Super God Academy: Kabuto

Lin Yu dragged his body, which felt like it was filled with lead, back to his residence from the hospital. He threw himself onto the bed like a rag doll, forming a perfect "spread-eagle" shape.

My mind was filled with images of a movie, the kind of high-budget, explosively special-effects disaster film where I wasn't even part of the main cast—angels flying all over the sky with their wings outstretched, demons running around with their mouths wide open, and Taotie piloting a warship to bombard the land… It was truly a gathering of all sorts of monsters and demons.

But what about him? He has no system, and he can't even muster a spark of superpowers. What makes him think he can compete with these extraordinary beings? Rely on his passion and the slogan of "love and peace"? That kind of thing probably doesn't even qualify him to be cannon fodder.

Just as I was thinking this to myself with a self-deprecating smile, my stomach let out a long and loud "rumble," a stern protest against my owner's neglect.

Well, forget about saving the world and contemplating life; first, you have to save your own stomach, which is on the verge of rebellion. With a sliver of hope, he opened the refrigerator door, only to be amused and exasperated by the spotless, empty interior.

"Fine, God, you're not going to give me any way out." He resignedly closed the refrigerator door, the soft sound sounding particularly desolate in the quiet room. Almost instantly, a simple yet perfectly sound survival plan came to mind: "Looks like I'll have to go beg from Qi Lin."

After replenishing his energy at Qi Lin's place (and enduring his sister's loving scolding), Lin Yu returned to his room and pushed open his door. The fatigue hadn't completely dissipated, but the next second, his feet froze on the spot, all sleepiness vanishing.

His gaze, as if struck by a silent bolt of lightning, was fixed firmly on the center of the desk.

There, a dark red metallic object lay dormant—shaped like a rhinoceros beetle, its smooth lines possessing a biomechanical beauty, gleaming with a cold and mysterious light in the dim light filtering in from the window. It lay there, not like an inanimate object, but more like a ferocious beast that had suppressed all its energy, awaiting awakening.

Lin Yu's breath caught in his throat. His pupils contracted sharply, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, then began to pound wildly. He almost held his breath as he moved slowly, step by step, toward the desk, as if afraid to disturb a fragile dream, or to awaken some uncontrollable force.

The distance was decreasing. The dark red carapace, the intricate compound eye structure, and the body containing unknown power were becoming clearer and clearer.

"Kabuto..."

The name escaped his lips uncontrollably, as soft as a sigh, yet carrying a tremor deep within his soul. There was no mistake; this look, this seemingly destined attraction, could not possibly be wrong!

He stretched out his slightly trembling hand, and his fingertips finally touched the cold, seemingly alive carapace.

The moment of contact—

The world has exploded.

There was no gentle guidance, no gradual integration. Only a violent, irresistible tsunami of consciousness ruthlessly tore apart his original cognitive boundaries and poured in!

That was another person's "existence". Under the setting sun, a figure stood tall and straight as a pine tree, his fingertips flashing with the light of a knife, his movements as precise as art as he prepared ingredients; in the training ground, his fluid fighting skills, every move and every stance, were imprinted with the absolute will and proud confidence of "I am the one who walks the way of heaven and is in charge of everything".

The Supreme Commander of Heavenly Way.

This name, along with all his skills, experience, insights, and even the pride ingrained in his bones, was like a red-hot brand, pressed forcefully and without buffer into the depths of Lin Yu's soul. Top-notch culinary skills were no longer just words on a recipe, but became the instinct of his hands; superb fighting skills were no longer just images to be observed, but became part of his muscle memory.

The sheer volume of information was terrifying, almost scattering and diluting the individual consciousness of "Lin Yu." A severe headache struck again, ten times more intense than in the hospital! He groaned, gripping the edge of the table tightly with one hand, his knuckles turning white, veins bulging on his forehead, and cold sweat instantly soaking through his clothes.

Just when consciousness seemed about to shatter in the collision of two torrents, everything suddenly collapsed, settled, and forcibly merged!

"Huff... huff..."

He breathed heavily and slowly straightened up. When he looked up again, the previous confusion, anxiety, and helplessness had faded from his eyes. A deep-seated calmness, a detached tranquility, and an unwavering determination, like tempered steel, were deeply embedded in the depths of his gaze.

He slowly released his grip on the table, his fingers tightening into a fist. A crisp "crack" sound emanated from his knuckles, not from weakness, but from the resounding echo of power surging through his veins, confirming his existence. An unprecedented, abundant, and controllable sense of power awakened within him.

He looked down at the dark red rhinoceros beetle in his hand, his fingertips brushing against its cold carapace.

"The Way of Heaven..." he murmured to himself, a slight, proud smile curving his lips for the first time, a smile that belonged to those who "follow the Way of Heaven."

As I picked up the Kabuto Zecter, a sense of enlightenment arose within me.

I have already grasped the future.

Without further hesitation, he lifted the hem of his coat and, guided by a fresh yet intuitive memory deep within his mind, fastened a belt that appeared out of nowhere around his waist. Then, he firmly inserted the dark red Kabuto Zecter into the slot in the center of the belt.

"HenShin!"

The deep, firm command perfectly synchronized with the heavy, mechanical insect-like sound emanating from the Kabuto Zecter in his hand—

"HenShin!"

A burst of intense red light suddenly erupted from the center of the belt!

Several red, blood-like beams of light instantly wrapped around Lin Yu's entire body, outlining the shape of the armor. Then, silver-black armor components, with a strong insect carapace texture and sharp, handsome lines, appeared out of thin air, perfectly covering him along the light beams!

"Cast Off!" (Armor bursts!)

With an even more impactful command, the thick silver armor plates on the outside of the armor suddenly burst open! Revealing the more streamlined, more biological, red and silver main armor underneath! The compound eyes shone with a sharp blue light, and the huge red horn on its head stood up with a clang!

Kamen Rider Kabuto, in his Kabuto form, has arrived.

Lin Yu (at this moment, perhaps closer to a new individual formed by the fusion of the Heavenly Dao Supreme Commander and Lin Yu's will) slightly turned his neck, the joints of his armor emitting a smooth yet powerful metallic friction sound. He raised his hand, gazing at the gauntlets covered in red armor, feeling the surging power within him that far exceeded the limits of mortals, and that absolute confidence of "overseeing everything."

Outside the window, the huge purple crack still hung high in the sky, like the eye of a giant beast.

But at this moment, there was no trace of fear in the eyes of those who looked up at it.

"bring it on."

Beneath the mask, a calm yet resolute whisper came.