the game administrator will be replaced. Although no one knows who his successor will be, that person will definitely do anything reckless to please the VIPs.

"I see--"

Kiroli said no more and left.

The bad news is that Red will probably be a permanent resident of the Desire Grand Prix, but the good news is that if Red wants to achieve his goal, he must follow the rules of the Desire Grand Prix.

Then he absolutely cannot be replaced like this!

He still has one last hope, that's right!

That's the man! Ukiyo Hidetoshi!

Kiroli returned to the lounge and immediately explained Niram's decision to Tsumuri. When Tsumuri heard that Red was likely to be a permanent resident of the Desire Grand Prix, she was about to cry. So when Niram said that he wanted to bring Ukiyo Hidetoshi back, Tsumuri immediately nodded in agreement.

But when Kirori and Tsumurai found Ukiyo Hidetoshi, they were stunned.

In their impression, Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who has become a super wanted criminal and superstar, should be hiding here and there, looking as miserable as a homeless person.

but……

At this moment, Hidetoshi Ukiyo was sitting in the most upscale restaurant, eating food prepared by the best chef. The windbreaker he was wearing looked very expensive, and there was a butler waiting beside him.

A real big star.

Desire Grand Prix Award Wish Corrected?

When he saw Kirori and Tsumurai appear, Ukiyo Hidetoshi's eyes twitched.

"Don't tell me the Desire Grand Prix is ​​going to start again so soon."

Well, the Desire Grand Prix is ​​never responsible for the wishes it fulfills.

Chapter 821: I really need a reason to believe

"Until then! How did you do it, Eito? Aren't you... a super wanted criminal?"

Tsumurai asked the question in her mind.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi leisurely cut a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth. After tasting it for a while, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Because I'm a well-known [superstar], the evil party needs a representative with propaganda and appeal to unify the forces. No one is more suitable for this position than me who has no power, no background, no ambition, but has a very scary bounty."

"I see--that's great," Tsumurai breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's not good! I was almost hacked to death," Ukiyo Hidetoshi's eyes twitched violently.

Don’t think that he is in a leisurely state now. Just twenty minutes ago, he was chased and hacked by a group of thugs and was almost cut in half.

"So? Is the Desire Grand Prix about to start again? Excuse me, not to mention the rewards that require a strong life to win, with those three guys here, the Desire Grand Prix itself is a joke."

Hidetoshi Ukiyo is very open-minded.

He doesn't want to win the Grand Prix of Desire, but he can only get closer to his true wish step by step by winning the Grand Prix of Desire.

But this premise is that the Desire Grand Prix can operate normally.

"No, Yingshou, our operations have adjusted the content of the Desire Grand Prix. If you can win the next game, your wish will definitely come true..."

Kirori assured, then hesitated and added.

"This time, Red will follow the rules of the Desire Grand Prix and will only use the equipment prepared by the Desire Grand Prix."

"Really? So, do we need to brush the equipment this time as well?" Ukiyo Hidetoshi raised his eyes.

He didn't want to go through the horrible experience of having only the little buckle in the pool again.

"Ahem - this time, the big buckles will be given priority. As the winner of the last Desire Grand Prix, you, Yingshou, can choose the buckle combination first."

Kirori coughed awkwardly.

This is a typical act of cover-up.

But there is no way, Red's rich lady VIP is too terrifying. If he doesn't do this, Ukiyo Hidetoshi may only be able to play with small belt buckles until the end of his life.

"Mag... no, I need a powerful builder buckle," Ukiyo Hidetoshi narrowed his eyes and continued to cut the steak.

"I see--"

For the game administrator, picking out the equipment was just a matter of pressing a button, so Kirori immediately nodded in agreement and called out the equipment box containing the powerful builder, and placed it in front of Ukiyo Hidetoshi together with the belt.

In the past, Kiroli would have doubted why Ukiyo Hidetoshi, a first-time participant in the Desire Grand Prix, knew about the big buckle.

But now in Kiroli's heart, Hidetoshi Ukiyo is his only savior, so as long as Hidetoshi Ukiyo doesn't do anything too exaggerated, he will simply agree to any conditions Hidetoshi Ukiyo puts forward.

“Contestant Eitoshi——I’m really counting on you!”

Tsumuri bowed towards Ukiyo Hidetoshi with great respect.

As operators of the Desire Grand Prix, Tsumuri and Kiroli should not have contact with Ukiyo Hidetoshi as a contestant for long, so after handing the belt and equipment to Ukiyo Hidetoshi, Tsumuri and Kiroli immediately retreated.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi glanced at the belt and the big belt buckle on the table, but did not move and continued to eat his steak leisurely.

After a while, a man pushed the door and walked in.

"Hey——Look, you're not waiting for me~"

"Of course..." Ukiyo Hidetoshi put down his knife and fork, looked up and smiled at Reid across the table, "That's why I'm eating steak here. This is the third portion. No matter how delicious a dish is, it will become a torture if you eat too many portions."

"Really? So? Is this your first time participating in the Desire Contest."

Red pulled out a chair and sat down, raising his hand to decline the butler's invitation.

"Have you been discovered?" Ukiyo Hidetoshi was not surprised. He made the fox gesture and even joked, "Foxes are very good at deceiving people. You are the first one to see through it."

"But if the lie is exposed, it is only a matter of time before the fox is hunted."

Reid glanced at the equipment box and belt on the table.

The people from the Desire Grand Prix had already come, and Ukiyo Hidetoshi had no intention of hiding this fact.

"It's a problem, but I'm more worried about being... crushed by dinosaurs than being hunted by hunters."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi spread his hands, feeling helpless from the bottom of his heart.

Just as he finished speaking, two armed helicopters that had obviously been illegally modified took off outside the floor-to-ceiling windows that highlighted the size and atmosphere of the restaurant. Heavy weapons were extended out, accompanied by blinding flames and a terrifying torrent of metal sweeping out.

Even the special glass was shaking and making clanging sounds, as if it would collapse in the next second.

But it endured it all.

The man piloting the armed helicopter snorted in dissatisfaction and raised his hand. Soon, an even more terrifying weapon was pushed out. Although they didn't know what it was, the waiters around who had been calm immediately became nervous.

Obviously, the glass couldn't handle it all this time.

"You're really popular," Red complained.

It was obvious that these two armed helicopters were heading for Ukiyo Hidetoshi.

"All big stars are like this," Ukiyo Hidetoshi remained calm, but his left hand was already on the side of the belt.

Something was not right with the Desire Grand Prix this time, but he was not going to give up, so he couldn't die yet.

"I see--I think I understand what kind of person you are."

Red tilted his head and saw that the supernatural ignition ability was activated silently. The propeller of the armed helicopter stopped working instantly, and the pilot was sweating profusely.

"What did you do?" Ukiyo Hidetoshi withdrew his left hand, his face full of surprise. He only knew that Reid glanced at the attack helicopter, and the propeller of the attack helicopter stopped.

"Who knows, maybe they over-modified it—"

Red smiled, stood up and stretched.

"Since you're okay, I'll go back first. See you at the next Desire Grand Prix?"

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Ukiyo Hidetoshi didn't know how many times he had been surprised.

"If you don't want to be deceived by a fox, the best way is not to try to get any answers from it," Red also made a fox gesture, "but... if you really need help, it's best not to keep saying that foxes are the best at deceiving people."

"Otherwise, others won't have any reason to believe you."

Ukiyo Hidetoshi was startled and the fox's ears slowly drooped again.

Under the starry sky, between the holy columns, the sacred statue of the goddess is gazing calmly into the distance, while the man in a red cloak and a mask is staring at the statue of the goddess in front of him.

After a brief silence, the man spoke slowly.

"Git—"

"What's matter?"

A man wearing a purple suit and exuding a violent aura walked out.

"Neelam's approach is too mild. I don't need such a tepid desire grand prix - the goddess needs wishes."

"Really? Great—I like bad endings best."

Kit grinned, turned around, raised his hand and swiped downwards. A screen lit up, showing strange figures of different shapes.

"This world, if pushed casually, will be destroyed, just like this thing——"

Kit's finger landed on the weirdo labeled Gamedeus.

“How can it be that this deadly virus was solved before it became a pandemic?”

Chapter 822: That depends on the sincerity of the guide lady

"Grand Prix of Desire? The right to realize an ideal world?"

Yuta Shanura raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"real or fake?"

"Do you think I'm bored enough to make up something like this to scare you?" Red raised his finger and bent it.

"..."

"Hey, hey, hey - brother Shanpu, your silence is really hurtful -" Red covered his head and leaned back in an exaggerated manner.

"You're really not that bored, so? That super wanted criminal who suddenly appeared is the result of your wish coming true?" Shanpu Yuta let out a long breath, his brows slightly raised, "You've been living too comfortably, and you want to experience the feeling of being wanted?"

"Well... I'm not a boring person..."

Reid raised his hand weakly.

"Is this important?" Yuta Shanura raised his eyes.

"This is important, okay!"

"In other words, there is a group of aliens who are capturing people in [S·L] and are forcing those who evolve to participate in various competitions, offering them the right to realize an ideal world as a reward," Yuta Sugura ignored Reid's protests, held his chin in thought for a moment, and then realized what Reid meant.

"Are you worried that they will send students to participate in the Desire Grand Prix?"

"That's the problem. Their technology is very advanced. As long as you put on their belts, you will be transported to the site of the Desire Grand Prix." Red lowered his head. "This time, I will use my money ability to send those ordinary people away. But, you know what I mean."

"Indeed, we have no way of knowing whether the organizers of the Desire Grand Prix will secretly start a new competition somewhere else," said Yuta Sugiura with an extremely solemn expression.

"..."

"That's the one!"

The corner of Yuta Shanura's mouth twitched.

This guy must have just realized that the Desire Grand Prix can be secretly opened somewhere else!

"Yeah, well, well - that's a really bad possibility," Red's eyes flickered.

Yuta Shanura reminded him.

With the Desire Grand Prix's ability to infiltrate and transfer without anyone noticing, they can recruit contestants for the Desire Grand Prix from any corner of the world.

And most importantly, who says that the Desire Grand Prix can only be held one at a time?

Mobile games have different servers, so can’t the Desire Grand Prix have different service areas?

"As for the student... I will confirm the situation as much as possible," Yuta Sugiura said with his hands on his hips.

He has great confidence in the education at Amanokawa High School, but even he cannot guarantee that when the right to realize his ideal world appears before him, he will simply say NO.