Kamen Rider: Evolution

"The third question, the panel should also be given to me by you, right? It's all about the power of the knights," Jiang Xia asked.

“That’s right. We created a panel that can reflect the level of life and sent the panel and the power of the knight to you. As for the evaluation criteria of the panel for the level of life, it is based on how much specific power you can withstand.”

Oma Zi-O didn't hide anything and openly revealed the evaluation rules regarding the standards for life levels.

This standard is not based on whether a company is strong or weak in combat, but rather on its capacity to contain energy.

Of course, the same evolutionary standard applies, since the higher your life level, the stronger the power you can withstand.

"Why did you choose me?" Jiang Xia asked.

"Because we are facing a crisis that we cannot solve on our own, and to solve this crisis, we need the ability you possess, the ability called containment." Oma Zi-O pointed to Jiang Xia's body, "This ability can contain different powers and feed back into itself."

"So it turns out that devouring evolution is a power I already possess. Oh, no, it should be called containment." Jiang Xia nodded knowingly.

“Alright, my doubts have been resolved. Now let’s talk about the crisis part and see what kind of crisis would even the omniscient and omnipotent Oma Zi-O be unable to handle,” Jiang Xia said.

"Hehe, if you knew the reason for the crisis, I think you would be very surprised, after all, Toei could not write such a story."

Oma Zi-O chuckled and uttered the name of the company that produced the Kamen Rider series.

"Okay, Toei is just a tokusatsu company, what do they know about Kamen Rider?" Jiang Xia retorted. "But it really sounds a bit strange coming from your mouth when you say the name Toei."

"Heh, it's just a fictional Kamen Rider. I'm used to it. After we found you, we also learned about all the Kamen Rider TV series, spin-offs, derivative comics, novels, and even the way the stories were filmed in your world," Oma Zi-O said. "Some of them were very well made, while others were a complete mess, especially the Reiwa era."

“I completely agree. Resetting it might be a good option.” Jiang Xia strongly agreed.

Oma Zi-O chuckled softly, then raised his head, and their eyes met instantly.

In the instant that he met Jiang Xia's gaze, the crimson katakana of Oma Zi-O suddenly turned fiery, as if golden flames were burning in his pupils.

"Let me show you what's really going on in this world."

The connection between Oma Zi-O's memories and Jiang Xia's is essentially a proactive transfer of his own memories to Jiang Xia.

It was at this moment that Jiang Xia stepped into the world of Oma Zi-O's memories.

The surrounding darkness was instantly torn apart by the bright sunlight. White clouds floated in the sky, and yellow sand blew in the air, giving a feeling of dryness and heat.

Jiang Xia slowly opened his eyes and found himself in a desert stretching for thousands of miles.

All you could see was soft, golden sand. The endless dunes undulated like waves, resembling a golden ocean. When the sunlight shone down, they looked like golden flames, hot and dazzling.

His clothes had also been changed; he now wore a black round hat and a golden ancient robe adorned with intricate yet exquisite geometric patterns.

"The world of my memories."

Jiang Xia looked at the sand dunes in the distance, took out a mirror, and his current appearance was reflected in the mirror.

His appearance remained unchanged; his face was still the same.

He looked at himself in the mirror. It seemed that he had only replaced someone in Oma Zi-O's memory world. His abilities still existed, and he could even leave this memory world directly.

However, he wanted to see what the crisis really was and what they had gone through.

Find out the origin of everything.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, the sounds of fighting came from behind a towering sand dune in the distance, growing louder and louder.

Jiang Xia adjusted his hat and started walking towards the direction from which the sound came.

He stepped into the sand, leaving deep footprints.

There were two groups of people fighting.

The leader of one side was a strange man with emerald green pupils and wooden pillar-like objects attached to the sides of his shoulders.

A statue-like hand extends directly outward from the neck, while the chest is adorned with numerous vertical gold stripes.

He was holding a very obvious red toy bird in his hands, but this toy bird was alive.

As for the other group of people, Jiang Xia knew them and was very familiar with them.

Momotaros is a creature with red horns on its head, a face like a demon, and black patterns on its skin.

There's the turtle-like Pultaros who loves fishing, the golden-yellow Kintaros with V-shaped compound eyes, and the playful Dragontaros.

These four guys were old acquaintances of Jiang Xia, the "Train Four Idiots".

However, the current outfits of the four idiots on the train are quite different from those in Den-O.

Momotaros wore a red robe, had a golden headband on his forehead, and held a golden staff in his hand, which was entirely crimson.

The man next to him, Purtaros, was dressed in blue clothes, wearing a fisherman's hat, and holding a crescent shovel.

Kintaros held a rake in his hand and carried it on his shoulder, while Longtaros held a staff and was dressed like a monk.

Besides the four idiots on the tram, there are two warriors, one of whom is entirely dark blue with a sharp blade pointing high above his head, a lion relief on his chest, and a blue sword with three notches on his belt.

The other warrior had a helmet that looked like a fly's, a body that was mostly white with a few red accents, and a white cloak with a red interior draped over his back.

"Are you guys cosplaying the Journey to the West pilgrimage group?" Jiang Xia asked the four idiots on the tram as he stepped down from the sand pile.

"Who are you?" Taotaros asked, twirling the cheap golden cudgel in his hand. "Are you the one who sent us to India to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

"You don't recognize me?" Jiang Xia immediately understood all the current intelligence.

There have been too many hints already; they've become the four silly pilgrims on the tram who arrived in India.

There's also Rintaro Shindo, the second rider in Kamen Rider Saber.

Kaiser, the White Warrior who is not a Kamen Rider but is a member of the team.

It's already quite clear where this world of memories is, and then there's the fact that even Oma Zi-O couldn't resolve the crisis.

The answer has come to light.

"I was just someone who was accidentally swept up in this mess," Jiang Xia said.

"Ordinary people, get out of here quickly! This story could be dangerous. Get to a safe place quickly!" Caesar, the all-powerful fighter from the white-clad team, rushed up to Jiang Xia and said urgently.

"No need, your goal is to rescue that mechanical bird, right?" Jiang Xia turned to look at the red bird in the hands of the strange man belonging to the team and said, "I'll help you."

"Huh?" Caesar asked, puzzled.

Jiang Xia simply opened his palm towards the team's weirdo.

An invisible and unobservable force of time enveloped this mob.

With a slight tremor, the flow of time suddenly stopped on them. The strange beings opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but they were not strong enough to break free from the restraint of time suspension.

"That's it." Jiang Xia clenched his fist, and a golden energy surge swept across the bodies of the monsters. In just an instant, these monsters vanished into thin air.

There was absolutely no chance of survival.

The crimson mechanical bird froze, falling from the sky onto the sand.

It had never encountered such a terrifying person before, and it simply wiped out the enemy without any fighting.

The redbird buries its head deep in its feathers, as if it would be safe as long as it can't be seen.

In fact, it is indeed safe now, but it has just suffered something terrible and is afraid to speak.

"Wow...that's amazing," Caesar murmured in his full power. "Just one strike..."

But the story didn't end there. After the leader of the monsters was defeated, countless books wrapped in red covers spewed out from the spot where the monsters had been killed and began to spin around them.

"Could this be a scripture brought from India?" Taotaros asked, gazing at the red book spinning in the sky.

"This is a forbidden book," Caesar, the All-Opener, corrected Momotaros's mistake.

"This is a part of the story of the team and Kamen Rider." Countless pieces of information flashed in Jiang Xia's eyes, and the contents of these books were instantly deciphered.

"A part of the story?" Caesar, the one who had unlocked all the secrets, asked in confusion.

But before he could finish speaking, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept through the spinning books in the sky.

The gust of wind swept everyone in, including the mechanical bird that had just been nearly scared to death by Jiang Xia.

"Ahhh!" They were all swept into the air by the gale, screaming loudly.

"Shotaro Ishinomori, the creator of Kamen Rider and Super Sentai, I think this crisis must be related to you."

Jiang Xia held onto his hat, which was about to be blown away, and let go, allowing himself to be swept away by the gust of wind as well.

Chapter 596 Shotaro Ishimori

The crimson storm slowly dissipated, and when Jiang Xia opened his eyes again, he had been teleported to another place.

This is a valley surrounded by yellow, slightly green mountain peaks that encircle a vast area of ​​land.

Besides the red storm that had teleported Jiang Xia here, another storm appeared in his field of vision.

Clearly, they weren't the only ones who were teleported into the crowd.

People who were teleported in by another crimson storm exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Jiang Xia and the people standing behind him, and rushed over quickly.

However, none of them came to find Jiang Xia; instead, they went to find the person behind Jiang Xia.

Jiang Xia didn't care. He pulled his hat down further and disappeared silently from everyone's sight.

When he reappeared, he was already standing above the valley, looking down at the heroes who had been forcibly teleported there by the storybook.

"Kamen Rider 01 - Hiden Aruto, Kamen Rider Saber - Kamiyama Touma, the Train Four Idiots, Kaiser the Full Throttle, his companions, and some of the team members."

Jiang Xia silently observed the people exchanging pleasantries at the bottom of the valley. After just a few glances, he figured out their identities.

But then he shifted his attention elsewhere.

They are not important; what is important is Shotaro Ishinomori. As long as we can find him, we can find out what happened.

However, there's no need to search for him specifically, because the enemy who gathered these heroes together will naturally bring Ishinomori Shotaro over.

"You guys have finally fallen into our trap."

A loud, arrogant, and unpleasant laugh suddenly erupted from the middle of the lush green mountain peaks.

Dozens of strange-looking men emerged from the bushes one by one, like pulling up radishes, weapons in hand, looking down at the knights and warriors gathered in the valley below.

"What is your purpose?" Kamiyama Touma asked, looking at the large number of strange people who had suddenly rushed out.

"Our goal, hahaha, our goal is to piece together the stories of all of you into one, and then... wipe you all out."

The strange man, whose entire body was red and whose head resembled a book of flames, swung his spiked club, pointing the tip at Touma Kamiyama.