Self-cultivation of Kamen Rider ZIO

"What? You said this is the savior line!?"

Gates looked around in astonishment, but all he saw was the familiar nine-to-five arrangement, which was the same as in his memory.

Compared to Gates' reaction, the old Gates was very calm from beginning to end.

"Stop standing there at the counter and come..."

He smiled, turned around, walked to the round table where the guests were entertained, and made a "please" gesture to Gates.

"Although we don't have much time, we still have time to sit down, have a sip of tea, and chat for a while."

Hearing this, Gates stared at Old Gates for a while, took a deep breath, let it out, walked over, and sat on the chair pointed by Old Gates' palm.

"How did I suddenly come to this timeline?" He asked first.

"Oh? Don't you remember what happened before you came here?"

Saying this, the old Gates made a cup of tea for Gates, pushed the cup to Gates, and then sat down on the chair opposite him.

Gates didn't look at the cup of tea that the old Gates pushed over, but frowned and tried to remember, but no matter what he thought, the last memory in his mind was the scene of him being stunned by the sudden doomsday picture.

Old Gates looked at Gates trying to remember with great interest, his eyes filled with nostalgia for time.

In the past, like the young self in front of him, he often used this expression to talk to another person here...

dong dong!

Old Gates knocked on the table with his fingers, bringing Gates back to his senses.

"Don't worry, drink a cup of tea first, relax, you will remember."

With a nostalgic smile on his face, he raised his hand to signal Gates to drink the tea in front of him.

But Gates is clearly not in that state of mind.

"what?"

He lowered his head in bewilderment and vigilance, looked at the cup of black tea in front of him that was brewed from an unknown type of tea, picked it up in doubt, shook it, and raised his head to ask Old Gates.

"you sure?"

The red and blue tea leaves at the bottom of the cup swayed gently, and the clear black tea in the cup rippled slightly. Gates' face at this time was reflected on the undulating water surface, which was slightly transparent.

"..."

Old Gates didn't speak, just smiled, nodded, and gave an affirmative response.

Seeing this, Gates hesitated for a while, but finally chose to believe it, and drank the cup of black tea brewed from strange tea leaves in his hand in one go.

goo go go go-

The tea entered his mouth, but he didn't taste anything.

More importantly, he was still there, thinking of nothing.

Gates frowned, and was about to ask a question, his expression froze for a moment, his eyes widened, and various images were reflected in his pupils.

It was recorded from the perspective of a heterogeneous Quiz watch, Gates didn't know about himself during that time...

In the weathered and decayed city filled with yellow sand, he stood still;

He with dull eyes, muttering to himself;
He with a little bit of a weird smile on his face;

Suddenly terrified, then he fell into silence;
And in the end, with a confused face on his face, he slowly woke up from his trance...

That is, the memory of the heterogeneous Quiz.

It is the history of the short life of the heterogeneous Quiz from its birth to its end.

The old Gates compressed the short life time of the heterogeneous Quiz into tea leaves and brewed them into tea.

So after drinking that cup of tea, Gates got the memory of the alien Quiz.

Only then did Old Gates speak: "It is said that life is like tea. What do you think of this tea...how does it taste?"

Hearing this, Gates was silent for a moment, put down not only the "tea", but even the "tea" teacup, looked up, looked at the old Gates and said: "It's not very good... If possible, I would rather it from never showed up."

After all, the birth of the heterogeneous Quiz is, on the one hand, the catalysis of the heterogeneous Quiz watch, and on the other hand, it is also because Gates himself was shaken first.

In this regard, the old Gates nodded in agreement.

"Well, you really should reflect on it."

However, at this point, the old Gates changed his voice and said again.

"But having said that, I have to say thank you to the heterogeneous Quiz. After all, if it weren't for it, I wouldn't be able to meet you like I am now."

Hearing this, Gates didn't show much surprise on his face.

"Sure enough, you pulled me to this timeline through the space-time distortion caused by the alien Quiz making the alien Geiz Revive watch."

He said solemnly.

"Let's be honest, 'Savior', White Watts and you have drawn me into this timeline with such a painstaking layout. Why? I can't, it's just to chat with me, right?"

"Hehe, of course we're not that boring."

Old Gates shook his head, not caring about the malicious speculation hidden in Gates' words.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to be you at all. Not only me, but White Woz doesn't mean to want you to be me either. Whether it's me or him, I hope you can walk out a path A different path than ours."

After finishing speaking, the old Gates looked at Gates' disbelieving expression, thought for a while, and explained.

"Remember how I introduced you to this timeline in the first place?"

"I said, here is the possibility of 'Shogo Tokiwa's failure to become king' kidnapped by the Time Management Bureau."

"For time-capable users, especially those standing at the apex, every small possibility cannot be ignored, let alone such a person who is held in the hands of the Time Management Bureau and has been accumulating in all timelines' A timeline of the possibility of Sogo Tokiwa's failure to become king'."

The Time Management Bureau hid this timeline seamlessly, but that doesn't mean that when the Management Bureau wanted to take it out for use, it could continue to hide it seamlessly.

When "Woz" also appeared on this timeline as a factor of failure, Old Gates knew that the day when the Time Management Bureau used this hole card was not far away... No matter the reason, it was the Time Management Bureau I feel that the time is ripe, but I am forced to make a desperate move.

Thinking this way, Old Gates continued.

"This timeline is like a river, because it evolved from the possibility of 'Jiban Shogo's failure to become king', so the river itself will only flow to the future of 'Jiban Shogo's failure to become king', but since I blocked the river, so the water keeps accumulating.”

"If there is a way, it is better to be blocked than to be sparse. I don't want any new tributaries to flow into this river... What I hope is that someone can divert this river and open a new road that connects to the correct future."

"White Watts, it's your time for this."

"In order to make atonement, he abandoned his past and bet everything he had."

"Remember what he called you?"

"My... savior."

"It was you, not me, that he shouted."