Having power but not having enough character will ultimately be a disaster for ordinary people.

Although the audience of the live broadcast all want to gain power, they don’t want to be suddenly killed by monsters for no reason.

And compared to these dangerous things, wouldn’t it be better to just get the transformation props from Kamen Rider and transform directly?

Even if you don't have enough power, the coolness of transforming into Kamen Rider is a lifelong thing.

The most important thing is that fantasy becomes reality and it is safe.

Many viewers in the live broadcast room were also full of anticipation at this time, hoping that they would be the lucky ones to experience the transformation first!

"What is that guy doing mumbling over there?"

While Shen Wu Yue was taking care of the live broadcast room, Ukiyo Hidetoshi in the distance was watching this scene with confusion in his eyes.

"Why does it feel like it's the same as when I was live streaming?"

Kurama Miyin saw that everything was safe now, and looked at Shen Wu Yue again with doubtful eyes.

"Don't be ridiculous. If it was really live, why didn't we see any equipment?"

Sakurai Jinghe couldn't help but sigh.

From the beginning of the battle until now, Kurama Miyin's eyes were mostly on Shen Wu Yue.

It’s hard to imagine that the handsome and seemingly harmless person before could be so scary.

Kiroli, who was far away in the background, had a puzzled look in his eyes.

He has been an administrator for so many years, but he still doesn't understand what this guy is trying to do.

"What on earth are you trying to do, man?!"

The Taoist priest Azuma, who was beaten up, is finally online now.

He was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

They have already lost this game.

It's all because of the guy in front of me.

After hearing this, Shen Wu Yue also looked at Taoist Master Wu Qi.

"Should I get rid of you?"

This simple sentence made the Taoist priest my wife's hair stand on end.

"Forget it, you brought a lot of fun to my live broadcast this time, so I'll let you go for now!"

Shen Wu Yue thought about it and put away his murderous intent.

However, his words confused everyone present and everyone who was watching it.

"Live broadcast? When?"

Kurama Yaon was a little confused.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi couldn't help but be surprised.

Because what he cared about was the live broadcast that Shen Wuyue mentioned.

Did you see that the previous battle had actually been broadcast live to others?

But...if it's a live broadcast, then who are the audience!

Hidetoshi Ukiyo climbed up with difficulty, and the expression on his face became strange.

He didn't think that the audience of the live broadcast by a guy who could transform into a monster would be ordinary people in this world.

"You bastard, explain to me what is going on!"

Taoist Priest Myoga was also extremely shocked.

He came to participate in the Desire Grand Prix, but he didn't expect that this enemy was actually a live broadcaster.

what is this?

At the same time, the people backstage who had been observing the Desire Grand Prix all narrowed their eyes at this moment.

They are not unfamiliar with the term live streaming.

Because the entire Desire Grand Prix was broadcast live in real time.

The audience of the live broadcast of the game is the future people who come from the future just like them! .

Chapter 18, Ukiyo Hidetoshi, want to know everything? Then join the live broadcast!

Kiroli, who was in the backstage, slammed his fist on the table, his tone filled with anger.

"This guy is actually doing a live broadcast! Who is this guy?"

Tsumurai has also returned from the Temple of Desire.

She looked at the angry Kiroli, then at the live broadcast on their side, feeling curious.

However, as a guide of the competition, her position was not high, and now was not the time for her to speak.

What's more, she and Kiroli are not the only ones sitting here.

"I didn't expect this guy to be live streaming. At first I thought it was an accident!"

Neelam, who was sitting on the other side, had a tablet in front of him, but his eyes were gloomy.

Especially when looking at the barrage of comments sent by those future people on the tablet, the cold luster made his gloomy eyes even more dangerous.

"The Desire Grand Prix is ​​an important project for us. This guy is completely digging at our roots!"

Being one of the two most popular shows for the entertainment of the people of the future, Neelam will not allow Desire Grand Prix to suffer any problems.

More importantly, this competition is his favorite exploration of "real" feelings.

If Shen Wuyue continues to mess around, their competition will basically be closed.

The reason is simple: the future people on the single-screen tablet began to take interest in the comments, and Niram had a strong sense of crisis.

Samarth, who had been standing next to Neelam, watched this scene with flickering eyes.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"I said before that we should get rid of that guy in time."

Kiroli said with annoyance in his tone.

"Are you accusing me of being wrong for what I did before? Kiroli!"

But just as he said it, Nilam, who was sitting opposite him, spoke in a cold tone.

“Remember who you are, Kiroli.

No one could have known that this accident would turn out like this, neither you nor me."

Neelam warned Kiroli.

After all, he is now the producer of this competition, and his status is higher than Kiroli.

Scolding him directly in front of him, does he have no shame?

"So, what should we do next?"

Kiroli took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Although the situation turned out this way, Neelam does bear a lot of responsibility.

But what he did before was indeed to get rid of Shen Wu Yue.

Otherwise, he would not use his power to directly change the rules of the game.

Although Nilam always likes to eat heartlessly on weekdays and doesn't care about the final outcome of the game.

But when it comes to this kind of root-digging thing, both of them are now in agreement.

“You don’t need me to teach you now.

You don’t know what to do with this ignorant guy! ”

Neelam frowned.

He always felt that Kiroli was a little slow-witted and disobedient.

After this matter is resolved, we need to find an opportunity to replace this guy.

Kiroli's eyes flashed and he snorted in his heart.

In fact, this should have been done a long time ago!

He stood up, revealing the Vision Driver on his waist, took off his right glove and pressed the fingerprint button on the driver with his thumb.

Suddenly, the LED screen in the middle of the drive lit up purple.

And a surge of energy surged out from it, covering Kiroli's body.

But soon the power in his body was shattered and the purple light quickly dissipated.

"This is……"

Kiroli's eyes widened, as if in shock.

At the same time, Tsumurai next to her, as well as Niram and Samas sitting opposite her, were all extremely shocked.

"The power of the Vision Drive has failed. There is no way to teleport to the scene!"

Kiroli said in horror.

At the same time, his right hand kept repeating the previous actions.

But at this moment, the driver on his waist didn't even respond.

"The Vision Drive can't be used!"

Neelam's face, which was already gloomy enough, now looked as if water was about to drip out.

The power of the Vision Driver is an important tool in maintaining the Desire Grand Prix.

It is also a tool for creating games.

But now, there is no way to exert the power of the driver.

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