The Dimensional Tavern of the Mefilas Alien

He took out another large red belt buckle.

“Thrusters…” Gotokuji Takeshi’s eyes were somewhat complicated.

This item is practically a trump card in the competition. Although it's a consumable, its power is astonishing. If he could obtain it, even without a matching large belt buckle, he would have a good chance of securing final victory.

However, since things have come to this, there's no point in thinking about it anymore.

On the contrary, with the Magnum thrusters, it's no wonder that Hidetoshi Ukiyo is so confident.

"please!"

After leaving those words, Gotokuji Takeshi carried Jinghe and ran towards the nearest hospital.

Hidetoshi Ukiyo, on the other hand, inserted the thruster buckle into the driver and underwent a second transformation.

Within an alternate dimension, the Temple of Dezaia

Kiroli kept an eye on the situation in the lower realm.

Upon learning that someone had used a power that did not belong to DGP, he initially did have the idea of ​​dealing with it.

Before he could even take any action, a notification came from his superiors: after Jing He appeared, the show's previously sluggish ratings rebounded, and sponsors had expressed their interest in him. Therefore, he had no choice but to suppress his own thoughts and let Jing He cause trouble.

But as he watched, Kiroly's thoughts were changing rapidly.

As the game administrator of DGP, it is his responsibility to maintain order in the competition and ensure that the competition proceeds smoothly.

However, deep down, Kiroly firmly believed that DGP should be a stage for "heroes to save the world".

Rather than a talent show, the true mission of DGP is to select heroes who can maintain peace and save the world.

And now, the person who best fits his image of a hero has appeared.

When he saw Jinghe exert all his strength and collapse in serious injury to unleash Fire Release: Flame Bullet, he no longer had any intention of eliminating Jinghe.

"That's right, that's exactly what I wanted to see!"

Kiroly's lips curled up uncontrollably.

Now, even if the higher-ups wanted to back out and have Kiroli eliminate Jinghe, he would absolutely not agree.

If even someone like this can't become a DGP player, then the DGP might as well not exist!

……

Future Time and Space

"What's wrong with you? Caw caw!"

Belloba found it strange that Guagua seemed distracted.

"I feel like my luck has been stolen..." The middle-aged man from the future, with a face full of wrinkles, squatted down irritably and scratched his cheek.

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Go and kill Sakurai Kagekazu! (2-in-1)

However, Kiroly's good mood didn't last long. He immediately saw Hidetoshi Ukiyo, in his dual Magnum and thruster buckle, kick the Slug Fortress demon foes to pieces.

"Will it be the Extreme Fox who becomes the God of Desire again?"

Kiroli looked reluctant.

As the game's administrator, he should have strictly adhered to neutrality. However, due to his idealism, he was somewhat dissatisfied with DGP's current organizational policies. Consequently, he disliked Ukiyo Hidetoshi even more.

He hoped to select a hero who could protect world peace through the DGP competition. But Jihu always seemed to waste his precious wishes on trivial matters.

Unfortunately, people's joys and sorrows are not the same. While Kiroli was feeling unhappy, Tsumuri was already celebrating.

"The condition for passing the level was to protect the city, but I didn't expect him to defeat the main villain directly!"

At the entrance to the Temple of Dezaia, in the center of the platform where the contestants gathered, Tsimri twirled around happily. However, a closer look at her eyes revealed not a trace of genuine emotion.

"The god of desire has descended!"

Amidst Tsumuri's cheers, celebratory fireworks and subtitles exploded, transforming the entire platform into a sea of ​​celebration.

Kiroli watched this scene and squeezed out a sound of displeasure through gritted teeth.

Just then, several uninvited guests suddenly barged into the lounge. They were dressed in black uniforms, and their baseball caps had the DGP logo printed on them.

They are members of the DGP security team, responsible for maintaining the smooth operation of the event. For example, if a participant throws a match or an unrelated person touches on the truth about DGP, that's when they step in.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Kiroli's already bad mood worsened.

"What's wrong?" Kiroli asked, watching them calmly.

"Game administrator!"

The head of the security team, Captain Kazuki Mashima, took out a small box containing colorful ID Cores—cores left behind by Kamen Riders who had been eliminated in past competitions. They were supposed to be handed over, but he had secretly kept them.

Upon seeing this, Kiroli's expression finally changed.

"Use these to realize the world of our dreams! This is my wish!"

Kazuki Mashima held up a wish card engraved with the DGP logo, which read "I will become the ruler of the world," and was signed with his own name.

Players participating in the DGP tournament write their wishes on DGP wish cards. When they die or withdraw from the tournament, their memories related to DGP are erased, but the aspirations they held when making their wishes—that is, the fervent willpower that DGP calls "condensation"—are stored in their ID core.

And Ninghui is precisely the important driving force used to reshape the world.

"Hurry up and make my wish come true!"

Kazuki Mashima looked at Kiroli with a confident air, not believing that Kiroli had any other choice at this moment.

The contestants who can transform into Kamen Riders are still on the ground, and DGP's only source of combat power are the members of the security force. Now that he has won over all the security force members, Kiroli is powerless to turn the tide.

Kiroli's face showed extreme disgust.

"The unfulfilled wishes of the victims should be used in more meaningful ways. How dare you guys take advantage of them!"

Just now, I saw Jinghe sacrifice himself to save the world. And now this group of selfish and self-serving people have appeared. The stark contrast made Kiroli roar in anger.

The guards all remained unresponsive, except for one person who appeared thoughtful.

Qingjia Wenyin —

Unlike other members of the security force, he was actually a relative of some people.

The Desire Grand Prix, which has just determined its winner, is actually a live-action battle royale show hosted by DGP.

In this game, participants selected by the organizers will be granted a Desire Drive, transforming them into knights to fight against enemies ravaging the city. The champion who survives to the end will receive a special wish from the organizers, allowing them to fulfill their ideal.

Whether you want to become the world's richest person, the ruler of a country, or any other outrageous wish, as long as the scope is limited to this world, it can basically be achieved.

Such miraculous methods are naturally beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. In fact, the official team behind DGP actually comes from a future program production group.

Utilizing futuristic technology, DGP constantly travels through time, choosing suitable eras as the backdrop for the Desire Grand Prix. To better manage the competition, they often select powerful factions within their chosen era as partners.

Haruka Wen's grandfather was one of DGP's partners in this era.

Qingjia Wen had no interest in inheriting the family business and had formed a band with her friends since her school days. However, perhaps because they genuinely lacked the talent, their efforts over the years yielded no results.

Unable to see any hope, Haruka Wen eventually disbanded the band. After that, he lived a life of despair. Before long, he was heavily in debt.

Struggling financially, he was arranged by his grandfather to work at DGP as an operations staff member. It was there that he saw his old best friend and former bandmate, Hiroki Amamiya.

Still burning with passion for music, he accepted DGP's invitation to become a Kamen Rider in order to make his band a hit. However, when truly faced with life and death, Hiroki Amamiya hesitated.

"My child is about to be born, and I can't gamble with my life."

Unwilling to fight, Hiroki Amamiya withdrew from the competition. Fortunately, those who withdrew did not lose their lives; but unfortunately, his dream of music was forever etched into the core of ID.

After learning this part of the truth, Haruka Onin remained bewildered. He couldn't say whether it would be happier to give up his musical dreams and settle down to a family, or to continue his futile efforts for his dreams. But regardless, seeing his best friend's dream being used by someone like Mashima Kazuki to make such a pointless wish still made him very uncomfortable.

"Who cares about you?" Kazuki Majima sneered, took out the driver that DGP had given to these guards, and transformed into a guard knight.

Since the game administrators were unwilling to cooperate, they had no choice but to use force to make them submit.

Despite being outnumbered, Kiroli showed no sign of cowardice. He nimbly dodged several guards who were attacking him, then slipped behind the bar in the lounge.

Mashima Kazuki was dissatisfied: Even if the guard knights didn't have knight cores and buckles, and their combat power was not as good as that of regular knights, they shouldn't be unable to defeat a game administrator who was just an ordinary person, right?

Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Kiroli take a yellow box from under the bar and throw it to Qingjia Wenyin: "Hey, stop these bastards!"

When Qingjia Wenyin opened it, she found that it was actually an ID core and a beat buckle.

"This is……"

Looking at the contents of the box, his mind immediately went blank.

'I wished that our band would become a huge hit worldwide. That way, our dream could come true, and we could support our family...'

Recalling the wish her best friend shouted before leaving, Haruka Wen's heart gradually became firm.

"Hongshu's wish, our wish, should not be wasted like this."

He inserted the exclusive ID core and installed the beat belt buckle.

"Transform!"

【READY FIGHT!】

Haruka On, transformed into Kamen Rider Punk Jack, charged toward Mashima Kazuki and the others, shouting, "Don't take away—Hiroki's heart!"

Seeing Qingjia Wenyin's resolute decision, Kiroli smiled slightly. Everything was under his control. He had long anticipated that someone in the operations team would cause trouble, but he had never been sure who it was. This time, he deliberately gave them the opportunity to eliminate the treacherous minister.

As for Punk Jack… he wasn’t really sure what Qingjia Wenyin would choose. Thankfully, he hadn’t disappointed his own expectations. Of course, even if he had, it wouldn’t matter—as a game administrator, surely no one would really believe he was actually powerless?

……

While Haruka On was brutally beating up his former colleague, Gotokuji Takeshi and the others on the ground were watching the spectacle.

He originally planned to carry Jinghe to the hospital, but before he had run far, he saw Fushi Eiji kick the Slug Fortress Demon Clan to pieces.

"It's over!"

Gotokuji Takeshi sighed deeply. Although he had given up the competition, seeing Ukiyo Hidetoshi achieve the final victory still left him somewhat melancholy.

Did that person win?

Seeing his expression, Ni Yin asked cautiously.

"Yes."

Even the Taoist priest Azuma, who was still fighting the demonic kimono-clad demon, heard the scoreboard's notification sound.

“That guy…” Daoist Azuma gritted his teeth. But the game was over, and no matter how unwilling he was, it was no use.

"Very good……"

At this moment, Jinghe, who was lying on Gotokuji Takeru's back, woke up.

"The world... won't... be destroyed, will it?"

“Yes.” Gotokuji Takeshi nodded. “Thanks to that guy, this world has finally been saved.”

Upon hearing this, Jinghe couldn't help but smile, but immediately cried out in pain because he aggravated the wound on his mouth.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let me take you to the hospital first!"

Gotokuji Takeshi, unable to continue his lament, picked up Jinghe and ran.

Although the DGP staff had told him that ordinary people who died in the game could be resurrected after the winner was determined, they hadn't mentioned whether someone like Jinghe, who survived but was seriously injured, would recover. Just in case, he decided to stick to the original plan and send Jinghe to the hospital first.

Neon quickly put on her high heels and followed. It has to be said, she truly lives up to her reputation as the queen of the escape zone; she managed to keep up with Gotokuji Takeshi's pace even in high heels.

Fortunately, the nearest hospital wasn't too far away. However, it was already overcrowded, with even the area outside filled with injured passersby from the demons.

Just as Gotokuji Takeshi and Neon were worrying, a grand and far-reaching bell rang out across the sky. Immediately afterward, the broken walls and ruins scattered on the road all floated up.

The three watched in disbelief as the ravaged street swiftly returned to normal. Not only that, but the dead were resurrected, and the severely injured recovered. The entire world seemed to have been put back on track, instantly restored to its state before the demons' destruction.

"Snapped!"

Jinghe fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Jinghe cried out in pain, then realized something was wrong—aside from the fact that the chakra Murphy had given him was completely used up, his body had actually recovered completely!

Where is everyone?

He glanced around and realized that Gotokuji Takeshi and Neon were gone. Not only that, but all the wounded people at the hospital entrance were also gone.

"Could it be that DGP's doing again?"

Unable to figure it out, Jinghe decided to go back to find his sister first. Although the clone he had left behind to protect his sister had not been dispelled, proving that Sharo should not have encountered any danger, Jinghe was still a little worried.

……

"You'll be responsible for erasing his related memories later."