Masked Rider: Infinite Journey

"Boss, look at the wild styling, the tough engine, and the battle damage." Blu-ray Red polished the peeling paint on the motorcycle and bargained with the dealership owner, "This is literally a man's ultimate dream. Give me more."

The car dealership owner thought that what Lan Guanghong said made some sense, so he finally reached the deal at a price that satisfied both parties.

"Great, I have this week's living expenses." Lan Guanghong counted the money and returned to his cabin with satisfaction.

Next door, the reunited Izumi family was crying bitterly and expressing their longing for each other. He thought it would be better not to disturb them now.

Let’s wait until tomorrow to discuss those questions.

"You seem to be enjoying this kind of life." Falia floated in mid-air, lying face down, her hands holding her chin as she faced the lying Lan Guanghong. "Is it really that fun?"

"Well, after all, I am invincible in this world." Lan Guanghong thought about it and felt that here, probably only the fat man and the little boy could hurt him.

But when it really came, he was not afraid. At most, he would just bask in the sun for a while, and then something incredible would happen.

"Since I have no rivals, wouldn't it be nice to just be like a detective and enjoy the process of unraveling the truth?"

"Oh~, what if the clues get stuck and we can't find the truth?"

"Then I'll go tear down Gorgom and kill the Creator King here, and put an end to it all."

"...It really suits your style."

"Hehe, there's nothing I can do. Who made me so strong... Speaking of which." Lan Guanghong suddenly reached out and inserted his hand into Falia's illusory body, grasping it twice. "You have no other means of materialization, so you can only rely on the Dimons belt?"

"No, I could have used the power to materialize the Sin Seal by placing it on you, but the Emperor Stone is incompatible."

"Oh, it seems I have to find a way to fix it as soon as possible." Lan Guanghong reluctantly withdrew his hand, pulled up the quilt to cover his head: "Sleep!"

His sleep quality has always been good, and he fell into a deep sleep quickly.

But some people can’t sleep…

Birukinya, who had regained his human form, walked sadly on the street, holding an arm that was bitten and bloody.

He was seriously injured and had lost his sword, which was a great reliance. Considering Tang Bo's cold-blooded character, he didn't know if he would be abandoned.

Damn it, even if only Saber was here... Saber, huh?!

He suddenly fell forward against the glass of a used store on the street, his bloodshot eyes clearly visible.

Inside the glass, a familiar red sword was displayed.

The sign below read: A broken toy sword, price: 5110 yen.

Chapter 75 The Truth About the Weird Man

The next day, Lan Guanghong was awakened by Xiao Kui knocking on the door.

The girl's face was covered with tear marks, but she tried hard to give him a big smile.

"Dad and Mom left."

Blu-ray Red:?

"But before they left, they left something behind."

Oh, that's more like it.

After letting Xiaokui into the house, she piled a large stack of documents, photos and other things on the coffee table.

"These are the origins of weirdos."

Lan Guanghong responded, then sat down cross-legged and began to check the documents.

The content inside is shocking!

Creatures that have existed on Earth for five million years are older than humans. This is the general understanding of the weirdos about their own ethnic group.

However, the things before my eyes completely overturned this point.

The monster is nothing more than a weapon created by a radical war activist fifty years ago through human body modification experiments.

The so-called King of Creation, the God of Monsters, was actually just the first monster that was accidentally born under the dual influence of a solar eclipse and a locust plague.

The Creator King has no self-awareness. The purpose of its existence is to provide essence, which can be used to create monsters. When the essence is mixed with fresh human flesh, it becomes a "hot paradise" that monsters can't stop.

"Paradise" is extremely addictive to monsters, but it is not toxic. Instead, it can keep the monsters' cells active (without aging), or be used as a miracle drug that can bring their lives back.

However, its formula contains fresh...human flesh!

Lan Guanghong was furious when he saw this.

Fifty years! In these fifty years, how many people have been made into the so-called paradise!

"Unforgivable!" He punched the ground with his fist, his face filled with rage. "Donbo, the Gorgon Party, unforgivable!"

"Brother Guanghong." Xiaokui took out another black film: "This is the video of the birth of the King of Creation."

"I want to make it public so that everyone in the world will know about the evil deeds of this group of people!"

Lan Guanghong looked at Xiao Kui, her face full of determination.

"Are you sure you want to do this? You have to understand that if you really make it public, there will be no place for you in the human world."

"I'll do it. At worst, I'll be with weirdos forever."

Xiao Kui looked directly at Lan Guanghong and uttered her famous words again: "The weight of human life and that of monsters on this earth is not a single gram different."

Lan Guanghong suddenly chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing, it's just that now I understand why someone wants to kill you."

He took the film from Xiao Kui's hand and weighed it: "I assume you don't have any equipment at home that can play this?"

"Indeed not. This is too old."

"Then, let's go to the used shop first." Lan Guanghong picked up the helmet by the door and handed it to her: "Put it on, let's go."

Xiao Kui took the helmet and put it on obediently, then asked doubtfully, "Brother Guanghong, why aren't you wearing it?"

"Because it's useless. My head is harder than the pancakes from the Asumi family, let alone a helmet."

Xiaokui:?

You mean there's a shop called Asumimi, and their pancakes are harder than helmets?

Can I still eat it?

……

Office of the Prime Minister.

The current Prime Minister, Shinichi Doba, elegantly scooped up the sauce and sprinkled it evenly on the fried pork cutlet.

After taking two spoonfuls, he put the spoon down, poured the entire bowl of sauce in, and squeezed in some mayonnaise.

I took a piece and tasted it, hmm, it tasted right.

As an old man who has entered old age and has one foot halfway into the coffin, his functions have deteriorated greatly. Only this kind of greasy and smelly food can make him taste the happiness he once had.

Sometimes, he really envied the weirdos, who could stay young forever as long as they ate heaven.

But, he didn't want to be one of the weirdos because... it stinks.

"Birukinya."

The Sword Master, who had been standing aside for a long time, quickly came up to him and said, "Here."

"I heard that you tried to capture two wanted human criminals, but failed."

"I'm so sorry, but both Black Sun and Shadow Moon showed up at the time, so I could only..."

"I don't want to hear reasons."

"Yes, I'm very sorry." Birukinya bowed deeply to apologize.

Tang Bo ignored him, slowly finished his pork chop, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

When the Sword Saint was extremely anxious, he slowly said, "Forget it. You've been with me for so many years. Even if you haven't made any contributions, you've worked hard. I'll forgive you this time."

The Sword Master breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, thank you, Prime Minister!"

"Well, also, it's time to replenish the materials in heaven."

The Sword Master understood and immediately expressed his sincerity, "I understand. I will send the materials to Gorgom tonight."

"Yeah." Tang Bo waved his hand, and Birukinya followed his orders and backed out of the office.

Damn it, I've actually fallen to the point of seizing the raw materials of heaven like a bunch of random soldiers!

Birukinia took the toy sword he bought for 5,000 yen, and with a gloomy face, called a few of his men out to work.

——Those boring guys are parading again today, so let’s pick someone from them.

As it happens, the disappearances can be blamed on the weirdos who are also on the parade, which is really delightful.

……

"Why is there another parade? Don't you have to earn money to support your family?" Lan Guanghong looked speechlessly at the road that was blocked by two groups of people.

"That guy Jingyuan always comes to cause trouble every time we have a parade!" Xiaokui held the newly bought film player and looked angrily at the leader of the human camp.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do. Let's wait a while." Lan Guanghong had no intention of joining in. Xiao Kui didn't dare to join in as usual because he was holding important things. He could only close his helmet and glasses and pretend to be a passerby.

Lan Guanghong sat in the car and watched the conflict between the two groups escalate, but he remained restrained and couldn't help but want to laugh.

What's the difference between this kind of movement and clowns? It just makes people laugh.

Just when he thought that this parade would be as disappointing as the last one, an unexpected variable occurred.

Nobuhiko, riding his silver motorcycle, came between the two parade groups.

He looked at the people on both sides, walked slowly, and finally jumped onto the roof of a car and began his performance.

"I'm a weirdo, just like you... So, we should be even angrier... Those who agree with me, please fight with me!"

After finishing his passionate speech, he transformed into Shadow Moon, bringing the atmosphere in the venue to a climax.

As for Lan Guanghong, when he heard the word "battle", he immediately stopped feeling sleepy!

He was rubbing his hands, ready to intervene at any time, but he didn't expect that the two groups would one applaud, the other throw garbage, and then... disperse.

Disbanded?!

It sounds so good, but it ends up being a failure.

Lan Guanghong shook his head regretfully and started the car to go home.

Beside him, Xiao Kui asked nervously, "Brother Guanghong, I'm only fourteen years old. I don't know how to ride a bike!"

"It's okay, the combat locusts are very smart, you don't even need to hold the handlebars." Lan Guanghong, who was riding a silver motorcycle, bared his teeth and gave Xiao Kui a thumbs up, revealing a mouthful of healthy white teeth.

Chapter 76 Don’t Come Over Here

The slightly salty sea breeze rustled the blue-red clothes. He squinted his eyes and hummed an invincible little tune.

“Wake up! The hero, burn brightly!”

"A never-ending battle between light and darkness..."

The sun was shining, the wind was clear and the air was fresh. The only drawback was that Nobuhiko's broken car was running too slowly.

There's no way around it. Although this car was indeed a very fashionable and advanced product when it was designed, it's still an antique from half a century ago. We should be thankful that it can still run.

The blue light and red were moving at a snail's pace in front, and the fighting locusts couldn't run wild either, so they just hung slowly on the side, which made Xiao Kui gradually relax.

"This car is amazing! It can actually run on its own." She exclaimed, then turned and asked, "Brother Guanghong, what do you want to eat for lunch? Let me see if I should prepare some ingredients."

"Hmm~." Lan Guanghong pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's just make some steamed lamb, steamed bear paws, and steamed deer tails..."

Xiao Kui's eyes spun as she listened: "Stop! Tell me what I will do!"

"Curry then."

"Okay!" Xiao Kui turned her head away angrily and stopped talking.

Lan Guanghong glanced at the rearview mirror and raised an inexplicable smile: "Xiao Kui, go back and prepare first. I'll sell this car first."