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

Chapter 208 Seeking Construction!
"God-Slaying Pen!"

The candidates erupted in deafening cheers and exclamations. Who would have thought that a pen with zero attack power could be buffed twice and reach 4200 attack power?

I could win without this pen, but I'm all about looking cool!
As the smoke cleared, the mechanical body of Earthwalker 17 trembled slightly, with wisps of white smoke rising from its joints.

It slowly raised its head, its electronic eyes flashing red light. Suddenly, it uttered a mechanical yet stubborn voice: "One more time!"

Li Guanqi was celebrating when he heard this and was taken aback.

Hmm? One more time?
Robots say things like that? What's going on?
"One more time!" Earthwalker 17 repeated, its voice louder than before. Its metal shell even began to glow an unnatural red. It took heavy steps and walked towards Li Guanqi's direction.

Detective Chu Chan, who was patrolling nearby, noticed something was wrong and his expression turned serious. He quickly stepped forward and pressed the controller on his waist, attempting to forcibly shut down Earthwalker 17. However, the robot seemed to have lost control, showing no response to the command and stubbornly continuing to move forward.

He frowned sharply, pressed other buttons, and quickened his pace.

The other standby Earthwalkers immediately surrounded the robot, extending their thick mechanical arms to restrain the out-of-control Number 17. The robots writhed together, emitting dull metallic clanging sounds.

Chu Chan approached Earthwalker 17, who was being forcibly restrained. He carefully examined him but found no obvious damage or errors. With a puzzled look, he pressed the earpiece and reported the situation to the team leader in a slightly hurried tone: "Team leader, Earthwalker 17 is acting strangely. Requesting technical support."

"It...it seems like it wants to compete with the test takers again." He wasn't even sure when he said this.

On the other end of the communication, Langley was bewildered and incredulous: "A malfunction? No way, it's only been running for two hours and it's already malfunctioning? We have to compete again? Number 17 is quite something, isn't he?"

She paused for a moment and then said, "Okay, I understand. I'll arrange for technicians to go and take a look right away."

"Let's stop it for now, so it doesn't affect the upcoming assessment."

"Understood." Chu Chan turned off the communication, took the out-of-control Earthwalker No. 17 to the back, and then walked to the front of the crowd and said to everyone: "Attention candidates in queue 9, Earthwalker No. 17 has experienced a brief malfunction and needs to be repaired. The next lottery will temporarily skip No. 17."

After saying that, he glanced meaningfully at Li Guanqi in the crowd, said nothing, and continued his patrol.

Li Guanqi let out a long breath, finally relieved. For a moment, he was genuinely worried that his results would be canceled due to the machine malfunction.

"Holy crap? Really?" The candidates below the stage immediately erupted in discussion, and the tense and oppressive atmosphere eased.

"I've never seen anything like this before! He managed to malfunction the Earthwalker? Who's this guy?"

"It looks familiar."

"Did you hear that? The Earthwalker is yelling that he wants another round. Has he gotten angry after being beaten?"

"A robot that refuses to give up is actually quite cute."

"I've already uploaded the video to Lezi.com with the title 'Shocking! Test takers even made the computer demand overtime!' It's guaranteed to go viral!"

From the crowd, a loud voice suddenly drowned out all the noise, filled with undisguised longing: "Master—! I need! A! Construct!"

The others reacted instantly, surging towards Li Guanqi like a tidal wave, shouting all at once: "Master, deck building! We need to copy your deck!"

The duelist's inherent skills.

Seeking! Construction!
Looking at the frenzied faces before him, and the cell phones reaching out to him, almost poking his face, Li Guanqi's lips twitched involuntarily. This scene was even more chilling than when he fought the Earthwalker earlier.

"Hey bro, can you give me a deck build?"

"Give us a framework; they're willing to do anything."

"Hungry! Food!"

"I really can't afford to lose, please help me, boss!"

Seeking construction, a duelist's inherent skill.

The cries of pleading rose and fell, and Li Guanqi was surrounded so tightly that he felt like Tang Sanzang (a monk in Journey to the West), and if he didn't get help, he probably wouldn't be able to get out today.

Helplessly, he took out his phone, opened the deck editor, and displayed the "Demon God Ridge Stone Relic" deck.

The screen's light illuminated several anxious faces around them.

"It really is all NR cards, and the rest are all low-tier cards?"

"The demon shrine and the megalithic relic, wonderful, wonderful!"

"As expected of a master's design!" After a brief silence, even more enthusiastic praise erupted from the crowd.

"This deck has a reason! It definitely has a reason!"

"The Demon God Ritual is truly a stroke of genius. It doesn't take up regular summoning points, can retrieve information, and can replenish ritual summons. It's ingenious!"

"Double buff! God-Slaying Pen!"

"It feels a bit complicated; most people couldn't handle it." Someone looked at the deck, scratched their head, and looked troubled.

Upon hearing this, Li Guanqi also offered a timely reminder: "Everyone has their own preferred deck build. This deck is quite difficult to learn, so if you don't know how to play it, it's best not to copy it blindly."

"The construction is for reference only, for reference only," he emphasized again.

"Understood, understood." The group nodded repeatedly. "Thank you, boss!"

"I'll post it in the group first and look for some tips."

"You can take your time studying it, excuse me..." Li Guanqi couldn't resist the enthusiasm of this group of people and just wanted to get away as soon as possible.

"No, boss!" This group had finally caught a big shot alive, how could they let him go so easily?

"Don't go, boss! Give me some advice! I play [Ghostly Tactics]..."

"I play [Demon Beast], check me out, pros!"

"Wow, I'm a fan of yours! Let's be friends!"

Li Guanqi waved his hands repeatedly, trying to push through the crowd: "I have no advice. I only know a little about [megalithic relics], nothing else."

He struggled to break free from the crowd, let out a long sigh of relief, feeling more exhausted than after a high-intensity battle.

"You lost." In the distance, Qi Mengsi looked at Victoria, her smile mocking and sarcastic. "Let's do it again~"

Victoria stomped her feet a few times, but remained silent and wouldn't speak.

Meanwhile, Bian Yuelong's various assessment groups have been in an uproar.

"Here they come! The first amazing person to pass the preliminary rounds has emerged!"

"An old tradition of the alliance: build first!"

"Come and see!"

"+1."

"+1." Requesting builds. As expected of a culture that has been passed down for hundreds of years, there were dozens of "+1" messages in a row.

Soon, screenshots of the deck were posted in the group.

"A megalithic relic of the Demon God Instrument? Wow—this is something!"

"This guy is so stubborn, so unfaithful..."

"Screw it, all I want to do right now is get through the preliminary rounds!"

"The Church of Jesus has been dead for so many years, yet it's still here, so loyal."

"Do you have a video? Let's have a tutorial on how to play against each other!"

The person who created the structure then released another message: a video of a duel.

After everyone watched the video, the group fell into a brief silence.

"The Crimson King can be released like this..."

"It seems a bit complicated, I feel like I can't learn it."

"This guy looks familiar... isn't he the one who went on a three-game winning streak in the league...?"

"Cramming at the last minute definitely won't work; even if you copy, you'll probably still make a lot of mistakes."

"A fountain pen with 4200 attack power! Hachi Pen, you bastard!"

"A fountain pen with 4200 attack?" Tang Xin was scrolling through group messages out of boredom when she saw this sentence and was slightly taken aback.

When she first heard that someone had passed the preliminary rounds, she was a little excited. But when she saw the build, her heart sank. She didn't play the [Stone Relic] build at all. Trying to copy it was just asking for trouble. But when she scrolled down the messages, the phrase "4200 attack pen" caught her eye.

Unable to contain her curiosity, Tang Xin clicked on the video. At first, she was just watching for fun, but soon her attention was firmly drawn to the figure in the video.

"Wow—" Leaning back in her chair, Immy noticed Tang Xin's change in expression and teased her sarcastically, "Wow, so strong~ so cool~"

"Yeah~"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tang Xin hurriedly turned off the video, her heart racing and her cheeks slightly flushed. She glared at Yimi, embarrassed and angry. "I was just... just curious about a fountain pen with 4200 attack!"

"I also have a magic pen!" she said proudly, picking up the pen hanging around her neck.

"The magic pen will surely protect me."

"Hey! Myna!" Immi, with her sharp eyes, spotted the figure not far away and immediately raised her hand to call out, her voice clear and bright.

Tang Xin shuddered, her neck stiffening as she slowly turned around. Seeing the approaching figure, her cheeks flushed instantly, her eyes darted away, and she unconsciously turned her head away, her voice barely a whisper: "Myth Brother..."

Li Guanqi had just slipped out of the crowd when he heard the call and came over. His gaze swept over the two of them and landed on Tang Xin: "She hasn't gone on stage yet."

Seeing Tang Xin clutching the hem of her clothes and her arms trembling slightly, he comforted her, "Don't be too nervous, have faith in your deck."

He paused, as if he had thought of something, and added, "We can always come back next year."

“She wasn’t nervous at first,” Immy joked. “But with you here to oversee things, it’s hard to say what will happen.”

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin tensed up, her heart pounding.

The nature of this assessment has changed.

Hormones are a magical thing. Just like in a school boys' basketball game, when the losing side takes a halftime break and is exhausted, what to give the players to eat or drink, or what tactics to arrange, are mostly ineffective. A smart coach will call over the girlfriends or girls they like of the five players and have them stand on the sidelines with bottled water.

In this way, it will no longer be five men taking the stage again.

Instead, it was five ferocious beasts.

It's about saving face.

For teenagers in their adolescence, the most unacceptable thing is to show their vulnerable side in front of the person they like.

【The winner is】

【Blue Square】

【Duel ends】

[Next candidate, please be prepared.]

As the automated announcement from the AI ​​referee sounded, Tang Xin's breath hitched. She gripped the pen hanging around her neck tightly, her eyes closed, as if she were praying for something.

"It's your turn." Yimi patted Tang Xin on the shoulder, her tone light and cheerful, with a hint of anticipation for a good show.

Tang Xin paused, and slowly loosened her grip on the pen.

She slowly opened her eyes, her gaze no longer evasive and shy, but instead radiating a sharp light as she stared directly at the dueling arena ahead.

"Tang Xin?" Immi was taken aback.

The Tang Xin in front of her felt a little unfamiliar.

"Keep it up," Li Guanqi said softly.

Tang Xin nodded, no longer looking at the two of them. She took a deep breath and strode towards the dueling arena, her back view exuding a certain unwavering confidence.

As soon as she stepped into the designated area, a cold, mechanical voice rang out.

Please bind your supercomputing ring, press the lottery button, and match the Earthwalker AI model.

Tang Xin followed the instructions to scan the supercomputing ring, upload the card deck, and then press the red button in front of her.

The numbers on the screen kept rotating and finally stopped at number 11.

"What deck did number 11 use?" Li Guanqi turned to ask Imi.

The two leaned back in their chairs together, and from a distance, they looked like they had a very good relationship.

“Shiranui,” Imi replied casually, glancing at the dueling arena. “Just like you, we have quite a connection.”

Always ready to offer a helping hand, this best friend and strategist is quite competent.

Li Guanqi, however, didn't quite grasp the deeper meaning and pondered for a moment before saying, "It's quite tough. The preliminary rounds are much more intense than I expected."

To be honest, if he were to play again now, he wouldn't be confident he could win.

(End of this chapter)