I'm really not Kamen Rider

"In the Warring States Period, heroes appeared on the big stage one after another."

Nilam is still exactly the same as the Nilam that Tiandao is familiar with, and even the dead Sanba who follows him is exactly the same, without any difference.

The only difference is that Neelam in this era cannot possibly know the way of heaven.

"In this case, the audience can see the reality that belongs to human beings." Neelam clapped his hands in front of him, seeming to be looking forward to such a scene: "Starting from here, the brand new Desire Grand Prize produced by me Race!”

"You are the one who will bring changes to the Desire Grand Prix." Samas lowered his head and offered his loyalty.

As Neelam and Samas appeared and disappeared in an instant, Tiandao, who also maintained the ID core assembly posture, also entered the rest hall of the game field.

Wrapped in a golden-red cloak, he stood in the corner and watched everything carefully.

Especially... Kiroli, who should have appeared in the lounge hall, did not appear. Instead, there was a figure of a girl with short hair wearing a white plum blossom kimono wiping the table.

…Has Kiroli not become the game administrator at this time? Is this the real game master?

"This is..." Contrary to Tiandao's expectation, Neelam actually asked the same question, showing his ignorance that he really didn't know.

Seeing his confused look as he was unable to see the truth, Tiandao shook his head helplessly.

I thought this guy was just confused for a moment, but didn't he expect that he would be so confused from now on?

Isn't this...being kept in the dark? !

"This is the game guide, Mi Lu." Samas said this person's name, which answered Neelam's doubts and prompted the game guide to introduce himself.

Looking at Neelam's suddenly enlightened expression and his "I know it" expression, it is hard to tell what the way of heaven is hidden aside.

No... Samas is your subordinate, but she actually knows something that you don't know. Aren't you alert at all?

Or do you really think Samas, a bastard, won't betray you?

She knows what you don't know, and you don't know until she tells you...

So what if she has been hiding something from you?

Then didn’t you always know?

How could you have the nerve to swear to me in the barrier that you know the truth about everything?

Isn’t this just pure stupidity?

As a bystander, Tiandao witnessed all this with his own eyes. His expression was quite incomprehensible, filled with a strange expression of being unable to hold back and trying hard to hold back, wanting to laugh but not being able to.

"Game guide...Milu..." Nilam suddenly realized: "I understand!"

Tiandao:…

No, you got it!

"Responsible for guiding the contestants, qualifying the selected contestants, and serving as a referee to determine the scores of the contestants." Samarth continued to introduce Neelam: "He is an indispensable member of the Desire Grand Prix. "

"That's right." Neelam nodded.

"This is the first time we meet, please give me some advice." The white kimono decorated with white plum blossoms and the black peony skirt are different from Zimli's style. If there are any similarities, maybe they are both black and white?

"Please give me more advice." Neelam was quite reserved, as if he still couldn't let go after meeting the game instructor for the first time.

Especially when facing the bright smile of the game instructor named Mi Lu.

At this time, Neelam was not the producer of the Desire Grand Prix who was like a fish in water later. He was just a being created in order to become the producer of the Desire Grand Prix.

Everything has to start from scratch, and only at this moment, Neelam is like a blank slate.

Tiandao, who was standing at the corner, watched everything without saying a word. Only after Neelam and Milu left here together and entered the outside world, did he abandon them and choose to follow Samar. Sri Lanka.

Obviously, the old woman Samas is the real hidden key figure.

This guy is Su Al's undercover agent in the Desire Grand Prix, and every move he makes represents Su Al's will.

As long as he follows her, Tiandao will have no worries about not getting key information.

And if the game guide at this time is the woman named Mi Lu, it is obvious that Zimli has not been created as a guide.

In other words, if you think about it in the opposite way, Zimli appeared precisely because something happened to the game guide named Milu.

This woman named Mi Lu should be the one Neelam once said had a profound influence on him.

Following Samas to the outside of the midfield lounge, he followed Samas's path until Samas came to the edge of the corridor and met a man wearing a metal mask and a red robe covering his body. Connect with the head guy.

"Is this the game manager?" Looking at this familiar look, Tiandao almost shouted out Kiroli.

But since Zimli hasn't appeared yet, the game manager at this point in time may not be Kiroli.

"There is no need to say more about the next thing." Samas ordered: "Go and prepare the props needed to start the competition. With your rigorous style, there will be no such thing as the wrong ID core being sent."

"Yes." The synthesized metal voice responded: "I'll go right away."

"If Nemeru comes to you, you should know what to do, right?" Samas crossed his arms: "He is no longer the head of the Desire Grand Prix."

"Although he did make outstanding contributions to the Desire Grand Prix, he has nothing to do with the new Desire Grand Prix." Samas snorted coldly.

"As many people as you want to replace him, that guy...is no longer playing more and more dangerous games."

"I won't obey his orders." The game administrator nodded: "The current game producer is Niram."

"Just you know." Samas nodded with satisfaction: "Then go, perform your duties well."

After that, Samas walked towards the end of the road and soon disappeared around the corner.

And the unknown game administrator stood there, watching Samas leave.

Niram is the game producer, and Samas is a senior employee of several generations, both of whom are superior to him as a game administrator.

Facing these two people, you really can't help but be humble.

The game administrator who was really relieved turned around. When he was at his most relaxed, he suddenly met a pair of ominous eyes with vortexes.

"You"

Before he finished speaking, the domineering energy penetrated into the other party's mind through the eyes of the other party, and blocked the other party's five senses with a tough attitude, making him unable to shout, smell, see, and hear.

"Lend me your identity."

After forcing the other party into a coma, Tiandao grabbed his body and teleported him to the outside world.

After placing him in a tree hole and setting up a barrier, he pulled out the other party's phantom drive and the mask on his face.

Putting away the phantom drive, which is the identity certificate of the game administrator, Tiandao put the metal mask on his face, matched with the cloak of the Shenshan family, just like another game administrator.

"It's all thanks to the experience Kirori gave me. Otherwise, I really can't pretend to be a game administrator." The metal synthesized voice sounded again. Tiandao opened the memo on the mask and looked at the lines of to-do items listed by this rigorous old man. He was quite satisfied with his style of doing things.

He is really rigorous in doing things! It makes it easy for me to know what to do next!

"What Samus said just now" Tiandao rubbed his chin and was a little concerned.

"Who is Nemeru?"