Aptitude

"You..."

Red Fire's eyes widened.

"Didn't expect it, did you? The person Lan Run arranged for you was yourself from another Parallel Time-Space." Red Fire in the wheelchair smiled. "I thought Lan Run had already told you everything. Judging by your expression, it seems you still don't know. You probably aren't very clear on the matter of the Son of Ho-Oh either. In truth, the Ho-Oh of the CDS786 Parallel Time-Space acknowledged you."

Red Fire frowned. "Lan Run mentioned it before, saying something about Ho-Oh acknowledging me. You... what happened to you? How did you become like this?"

Red Fire looked at the wheelchair-bound Red Fire's legs while examining his body.

Although their appearances were completely identical, the other man was far thinner, and his temperament was vastly different as well.

Red Fire in the wheelchair said, "My spinal nerves were injured in battle, and I was poisoned as well. Treatment came too late, so I ended up like this. Actually, this injury of mine is somewhat related to you, but it would be too troublesome to explain now. I'll tell you in detail after we head back. Come, this way."

The wheelchair-bound Red Fire turned his electric wheelchair and led Mark and Red Fire forward.

Red Fire in the wheelchair said, "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. Since it gets troublesome when versions of ourselves from different Parallel Time-Spaces meet, we gave ourselves code names. My code name is Red Three. You can just call me Red Three."

Red Fire nodded lightly.

Mark asked, "So there are Red One and Red Two as well?"

As Mark asked this, Red Fire realized something too. He revealed a surprised expression. "Right. Aside from you, are there other versions of me from Parallel Time-Spaces?"

Red Three said, "Yes, but only Red Seven