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Chapter 6 War-level Drive

After finishing the shopping, Zhou Yao then remembered that the lottery opportunities in his novice gift bag seemed to be still gathering dust, and he opened the lottery roulette to draw.

After pressing the roulette wheel, a dazzling array of equipment rotated rapidly, and finally settled on a black driver with a knife, but there was no totem.

War grade driver.

Kamen Rider Kaibuchu, developed by the Yggdrasil Foundation as part of the director's salvation plan, has the function of using the Heim Underworld Fruit.

It is also the initial equipment of the Kamen Rider of the armor type, but in the end, the only person who used the Zhanji Driver to its full glory was the protagonist Kuzuha Kota.

Even the director with full combat talent points changed to the Genesis Drive in the middle, and then, when he was investigating a small country, he got new equipment and continued to use the Genesis Drive.

After getting the Zhan Ji Driver, the remaining points were just enough for Zhou Yao to exchange for a few locked species, but it was still not enough to exchange for vehicles such as the Sakura Hurricane.

The price of any one of those motorcycles starts at 5,000. After all, for these armored knights, mastering the vehicle is equivalent to mastering the code of wealth.

You can enter the underworld of Heim to collect various locked seeds. Although you will meet many foreigners, as the saying goes, you can gain wealth through danger. If you don't go through risks, how can you gain anything?

After exchanging the locked seeds from the Melon Grapes brothers, Zhou Yao was satisfied and got these equipments. He also put on the Zhan Ji Driver and experimented with it.

It was discovered that although his belt was a golden belt, it did not have a binding panel, but it was not a general-purpose belt and was locked to the user.

Moreover, they also possess weapons such as the Unparalleled Saber. This kind of thing should be a common equipment of the armor system, but I don’t know why, only the director and Hong Tai have it.

"Are these things...I don't know if it's a surprise or a dull thing!" Zhou Yao looked at the Zhanji drive in his hand, curled his lips, and took back the system space.

It is impossible to say that you are not excited. Although there was a lost drive before, the W series knights, except for the protagonist group, have really few other accessories.

It can almost be said that he is the Showa gangster in the new decade. He basically relies on various abilities and physical fighting ability to judge battles.

It also has some particularly useful abilities, such as the ability to transform into death and the ability to make various weapons. Unfortunately, these abilities are not available to Zhou Yao.

The memory in his hand now only has the ability to fly. Fortunately, he is using the Lost Drive, which allows him to use the memory's ability without hindrance.

"But this guy is also very useful." Zhou Yao took out the green memory and tightened his palm slightly.



"So, the Apostle of Hell, whom we finally found, has just disappeared, and a native species has also been lost." In the bar, a slovenly young man leaned against the window in boredom.

"Yes..." Zhuo Mo knew he was in the wrong and sat at the bar with his head lowered. His glasses had a few cracks and his gloomy face had a few serious bruises.

"Not only did you lose your companions, but you were also beaten up by the Apostle Cao Ming. This is worthy of you." Saeko, who was wearing a small suit, said with a smile on his face, pushing a glass of wine to Takuma's side.

The glimmering wine was extremely dazzling in Zhuma's eyes. Even if it came from his companion, it seemed like blatant irony, although it was indeed the case.

Thinking that he was furious, he threw his hand and smashed the wine glass, and the liquid spread all over the bar, reflecting the lights of the bar.

That guy Kitaki is scary, am I still afraid of you, a bastard? Don’t be proud, bitch!

Facing Takuma's sudden anger, Saeko didn't get angry and just smiled and watched quietly, like watching a clown perform.

"It's all the fault of that green Kamen Rider! If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have lost a comrade at all!" Takuma roared unwillingly, and even let out a roar after he finished speaking.

The incompetent and furious roar spread to every corner of the bar in an instant, and even the cups were shaking slightly.

Before he finished speaking, a slender hand placed on Takuma's shoulder. It was a hand that looked even thinner than Saeko's. It was clean and flawless, as if it could not be stained by any stains.

The owner of this hand is a man, a man who is slovenly and looks like a homeless man, but there is not a trace of dust on his body, Kitaki.

"It's so noisy."

After saying this, Kitaki casually retracted his hand, but after thinking about it, his pupils shrank, and he fell directly to the ground, being touched uncontrollably and foaming at the mouth.

The sand continued to fall off the body, and it was not relieved until a moment later. During this period, Zhuo Ma had been enduring the pain as if the body was dissolving.

Seeing this scene, even Feng Qingyundan felt fear, and a slight sweat broke out on his forehead.

Kitaki didn't care, sitting in front of the bar, casually playing with the glass that turned sandy in less than a second.

"The new Kamen Rider? It's interesting. I don't know who is more powerful compared to the system created by our compatriots... It's a pity that that thing is for the apostles who manipulate the underworld."

Saeko didn't speak, just listened quietly. When Kitaki was talking, no one could interrupt him except the presidents of Zhinao Group.

"But our lucky four-leaf clover is not bad either. We are the strongest elites of the Enoch family, so we don't need to make up the numbers." Kitaki glanced condescendingly and pondered like garbage.

"Yes...yes...I know!"

Takuma was trembling, even though he was in great pain, he was still begging for mercy, his eyes showed deep fear, and these fears would turn into hatred for those Kamen Riders.

"Is the new Kamen Rider another new toy created by humans?" Saeko pretended to be calm while mixing the drinks, not daring to look directly into Kitaki's eyes.

"Weak guys always like fancy toys." Kitazaki didn't have any opinion on this and destroyed the fragile glass lightly.



On the other side, someone found what they wanted, went home satisfied with a pile of parts, and went back from the side with Zhou Yao.

Someone's room was not with other people's, but he found an open space in the middle of the square across the street and built a small room by himself.

As a renter, Zhou Yao was placed in an empty room near the Xiumakiya charging room. Every night he could hear the sound of charging in the factory next door.

"It's done, it's done! My partner!" After leaving Zhou Yao, Youren returned to his room happily.

Not going out like this these days just gave him enough time to do what he had always wanted to accomplish.

Repair a Xiumakia.

Some people were excitedly lying in front of their desks, handling the casing, while behind them, lying on the workbench, was a girl with an exquisite appearance wearing a green striped secretary uniform.

Secretary-type Humacia, Izzy.

After completing the terminal, or the person feels more excited than ever before, he connects the wires and sets it aside to charge. If he continues at this rate, he will have his own secretary tomorrow.

This Humacchia is actually a semi-original and semi-restored product, assembled using scrapped parts of an old-fashioned nursery-type Humacchia and a newly released body.

As for the appearance, some people only made some modifications to the appearance in order to commemorate the old scrapped Xumakia.

To put it simply, this Xiumakia is the daughter of the old-fashioned Xiumakia, and he is the doctor who made this daughter appear in the world.

After completing all this, someone might feel a little satisfied, let out a big sigh of relief, and lie down directly on the bed, looking at the photos on the bedside table.

It was a child in a red sweatshirt standing on the green lawn, naughtily fighting against the leather-clad Xiumakia in front of him, and tugging on the headphones, while Xiumakia was still smiling.

"I...can also save Xiumakia." Someone looked at the photo and sounded like a child asking for credit from his parents, but no one could respond to him.
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