Knight Asylum

"It was just that, just doing the same operation, it was an incredible thought, and I had been avoiding thinking about how to solve it, but the moment I saw that drive, I knew that I had opened a door that should be buried forever."

Red didn't say anything, but quietly looked at Kurim, who looked like a death row inmate who was about to be executed and suddenly began to repent for his crimes.

"I call it the Sigma Sphere, which decodes the human body into a digital life similar to a digital core through the field of heavy acceleration."

"Within the domain, only those who are allowed can materialize through the Sigma Sphere... I can modify those numbers at will according to my thoughts."

"This is definitely not... a technology that should be born in this world."

"Why do you say that?" Red leaned against the door. "That's great technology. It means that humans will be completely free from death, disease, hunger, and even...war."

"The Grand Prix of Desire is the final form of humanity after obtaining this technology."

Kulim took out another cigarette and tried to reach for the lighter, but Red raised his hand and waved it, a spark flashed, and the cigarette lit.

After hesitating for a moment, Kurim raised his wrist tiredly. This time he held it in his mouth and took a breath. The choking taste made Kurim cough uncontrollably.

"Humans today do not have the ability to master this technology, Dr. Kulim, is that what you mean?" Reid lowered his head and sighed.

"I probably won't have that ability in the future."

"so……"

"So! Dr. Kulim, let's be the bad guys."

Kulim was stunned, and turned to look at Reid in great surprise.

"We will monopolize this technology, and the moment it is no longer of any use, we will simply destroy it and bury it in time," Reid relaxed his body and walked in front of Kurim, extending his right hand towards him.

"Dr. Kurim, we are known terrorists."

Outside the door, Kiryu Sento rubbed his curled hair, yawned and walked back.

The Sigma Sphere is undoubtedly a great invention that can completely change the way humans survive, but for internationally renowned terrorist organizations, no matter how great the invention is, it has only one use, which is to use it as a weapon to attack the enemy.

That's right, it's used for the Desire Grand Prix.

"In short, the Desire Grand Prix possesses a...Super Sigma Sphere?"

Because Kurim returned, the late night combat meeting started again, and Red raised his hand and expressed his doubts.

"Although I don't like such unreal numbers as super, very, but... yes, the Desire Grand Prix has a super sigma sphere."

Kiryuu Sento raised his finger to emphasize.

"Only super can describe the gap between the two. The current Sigma Sphere alone cannot achieve the Desire Grand Prix."

"Well - if we spend a dozen years maintaining the data, we can probably achieve the same level, but - that's it, right? This is too troublesome."

Kiryuu Sento spread his hands, placed the Vision Driver on the table, raised his fingers and tapped the Vision Driver.

"According to our research, as long as we equip the Vision Driver, we can probably teleport to the location of the Super Sigma Sphere. However, this is a very dangerous operation. We cannot judge the situation there. Secondly, the permissions of this Vision Driver are not complete. Perhaps... another Vision Driver is needed."

Red held his chin up and raised his brows slightly.

The first thing that came to his mind was the Vision Driver on Siel's waist, which looked like a gold version.

When he first saw the belt, he thought about snatching it away, but unfortunately, Siel was a man with a great sense of escape and would run away as soon as he saw something wrong.

"So my idea is... bang bang bang - let's build our own Vision Drive!"

Danrito raised his hand and opened the curtain, and a new Vision Driver appeared in front of Reid and others.

"There is nothing that God cannot do!!!"

"...You guys can really do anything."

Red wrapped his arms around himself and felt his scalp go numb.

"All that's left is, uh, repeated testing—"

Kiryuu Sento yawned.

"Although I really want to say this, but... there is still a troublesome problem here."

This time it was Da Dao Ke Ji who spoke.

"Manno Tenjuro has a mechanical life form that copied Dr. Kurim's brain. Dr. Kurim can develop the Sigma Sphere, so that mechanical life form can do the same."

"With the help of the Desire Grand Prix, Manno Tenjuro will develop a more complete and better performing Sigma Sphere, and Manno Tenjuro will undoubtedly abuse this technology."

Red raised his hand and patted his head.

"Troublesome things keep happening one after another."

Chapter 905: Damn, the technology has been cracked again

For Red and others, troubles are one after another, and the same is true for Nilam.

It was an intuition so real that it made him panic.

The secret of the 3.5th dimension has been touched upon, and something they are proud of... no, it should be said that the truth on which they depend for survival has been uncovered.

The moment that terrible intuition hit him, Niram came to the conclusion.

No evidence needed, the Vision drive has been cracked!

If I hesitate any longer...I might look back one day and find that the Goddess of Creation has been moved away!

After figuring this out, Niram immediately arranged for someone to look after the goddess of creation.

Fortunately, the amount of data Red has is too large, so even if Red uses the Vision drive, he has no way to teleport into the space where the Goddess of Creation is. If it were someone else, they could still try with the authority of their organizer.

But this alone is not enough.

"Producer——"

Chirami, who received the message, pushed the door open cautiously and stuck his head out, not daring to take a step forward, as if he was worried that he would be expelled because he came in with his left foot first.

Before Neelam could say anything, Chirami immediately raised his voice.

"Producer! Don't worry! I've thought of new game content! It will definitely keep the ratings up!"

Niram took a deep breath and crossed his fingers, "Chirami, it's not about ratings now."

"Eh?"

"Because of your mistake, Red and his team got the Vision Drive, and... they probably cracked the Vision Drive. It won't be long before they can enter and exit the Goddess of Creation as freely as entering a public toilet."

Qirami's legs went limp and he sat down on the ground with a thud. In order to prevent himself from screaming, Qirami put his fingers in his mouth and clicked his knuckles with his teeth.

Although he was not doing things properly, he was still a game manager after all. Niram had said so much, how could he not understand what Niram meant.

This is no longer a matter of replacing the game administrator due to plummeting ratings, but the entire Desire Grand Prix may be shut down as a result.

Who would be responsible for this?

Even saying that it was your fault, who else can be held responsible for this matter! ?

"No, no, no--Producer! It hasn't come to that yet!"

Qilami used all four limbs to crawl towards Nilam in a panic, wanting to show off his shoe-licking skills, but unfortunately Nilam's female secretary didn't give him the chance to get close to her. The black muzzle of the gun forced him to choose the lower position of licking shoes and get down on the ground.

"Please give me another chance! I will definitely be able to get the Vision Drive back!"

"Rob? How do you rob?" Niram crossed his fingers, his expression was extremely cold, "How about I give you the Vision Drive in my hand and give it to Red again?"

"Oh, no—well—"

Qirami's eyes flickered and he rubbed his hands awkwardly for a while, then he placed his left hand on his chest and raised his right hand above his head.

"But we still have a group of reliable helpers! With their help, getting the Vision Drive back is not... uh - impossible!"

When Qilami thought of Reid's terrifying fighting power, he subconsciously felt guilty for a moment, but when he thought that if Niram really packed up and ran away, he would have no room for turning back.

Even a dead horse... must be treated as a living one!

Niram took a deep breath and looked down at Qirami indifferently. Just as he was about to fire Qirami, someone walked in.

"This is not good - we are the Desire Grand Prix. If we run away in disgrace now, how are we going to gain the trust of the VIPs in the future?"

"Lord Kit!!! Lick, lick, lick-"

The person who came was none other than Siel's right-hand man, Kit.

As soon as Chirami saw Git appear, he immediately lay down at Git's feet and licked his shoes skillfully.

As a professional, he had already seen that Nilam, who was ready to leave this era, was already impatient with him and might kill him at any time.

But it was clear that Git had other ideas about this era, so as long as he held on to Git's thighs, there was still room for recovery.

"I will leave this era, but the premise is that this world will welcome Badend."

Kit grinned and revealed an extremely violent smile.

"Neelam, from the moment they get the Vision Drive and decode our technology, it's either us or them."

Niram tightened his fingers and stared at Jeeter, "You want our show to turn into a war?"

"What's wrong with that? Rinneram, this is the sense of reality you're looking for—"

Kit raised his hand and patted Chirami on the shoulder.

"Chirami, you have one last chance."

“Oooooohh ...

The chill in the last two words startled Chirami, and he immediately jumped up, saluted on the spot, and then rushed out at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Neelam instinctively stood up and tried to stop Chirami, but Jeet blocked his way.

As the producer, Niram immediately wanted to use his authority to dismiss Chirami, but his authority was locked.

Obviously, Siel, who is one level higher than him, also means the same thing.

Niram sat back dejectedly, covering his forehead with his right hand. The female secretary at the side saw Niram's face and her eyes flickered.

"Everyone - everyone! Give me some good ideas! Please!"

As soon as he returned to the lounge, Qirami knelt on the ground with a plop and humbly begged to Manyo Tenjuro and Ortega with a dojo, no longer putting on airs as usual.

"Hey - it looks like our game master is about to lose power~"

Orutga held his chin up and looked down at Qirami with a smile, admiring Qirami's embarrassment at the moment.

"That's it! This is the last chance! But - if I'm done for, you can forget about staying here!"

Because Ortega's expression was so arrogant, Kirami did not forget to warn Ortega and Manyo Tenjuro while explaining his situation.

"..."

However, the subtle expressions of Manyo Tenjuro and Ortega made Qirami's heart skip a beat, and he raised his right hand cautiously.

"I, we are a community with a shared destiny, right!"

"...Yes, Mr. Game Master," Olutega stood up, patted his pants, smiled brightly and raised his right index finger, "You are very lucky~"

"A certain adult here is getting a little impatient~ If nothing unexpected happens--"

Orutja paused and then laughed sinisterly.

"That Red will lose all his power on that day and in that place—"

"Really!!!"

"But, Mr. Game Master, if you want things to go smoothly, it depends on your efforts—"

Olutega raised his hand and slapped Kirami's shoulder hard, tightening his fingers.

"You'll try your best, right?"

Chirami swallowed hard and nodded vigorously.

Chapter 906 The Earth Has a Fever

The third day of the amusement park freeze.

"It's coming—"

"learn--"

The huge Gamedus raised its body in the gaming field, but before it could stretch out its hand, I picked up the remote control and pressed it in its direction.

The majestic, perfect body immediately disintegrated and disappeared.

Reid and Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who were making preparations to use the map kill to eliminate Gamedus, breathed a sigh of relief and confirmed that there was no virus left on the patient before pulling out their belts.

Back in the treatment room for gaming disease, I took out the patient's physical data change information and placed it in front of everyone.