Knight Asylum

"So it really is, courtesy before force?"

"It was just a gift. I just showed the old K in my hand."

"Wow——you——"

"Speaking of which, where is Yingshou? Why can't I see him?" Hongyin also looked around, "Didn't you come back together?"

"Well--something happened and he said he wanted to be alone," Red hesitated and then shook his head helplessly.

"Something happened? What happened?"

"He thought he had me killed."

……

"Click——"

The door was slowly pushed open with the sound of unlocking, and Kirori, who was cooking in the kitchen according to the recipe book, raised his head.

"Eishou, are you back? We're having beef today. Do you like it spicy or not?"

"It's all right. Do you need my help?"

"No, no, we can start eating when your sister comes back. You can go back to your room and rest first—"

"it is good--"

Ukiyo Hidetoshi smiled and nodded, turned around and walked up the stairs, found his room and pushed the door open. As soon as he entered, the first thing Ukiyo Hidetoshi saw was the ridiculously large poster on the wall.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo reached out and uncovered the poster. When he saw the densely packed words on the back of the poster, he exclaimed.

That's what the Desire Grand Prix is ​​all about.

Even if you lose your memory, as long as you are Ace, the moment you see these words, you will realize that you still have real things to do.

The Desire Grand Prix is ​​full of variables, and victory or defeat is just a matter of the organizer's decision. Once you fail, you will lose all memory of the Desire Grand Prix.

Whether you can become a contestant of the Desire Grand Prix again depends entirely on luck.

But only by knowing the existence of the Desire Grand Prix can you have the opportunity to control this luck.

This poster is for that very purpose.

"Hey - this is really hard work."

[Ukiyo Hidetoshi] smiled and tore off the poster, picked up a pen and wrote a few words on a piece of paper, then stuck the paper on the window facing the door.

When Hidetoshi Ukiyo woke up again, he was sitting at the dining table eating beef.

"How's it? Is it to your liking?"

Kirori's face came into view with his fingers crossed and full of expectation.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo swallowed the beef subconsciously.

Delicious, but...

piping hot.

Chapter 903 Who wants this thing? JPG

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the smell?"

Kiroli was stunned when he saw Ukiyo Hidetoshi standing there frozen in the same position while still eating beef.

"No, it's delicious, Father—"

Hidetoshi Ukiyo suppressed the protest of his esophagus and smiled slightly.

"Really? I feel relieved to see you eating so happily," Kirori breathed a sigh of relief, "Then eat more before your sister comes back."

At this time, Tsumuri, who had been talked about, came out. Seeing Ukiyo Hidetoshi and Kirori being in harmony with each other like a loving father and a filial son, Tsumuri's eyes widened immediately.

"Ah——Why did you start without permission?!"

"Ah... Tsumurri, you're back. This is your portion," Kirori said with an official smile as he pushed the obviously smaller bowl towards Tsumurri.

"..."

As the guide of the Desire Grand Prix, Tsumurri didn't need to eat at all, but this serious discrimination made Tsumurri speechless.

It’s only been a few days!

"Eitoshi, are you okay?" Tsumuri pulled out a chair and sat down, carefully looking at Ukiyo Eitoshi who was eating beef.

Although the specific circumstances are unknown, Chirami's actions caused Ukiyo Hidetoshi to behave abnormally.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi seems to be fine now, but that was the work of the Desire Grand Prix after all. God knows if there will be any troublesome side effects.

"Huh? Are you concerned about me? I'm the enemy of the Desire Grand Prix now," Ukiyo Hidetoshi asked with a smile.

"Of course - I am the guide of Kamen Rider. I am responsible for your ending, and I respect the choice you made. Even if we are not in the same camp, I will pray that you can realize your wish one day."

The sincere words and eyes without a trace of falsehood caused some cracks to appear on Ukiyo Hidetoshi's mask.

"Really? Thanks, sis."

After dinner, Hidetoshi Ukiyo wanted to help clean up, but was pushed out by Tsumuri with the words "You've worked hard enough today, take a good rest."

Helpless, Ukiyo Hidetoshi had to accept this kindness and walked up the stairs. The moment he opened the door, he was stunned.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the window facing the gate, and a line of words caught Ukiyo Hidetoshi's eyes.

【It’s just the beginning】

The signature is a fox logo that looks very familiar.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi's face changed drastically and he quickly stepped forward to take the paper off. After looking at it several times, he put the paper on with a stiff expression and stuffed it into his pocket.

There is no doubt that this is his note.

But he had no memory of that at all.

He didn't even know how he got back.

The worst happened.

Ace's two thousand years of memory are no longer just simple memories, but he begins to use his body as a soul.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi took out the Mark II buckle from his pocket.

This is a powerful force. If he uses this power, he can help Red more, but...

[No matter how many people died, don't worry, just make a wish, [a world where those who died in this accident are resurrected! ]

Hidetoshi Ukiyo turned around and walked out of the door holding the Mark II buckle, went straight to the garbage sorting area, and threw the Mark II buckle into the trash can with the non-recyclable sign without hesitation.

"Who wants to use such power?"

He wants to realize his wish in his own way.

late at night.

At the call of Kiryu Sento's mysterious text message, Red came to the laboratory. Considering the particularity of what Kiryu Sento was currently studying, Red probed at the door before walking in.

As soon as he entered the room, Red saw Danrito lying on his side on a chair with a satisfied smile and a gray body. There was only one word to describe this state.

Death from overwork!

Reid took a quick step forward, knelt on one knee, and held up Dan Lidou's body as he slowly fell.

"Teacher Danrito! You died of overwork while developing a new work, right? Where's the new work? Where is it!?"

"Red, you can be pretty scary sometimes..."

I couldn't help but complain about Wanzhanglong who was standing aside.

【Game Over】

Dan Lidou's head drooped and his body gradually disappeared, but Wanzhang Longwo turned away as if he was used to it. He turned around and licked a stroke on the screen next to him, which just formed the word "正", and there were five "正" on the screen.

The title right at the top of the screen says it all.

[Number of deaths from overwork]

A Mario-specific pipe appeared out of thin air, and Danrito rose from it with his hands folded across his chest.

"Don't worry, the new game is already done - go play it!"

"Wu——"

Although he was happy, Red did not forget the reason for coming here.

"So? Have you figured out how the Vision Drive works?"

God's talent is not just arrogant talk, Danrito's talent and creativity can only be described as divine. And the only thing that can cause Danrito to die of overwork twenty-five times in a short period of time is the Vision Driver, the crystallization of the core technology of 3.5 dimensions.

"Understand? NoNoNo——"

Dan Lidou stood on the bench with his hands open and his chin raised. Under the fluorescent lights above his head, he looked like a god at this moment.

“It’s analysis!”

The moment Dan Lidou finished speaking, Wan Zhang Long Wo screamed "Ah——" and disappeared, then fell from the other side of the laboratory, disappeared again, and bounced out from the wall. Even though he was foaming at the mouth, the transmission did not stop.

However, the person who was doing the teleportation was not a devil. At the moment when I was about to vomit, the teleportation stopped, and then a bucket specially for vomiting appeared next to me.

I, who was able to hold it back, seemed to have triggered a switch and started vomiting while holding the bucket.

It was then that Red noticed that Wanzhanglong was wearing a modified Desire Grand Prix Belt around his waist.

"Yes, it's analysis!"

Kiryu Battle Rabbit appeared in the light of data and sat on a chair, and he was wearing a modified version of the Visio Driver on his waist.

"The human body code worn by the game driver is analyzed and then transferred through the server—"

"Very impressive, right? Very talented, right?"

Originally, Kiryu Sento was planning to be modest, but he became more and more excited the more he spoke and finally couldn't hold back and moved a chair next to Danrito, with a fluorescent light on his head like Danrito, and his hands open with an expression that said "Come and praise me".

“Wow——I actually did it…”

"Hey, hey, hey—Red, is it my illusion? Did you just give me a subtle...disgusting look?"

"No--"

Red bent down and patted Wanzhanglongwo on the back to prevent him from drowning in his own vomit.

"By the way, where's Dr. Kurim? Why can't I see Dr. Kurim?"

"As Dr. Kurim said, we're smoking in the smoking area," Kiryu Sento jumped off the chair with a whoosh, put away his smile, raised his hand and gently patted Reid's shoulder.

"I'll leave it to you."

Chapter 904 We are the bad guys

For the human body, cigarettes are undoubtedly harmful and have no benefits.

It was said to be a brief escape, but the toxic substances remained in the most important lungs, and the brain was paralyzed by the illusory components. The smoke dissipated, but the person remained there.

This is what Red had read in a book before.

At that time, Red felt that it was somewhat of a generalization. After all, the drinking culture has a long history. If the leader hands you a cigarette, you have to smoke it even if you have lung cancer. And now many young people also smoke secretly because they think it is cool.

But when he saw Kurim sitting there with a cigarette in his mouth and looking at the smoky ceiling with a dazed look in his eyes, Red felt that he should be wary of the large number of individual cases.

"Dr. Kulim, I thought scientists like you would hate things like alcohol and tobacco that can have permanent effects on the brain."

Reid raised his hand and waved.

At the moment, it seems that Dr. Kurim is not smoking, but simply lighting up cigarettes one after another.

But there is no difference between sitting here and breathing and smoking directly.

Red turned on the exhaust fan without thinking.

"…Red, the research on the Vision Drive was successful. I solved the most troublesome part, which is the server."

Kulim lowered his head. He knew that Red would not allow him to escape reality alone, so he simply expressed his thoughts.

"Dr. Kulim, you are so amazing—"

"After our analysis, the Vision Driver is a port that directly connects to something. That is everything to the Desire Grand Prix and the foundation of the Desire Grand Prix... I'm afraid that is the capital that enables the Desire Grand Prix to realize the ideal world."

Kulim took a look at the cigarette butt in his hand, pressed it into the ashtray, held his forehead with both hands and let out a long breath.

"I am a scientist. I don't believe in the so-called power of creation, so I interpreted the Desire Grand Prix with my own ideas. The so-called 3.5 dimensions, in the final analysis, is the digitization of life and even the world."