I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 588: To be honest, I have never seen a fan fiction about the polar fox where the heroine is Samus (happy)
Tiandao prepared the drivers and matching sockets according to the table listed by the unknown game administrator. He looked at the different boxes on the table, just like the box that Tsumuri held when she invited him to participate in the Desire Grand Prix.

The invitation to participate in the competition is among them, and compared to the modern times, this was hundreds of years ago. Something like Kamen Rider should have brought a completely unexpected shock to the ancient people's worldview.

So what about going further in this era?

According to Kiroli, the Desire Grand Prix is ​​a dimension-traveling grand prix held to satisfy the spirits of future people, a grand prix that allows people to travel between different eras.

Then there is the Warring States Period in Japan, the Renaissance in Europe, the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty in the ancient East Asian countries, and even the Roman Empire before that, etc.

Will the Grand Prix appear in any era that is a glorious epic in human history and has a strong record?
"Are you ready?"

Samas came in with the game administrator Milu and asked bluntly: "Right now..."

Before he even asked the question, Samas suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Wait!" Samas was surprised when he saw the game administrator wearing only a mask without a hood. "Why are you dressed differently from the game administrator?"

"Because Master Suel dresses like that too." Tian said as a matter of course, "I think if I'm just a game administrator, how can I dress the same as Master Suel?"

"Isn't that a lack of distinction between high and low?"

“That’s why I changed myself.”

Samarth: ...

"It seems that the outside world is right about your strictness, but you also have a cunning side." Samas looked up and down at Tiandao: "Lord Suel is not such a stingy person."

"I know." Tiandao said in a steady voice: "But I can't do that. This is a problem I can't accept."

"Hmph... whatever you want." Samas waved his hand, not knowing whether he agreed with Tiandao's words or not.

Tiandao, wearing a metal mask, perfectly concealed his facial expression, so Samas certainly could not see the sneer on Tiandao's lips.

Don't I know you yet? Samarth you are an old bastard.

Su Ai'er is just like your father. As long as someone brags about Su Ai'er, you will look proud of it.

You are Suel's eye in the Grand Prix, don't I know how to deal with you?

"So are you ready?" Samas replied, "It's a good idea, but if it delays your work, you will..."

"Everything is ready." Tiandao, wearing a metal mask, bowed slightly.

Although he bowed to this old woman whom he disliked, it was only a temporary endurance.

He had to do this in order to get more information.

"Lord Niram has contacted many heroes of this era, and there are many heroes who will participate in this round of the Grand Prix." Samarth continued: "Because it is Lord Niram's first time, we must do our best in all aspects and there must not be any problems."

"You were chosen for your meticulous work, I believe you will not disappoint us." Samas turned around and looked at Mi Lu who had been silent the whole time: "The rest is up to you."

"Yes." Milu nodded respectfully. Without looking at Samas, she walked past the two of them and picked up a box on the table.

"Very good." Samas nodded with overflowing emotion: "You guys decide what to do next."

After saying this, Samas walked away. Without any intention of staying, she took out the mission receiver and activated the communication function, then walked away while talking to someone.

Tiandao raised his lowered head slightly and watched Samas leave without saying a word.

"Mr. Game Master..."

Behind him, Mi Lu, holding the box in her hand, looked at the newly selected game administrator and shook her head in confusion: "You... seem to be different from the previous game administrator."

"It's just an illusion." Tiandao replied: "I am the game administrator, but you have never seen me before and find me new, but..."

"That's not the case!" Mi Lu shook her head and said firmly, "You seem... fine."

Heavenly Dao:?
What is this statement?
"I don't know why... When I look at you... I always feel that you are so kind." Mi Lu tilted her head. She was sure that the game administrator in front of her was not the same person as the one she worked with before. He was a new administrator selected by Niram. Logically, he should have no intersection with her. But this feeling that she could trust him just by looking at him, and even felt that he was as kind as a family member, made Mi Lu particularly puzzled and confused.

Why do you feel this way?

"Maybe it's because I'm a very loving person." Tiandao knew why Mi Lu had a special feeling towards him, and although he was not in a transformed state now, there was no doubt that he was carrying the power of the goddess.

This power suppressed Fengmo's sins to the greatest extent, and restored Tiandao's original disability, making him completely recovered like a normal person.

Otherwise, how could he pretend to be a game administrator?

The Sin of the Demon was suppressed by the power of the Goddess, and the ability of the Heavenly Dao that had been dragged down was slightly restored, although not much, but enough.

"Love?" Mi Lu tilted her head: "You mean..."

"Seeing sincere wishes being sublimated or annihilated in the Grand Prix, no matter who you are, you will have some insights." Tiandao spoke again: "Milu, as a game guide, you will witness the disappearance of wishes and remember the sublimated desires."

"Rather than being a guide, you are more like a witness."

Mi Lu felt the same way and nodded vigorously.

"Yeah! I think so too!" Mi Lu held the box in front of her with both hands: "I am a witness to the wishes of the contestants."

"So do you think people who are struggling in desire and craving for something are pathetic or respectable?" This kind of words are no longer something a game administrator can say, but that's not the way of heaven, so naturally there is no scruple.

"They are a group of cute people." Mi Lu said the answer in her heart without any trace of thinking: "Every Kamen Rider who desires a wish is cute!"

"Is that so..." Tian Dao understood: "Then go ahead and deliver the qualification to them."

"Yes!" Mi Lu nodded heavily. She looked somewhat happy holding the box. "I will go and report to Lord Niram and prepare for the start of the Grand Prix!"

With that, Mi Lu walked away happily. Looking at her brisk steps, Tian Dao could sense Mi Lu's joy and the happiness of being recognized through his perception.

"Is it the same as Tsumurai? The view of the contestants has changed from tools at the beginning." Tiandao stroked the mask on his face.

"Or is this commonality a necessity to become a game guide?"

Only a game guide with such an idea can carry the wishes of the contestants and, after accumulating to a certain level, be thrown into the statue of the Goddess of Creation, become firewood, and become a part of the Goddess of Creation?
There is too little information, and Tiandao can only guess but cannot confirm...

"Hey!"

Shortly after Mi Lu left, Tiandao, who was standing in the room in deep thought, heard a frivolous male voice calling out.

Tiandao was freed from his thoughts and before he could turn around, an arm was hooked around his neck and words full of temptation rang in his ears.

"Want to help me out? New game manager."

"Perhaps you don't know me yet, I can introduce myself." The man who was arm in arm with Tiandao in a close manner and whose mouth was full of alcohol smell laughed and said, "I am Nemeru! The producer who pushed the Desire Grand Prix to the peak, the real driving force!"

“I know everything about the Desire Grand Prix!”

"How is it? Now you know."

A man wearing a pink suit, with a strand of hair like instant noodles hanging down and swaying in front of his eyes, and smelling of alcohol but with an unusually sharp expression, extended an invitation to Tiandao.

"You have to know that the Desire Grand Prix was built up by me, but now... that guy Suel wants to deprive me of my great cause and reject my hard work!"

"How dare he! He actually!!"

Nemeru clenched his fist fiercely.

"Your status as a game administrator was also given as charity. If he wants, it can be taken away at any time!"

"Are you willing to accept this? Your identity and everything you have were negated by just one sentence from him!"

(End of this chapter)