In Fuuto: Starting as a Kamen Rider 01

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He suddenly took a step forward and precisely blocked Su Chen's path.

Immediately afterward, under Su Chen's indifferent gaze, he did not hesitate and slammed one knee into the ground.

"Boom!"

The knee struck the hard ground with a dull thud.

This action is completely different from the humiliating submission he showed when he was forced to bow his head in defeat at the top of the Wind Tower.

That time, his kneeling was an expression of resentment and forbearance after his dignity was crushed.

This time, however, his actions were filled with a piety and solemnity that came from the depths of his soul, carrying a resolute determination to dedicate himself entirely.

He lowered his once proud head deeply and, with an unprecedentedly solemn tone, recited his one and only vow to the man before him.

"I, the Great Dao Self-Disciplined One, from this moment on, will offer you my eternal loyalty."

His voice was not loud, but every word was clear, like a branding iron, deeply imprinted in this space.

"My life, my strength, everything I have will exist only for you."

"Until..."

He paused for a moment, as if savoring the precious, hard-won meaning that the word represented.

"I am facing the moment of true death again."

This is no longer the cold constraint of a bet made after defeat.

This is a heartfelt vow from the depths of a powerful soul.

Su Chen not only gave him a new life, allowing him to return from the cold land of the dead to the human world, but more importantly, she gave him the opportunity and meaning to live as a "human being".

This act of kindness was enough to make this once extremely proud man willingly give up everything he had.

Su Chen quietly looked at Da Dao Keji, who was kneeling in front of him, and did not immediately tell him to get up.

He could clearly sense that there was not a trace of falsehood or wavering in the other party's oath.

That pure and fervent loyalty, transmitted through the spiritual link, is like a star, stable and dazzling.

He knew that from this moment on, he had truly gained an absolutely reliable, absolutely powerful, and absolutely loyal subordinate.

A perfect tool that can clear all obstacles for him and carry out all his will.

"Get up."

After a long while, Su Chen finally spoke slowly, his voice still calm, without any emotional fluctuations.

Upon hearing this, Da Dao Keji stood up decisively without any hesitation, and stood to the side with his hands at his sides, like a silent shadow.

Su Chen's gaze passed over him and looked into the depths of the company, as if he could already see countless possibilities for the future.

"The road ahead is still long."

He calmly accepted this immensely heavy pledge of loyalty, without a ripple of emotion stirring within him.

For him, all of this was nothing more than the perfect conclusion to a meticulously planned scheme.

It was just a decent deal.

Resurrecting a powerful figure in exchange for eternal loyalty—this trade offers exceptionally high value.

His future journey is to the vast ocean of stars, far beyond Fengdu and far beyond this world.

The addition of Dao Keji is merely a brand new beginning for him as he moves towards a higher level.

That's it.

After Su Chen, with the newly born Dao Keji, withdrew from the subsequent game stages ahead of schedule, although he had already left, the legend about him was only just beginning to take shape in the DGP contestants' lounge.

As the glare from the data stream faded, the surviving contestants were forcibly teleported back to this familiar, pure white space.

An eerie silence fell over the entire space.

The air seemed to solidify, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The shock lingered on everyone's faces, their pupils reflecting the scene that had been branded as divine punishment not long ago.

After a long while, Sakurai Kagekazu was the first to break the deathly silence.

He instinctively grabbed his arm, as if trying to confirm whether he was still truly there.

He looked at Kurama Neon beside him, his voice dry, carrying an unsettling sense of unreality.

"Nee-yin... was what we just saw real?"

Kurama Nene's lips were slightly parted, and her usually energetic face was now deathly pale, unable to even maintain her signature idol smile.

"One, one finger..."

She muttered to herself, seemingly trying to reconstruct the scene that had overturned her understanding with language, only to find that any words seemed so pale and powerless.

"Let's give that... final boss that we couldn't even get close to..."

Her words came to an abrupt halt, because her mind had refused to recall that overwhelming, despairing terror.

"That's outrageous!"

The other surviving knight, a burly man known for his strength, now leaned against the wall like a frightened rabbit, his whole body trembling slightly.

"That's beyond what the word 'powerful' can describe."

"What is that? That is creation, that is destruction!"

"He's not here to participate in the game at all!"

Another man, wearing glasses and looking like a strategist, excitedly pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses filled with fanaticism and fear.

"He's the 'god' who's here to redefine the game and set the rules!"

"god……"

This word, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up a huge wave in the crowd.

“That’s right! And that wish he made… ‘To give the dead new life’! Isn’t that the power that only gods can possess?”

"A person who was already dead, someone whom the DGP system had determined to be completely eliminated, just like that... came back to life?"

"What does this mean? How did he do it?"

For a moment, the lounge was filled with discussion. The noise dispelled the previous silence, but brought a deeper level of chaos and confusion.

Everyone was frantically speculating about Su Chen's true identity, his incredible power, and his desires that could overturn the world's entire worldview.

The concept of DGP in their minds is being shattered little by little by the existence of that man.

However, in the heart of this hustle and bustle, there exists a place of absolute "quiet".

On the sofa in the far corner, there was a person who remained silent from beginning to end.

He is the man known as the "undefeated legend of DGP," who has repeatedly earned the title of "God of Desire"—Hidetoshi Ukiyo.

He leaned back lazily on the soft cushions of the sofa, his legs crossed, his posture extremely relaxed, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

He was toying with a gold coin engraved with the Desastar logo.

The coins twirled and leaped deftly between his fingers, leaving behind golden afterimages, precise and elegant.

There was no shock on his face.

There was not even the slightest surprise.

Yes, but it was a playful and intrigued expression.

It was as if what had just happened was not some world-shaking miracle, but rather a drama that... slightly exceeded the script, but was even more exciting.

Regardless of Su Chen's absolute strength that crushes everything.

It's still that absurd-sounding wish to bring the dead back to life.

Everything was taken in by his narrow, fox-like eyes, which seemed to see through everything in the world.

He didn't even pay attention to the man named Su Chen himself, but instead observed the reactions of everyone in the room with great interest.

Sakurai Keikazu's kind yet wavering sense of justice.

Kurama Neon's idol-like terror, which subverted common sense.

There were also complex expressions on the faces of other contestants, a mixture of fear, admiration, and jealousy.

These are the data that he finds truly interesting.

His gaze eventually fell on the guide beside him, Tsumuri, who was also facing the biggest dilemma of her career.

Tsumuri was holding her tablet, her beautiful face filled with confusion. It seemed that even the system couldn't give a reasonable explanation for what had just happened.

The corners of Ukiyo Hidetoshi's mouth slowly curved upwards.

It was his signature fox-like smile, as if he had seen through all the truths.

“．‖ Hey, Izuri.”

Ukiyo Hidetoshi spoke, his voice not loud, but with a unique magnetism and a peculiar penetrating power that instantly drowned out all the noise in the room.

The entire discussion in the lounge came to a halt.

It felt as if someone had pressed the pause button.

At this moment, everyone's gaze, whether shocked, fearful, or bewildered, was unanimously drawn to this legendary king of DGP.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi ignored everyone else; his gaze remained fixed on Izuri.

"This man can so easily rewrite the rules of the game, and even use the power of 'god' as a tool..."

He paused, gently flicked the gold coin in his hand, and then caught it steadily.

A soft "snap" sounded remarkably clear in the quiet room.

"It seems to be even more interesting than I imagined."

His words had barely faded when...

The temperature in the entire lounge seemed to drop a few degrees.

Everyone held their breath.

They knew that when Hidetoshi Ukiyo said the word "interesting" to someone or something, it meant that things were about to get really interesting.