People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 201: The Intensity of the Preliminary Duel is a Bit High
Immi recognized her, but at this moment, Qi Mengsi's gaze was passing over the crowd and landing directly in the direction where the three of them were, her eyes carrying an almost cold scrutiny that made people very uncomfortable.

This was definitely not the look a proctor should have when maintaining order. Immy frowned slightly. Who was that gaze directed at?
Li Guanqi? Tang Xin? Or... have I been exposed?
Xiaomi, who was planted in the Soul Control Division, was killed by the seventh generation of battle angels, which is why she dared not participate in this assessment. She was afraid that the data she entered would overlap with the person being tested.

How did I suddenly become a target?
She quickly looked away, and the alarm bells in her heart rang again.

Today's exam hall is probably rife with undercurrents beyond just the bounty hunters.

In the group chat of the nine Purgers, Rabbit, having a moment to herself, started gossiping: "@Twinflower, does your fiancé usually duel? What deck does he use?"

Judging a duelist's style based on the deck they use is a classic topic in Biantana.

"Do you guys usually fight in your apartment? Do you ever end up fighting in bed?"

Does sleeping together really cause certain reactions?

Shadow Mist Girl: "Can I hear what she's about to say?"

[Sixteen witches were muted by the group owner for 24 hours]

Rose: "You talk a lot, don't you? Don't you have to patrol or proctor exams?"

The seven Purgers, Twin Flowers and Sixteen Witches, were responsible for stationing themselves at the Bianyuelong headquarters. They were respectively assigned to the first and second investigation groups of Shenwu Department. The two of them also had a relatively close relationship.

Once two women become intimate, the topics they discuss are probably not censored. The original form of the Sixteen Witches was an electronic being who had just acquired a human body and was very curious about the hormonal reactions between men and women.

Shadow Mist Lady: "So what deck did he use?"

Rose: "I don't know, but he signed up for the assessment. If he makes it to the actual combat stage, we should be able to find out."

"I just didn't expect—" Her tone changed abruptly, revealing no emotion.

"He's got two women on his arms, he's quite popular with girls."

Blank: "What? You really consider him your fiancé?"

Rose: "No, I just have a strange feeling."

Shadow Mist Girl: "The legendary jealousy?!"

Mahjong: "No, Rose can distinguish between public and private matters."

It really had nothing to do with jealousy; the relationship between the twins and Li Guanqi hadn't reached that point yet. It was just that she felt there was something strange about the scene before her.

Li Guanqi was teaching Tang Xin the details of construction, while Yimi watched from the side.

It was a very ordinary exchange, but she always felt something was off about it, as if the demon, the black witch, and the white witch were gathered together, but instead of fighting, they were chatting about food and fashion.

Suddenly, Blank blurted out, "Writer?"

The word "writer" echoed in Qi Mengsi's mind, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

The writer, one of the twelve hands of the hour, is also the most influential among them, and in some ways, he can be said to be the person with the widest influence in all of Biantana.

In a world where stories can enhance a card's spirituality and where patterns can be replicated, the writer is almost equivalent to a god.

The positions of the Clockwork are not earned through merit and are unrelated to personal advancement. The Clockwork is personally selected by "Sequence Disaster 003," who, in order to maintain its own existence and growth, binds itself to twelve guardians and endows them with powerful abilities.

The goddess bewitches people, the puppeteer manipulates the dead, and the writer's abilities are still not fully understood by the Bureau of Spirit Control, but it is generally believed to be related to guiding the story's direction.

"It shouldn't be..." Qi Mengsi pressed her throbbing temples, trying to clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts. "Have I been too tired these past two days..."

The author, within the Twelve Hour Hands, is a moderate. He/she proactively engaged in dialogue with the Soul Reaper, stating that although he/she is a hand, his/her stance is neutral. He/she even promised that if the Soul Reaper successfully purifies the other eleven hands, he/she would voluntarily surrender.

However, the higher-ups in the Bureau of Spirit Control remained highly vigilant and skeptical of this explanation.

After all, this dialogue itself is very likely part of the script.

【bell--】

A crisp and long bell rang out, suddenly breaking the noise in the square, and its echo clearly reached the ears of every examinee.

[Preliminary selection test officially begins]

Please proceed to the queue corresponding to the last digit of your supercomputing ring number to wait for your exam.

Please consciously abide by the preliminary selection order.

The thousands of candidates in the room seemed to have been muted; the originally noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and the tension was palpable.

"It's starting! It's starting!" Tang Xin took a deep breath, steadied herself, and looked at Li Guanqi: "Eighth Brother, what's your number?"

Li Guanqi raised his wrist to check the number displayed on the supercomputing ring: "Number 9, what about you?"

“I’m number 8, in the next queue!” Tang Xin looked away, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over Li Guanqi’s supercomputing ring before quickly shifting it away, muttering to herself, “So his name is Li Guanqi… Guanqi, that’s a nice name.”

The auditions began, and the two quickly found their respective queues and waited.

"Why are there so few people?" Li Guanqi noticed that there were only seven or eight people in front of him, while there were a lot of people on both sides of the queue. According to the rules, it seemed that you had to sit on a chair to be considered in line.

Are they all preparing to steal the building?
Undoubtedly, those who participate later have an informational advantage over those who participate earlier. The preliminary selection process ends at 22 PM every day and continues uninterrupted for 9 hours. If you don't participate by then, you can only participate the next day. The preliminary selection lasts for three days, and the rules are different each day.

Theoretically speaking, participating in the preliminary rounds every night provides the most intelligence and increases the chances of winning.

But—that's what everyone thinks.

As a result, the auditions turned into a musical chairs game in the evening.

Only a very small number of heroes dared to become pioneers of exploration.

A commotion broke out at the front of line number 9. The first candidate stepped forward, a young man wearing a blue lightning bolt patterned jacket. He nervously rubbed the seams of his trousers, clearly unsure of himself.

A cold, electronic voice announced: "[Please bind your supercomputing ring and press the lottery button to randomly match your Earthwalker AI model.]"

Upon hearing this, the crowd waiting for the exam immediately erupted in uproar.

"We need to draw lots again?!"

"No way, I thought I could figure out the opponent's deck and counter it..."

"Oh no, all that preparation was for nothing."

Many people wore expressions of frustration and despair. They had hoped to send the inexperienced beginners ahead to scout out the AI's decks, allowing the rest of the team to build counter-strategies and secure a pass. However, the examiners didn't grant that opportunity; a simple lottery system shattered their plans.

Want to build a deck that can beat all AI? That would require a god.

Seeing this, Li Guanqi couldn't help but smile slightly. The examiner was quite shrewd.

The young man in the lightning bolt patterned jacket reluctantly pressed the red button in front of him. The numbers on the screen scrolled rapidly, eventually settling on one number—[17].

The passageway next to the queue opened, and a robot with the number 17 on it stepped out and stopped opposite the young man.

The Duel Disk unfolds automatically, and a pale blue energy barrier rises, forming an independent arena that isolates the inside from the outside, preventing any sound or image from entering.

【Attack first】

【Blue Square】

【The duel begins】

"Ha, we're doomed." A sigh of schadenfreude mixed with a sense of shared misfortune echoed through the waiting area.

Li Guanqi smiled helplessly and silently mourned for the brother on the field.

The thought of his NR deck facing an AI, especially one with a penchant for traps, giving up the first turn, sent chills down his spine.

"My turn." Earthwalker 17's emotionless electronic voice rang out as he swiftly slapped down a card. "Summon, [Shiranui Takebe]."

Flames suddenly ignited, and the figure of a girl holding a naginata and dressed in a red and white shrine maiden outfit materialized in the flames, her eyes sharp.

"Activate the effect of [Shiranui's Takebe] to Special Summon [Demon Blade - Shiranui] from the Deck."

Another burst of flames flashed, and a demonic sword, shrouded in an ominous aura and covered with runes, hovered beside Wu Bu, its sword spirit emitting a low hum.

"I will upgrade the level 2 [Demon Blade - Shiranui] and the level 4 [Shiranui's Takebe]."

"Synchronic Summon!"

"Appear, Level 6! [Sword God - Shiranui]!"

Despite being a robot, its voice is unusually passionate.

A burst of light erupted, and a powerful figure clad in armor and wielding a massive katana descended onto the battlefield, surrounded by scorching flames of sword spirit, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.

"Cover three cards and the round ends."

The AI ​​cleanly and efficiently ended its turn; with just a few actions, an atmosphere of despair had already filled the waiting area.

"Ouch--"

"How can we fight this?"

"How about we play tomorrow? This is too difficult."

Li Guanqi clearly saw that among the seven people in front of him, two of them exchanged a pale-faced glance, then stood up decisively and silently left the queue, obviously frightened and ready to wait and see.

They only have one chance in the preliminary selection, so they must consider it carefully.

"The intensity is a bit high," Li Guanqi thought to himself, his pupils shrinking slightly.

【Demon Blade - Shiranui】is a rare card, which means that the AI's deck is not limited by the NR rules of common (N cards) and precious (R cards), and its overall strength is naturally much higher than that of the test takers.

The only consolation is that AI is ultimately a machine and cannot "communicate" or "resonate" with card spirits like humans can. Even if there are highly spiritual cards, they will still get stuck.

The 10% pass rate does not mean that 10% of players can defeat the AI ​​without getting stuck in a duel; it means that the AI ​​has a 10% chance of getting stuck in a duel.

(End of this chapter)