Blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining.

Standing in front of a splendid and towering mansion, Edward, ragged and covered in tattered strips of cloth, looked at everything around him.

"Hey, hey, don't be here if you want to eat, go next door, go next door." The company's security guard impatiently came over to catch him up, for fear that he would affect the company's image and cause him to be reprimanded by his boss and deduct his salary.

Edward didn't hear what he was saying, but he probably understood what he meant, and he walked across the street, thinking about three philosophical questions as he went.

Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?

My name is Edward, a junior at a university in the East, with average grades and skipping class to watch the movie "Kamen Rider Heisei Era Forever" in the dormitory.

In the end, it is a man who has experienced the big waves and sands, and the baptism of a certain novel for more than ten years, Edward realized that he had crossed in the first second, but unfortunately found his pill in the second second.

He has crossed over into the big boss in "Kamen Rider Forever", and the plot has come to an end - the knights beat the big boss.

"Kamen Rider Forever" is the theatrical version of "Kamen Rider Tokioh", the last installment of the Heisei era of the island country's tokusatsu series "Kamen Rider", so the card is quite large, and twenty Heisei Knights gather.

Not only was Edward lucky enough to see this scene on his phone, but he was also kicked out in first-person perspective.

When Edward traveled through the past, it was already the last part of the plot - the knights violently beat the final boss, and he was kicked 20 times in a row before he could say a word.

After eating 20 knight kicks, the light flashed again, and he appeared here.

The conservative estimate is that it has crossed again.

Edward barely figured out who he was - first as a junior who had lost his soul through the boss of Kamen Rider Forever, and finally with this body......

Edward shook his hand, this is not the physique that an otaku should have, Edward took a look at the shadow on the glass door, and found that - his face was dark and he couldn't see clearly, but judging from the clothes on his body, this body seemed to be the boss of "Kamen Rider Forever".

Edward touched his aching head, and just resisted twenty knight kicks, adding up to hundreds of T's power kicks on his body.

Hurt! It hurts!

Figuring out who he is, Edward moves on to the next question, where is this?

Edward looked up at the building in front of him, the noble and luxurious English letters that didn't know what the low-key was shining in the sun.

Stark – Stark Industries.

Edward walked to the opposite side, and then looked at the name of the building hanging overhead, the low-key luxury with connotations but still flashing blindly.

Wayne – Wayne Group.

Stark Mansion he understands, Iron Man's, Wayne Group he understands, Batman's.

But......

Why do these two appear in the same world!

And the company is still open at the right door!! Grab business?

"Go, go, ask for food and go over there." The Wayne Group security guard said exactly the same thing as the Stark Tower security guard.

Edward patted his head and walked back.

The security guard of the Stark Building on the opposite side kept staring at this side, and when he saw this, he greeted him.

The two security guards blocked Edward in the middle of the road, and halfway through the lunch break, there were few people on the street, and there were not many vehicles, so no one came to drive the three of them away.

The security guard of the Wayne Group said angrily, "What do you mean! ”

"What do you mean! Why drive the beggars to our side! ”

"Aha, isn't your group quite rich? Why can't you even ask for food? ”

"I'm just afraid that he will affect the image of our company, what does it mean that it can't help, joke!"

"Doesn't your company buy him new clothes that won't affect his image?"

"Your company has a stylist to solve the problem?"

Balabala.

Edward was thinking about why Iron Man and Batman would open the company at the door, but they were interrupted by the two of them, and immediately left in a huff.

The two security guards didn't make noise when they saw him leaving, but when they turned their heads to look, they didn't go far, and they all looked at Edward to the side of the road with a puzzled face, picked up a newspaper that I didn't know who threw it, asked passers-by to borrow a pen, and then wrote the English words "begging, please give money" in words that are not much better than a dog crawling.

Edward walked back, crossed between the two security guards, one newspaper facing the Wayne Group and one newspaper facing Stark Industries.

Two security guards: "......"

Edward "......"

Wait, something doesn't seem right, I'm begging for Mao? Am I not a beggar? What about discipline, integrity? I am a good young man in the new era with a bottom line and discipline.

The words that he was a beggar were always said by the two security guards, and he never admitted it, but this just confirmed it?

Edward was thinking about whether to cover his face and run away to avoid being embarrassed, when he suddenly heard two magnetic voices coming from different directions.

One after the other, the two of them spoke exactly the same: "What are you doing?" "What for?"

The two security guards hurriedly turned their heads, and Edward also turned his head to see that they were two men in black suits, one tall and one short, but with the same terrible temperament - the kind of local tyrant who looked like 'I'm rich, I'm very rich, I'm not only rich, I'm also very rich', and Edka couldn't open his eyes.

"President" and "President," the two security guards shouted respectfully.

"Hmm." "Hmm."

The two men nodded together, then walked over and read the words in the newspaper, stunned together, and then glared at each other.

Edward seemed to understand the identities of the two.

The two looked at Edward's tattered clothes, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, frowned, and the tall man opened his wallet and threw down a hundred dollars.

Edward just wanted to thank him, but before he could speak, he saw a small man in a suit next to him, who opened his wallet and threw down two hundred US dollars.

"......", a special premonition was born.

The tall man in the suit took out three hundred dollars from his unclosed wallet.

The man in the small suit took out four hundred US dollars.

Edward has seen what it means to be inhumane, what it means to have a lot of money, what it means to spend a lot of money, what it means to be rich and rival the country, what it means to be rich, what it means to spend money like dirt, what it means to compete with the mussels for the fisherman's profit, and what it means to make a lot of money in a muffled voice......

However, after the two men in suits threw away the money in their wallets, they glared at each other unhappily, took out all the contents of their wallets, and threw their wallets to Edward.

"......," Edward looked at the sign.

His roommate once bragged that he saw the "ZIL (self-made brand)" gold version at a banquet, which was auctioned for more than $3 million, and the guy only saw it once.

But...... Edward took a look at it himself, it was ZIL's wallet, but he didn't write the model, and it was a private custom version at first glance, but the price of these two people was definitely not cheaper than that gold version.

Even if it is equivalent, no, even if it is only one-third of the price, it is more than a million...... USD!!

Millions of wallets are thrown away! Big dogs! Dead tyrants!

Edward was stunned by this trench and was speechless in the middle of the road.

The two men in suits didn't care, but they still stared at each other, hoping to find a little distressed and painful look on each other's faces, that is, they won.

But they failed, both of their expressions were very calm, and they glared at each other for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was a little gaygay, so they all snorted, and turned around and left with a look of envy, jealousy and hatred on the face of the security guard.

As Edward picked up the money, he felt that something was not right—he didn't seem to be here to beg.

But after thinking about it carefully, I kicked all the discipline and ethics in my heart into the corner.

Go to his meow's serious work, begging for tens of millions of dollars at a time, and work a hammer at this level!!

In both companies, the security guard and the two bosses entered a special password when they entered.

"Stark Sucks!"

"Wayne sucks (weak)!!"

Edward "......" who picked up the money and was about to run away

Something is still not right in this world line.