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

Chapter 212 Doctor
"Why are you back so late? Where did you go?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it was like a hook, instantly catching Li Guanqi's footsteps.

Li Guanqi's heart skipped a beat. This opening line sounded exactly like a scene of catching someone red-handed, like his wife checking up on him.

"Uh." Li Guanqi looked away from the painting on the wall and said softly, "I passed the preliminary round and went out to have dinner with some friends to celebrate."

He saw Qi Mengsi during the audition, from a distance, but he wisely chose to pretend he didn't see her and didn't dare to go over and talk to her.

"What is your relationship with Tang Xin?"

Qi Mengsi's gaze sharpened, like two invisible knives.

Here we go, to the main topic.

It was clearly a routine audit of the informants by the purgers, but the tone and atmosphere somehow carried a strange sense of intimacy.

“Just ordinary friends.” Li Guanqi tried to make his tone sound frank. “We met during the league.”

"The black cab gang incident, two sober survivors." Qi Mengsi's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of pressure. "After the interrogation, you both went home. Why did you suddenly reconnect?"

Li Guanqi frowned; this question had gone a bit too far.

If they were truly engaged, that would be fine; but given their ordinary roommate relationship, the questioning of the other person feels more like interrogating a criminal.

The principle of presumption of innocence and the burden of proof on the party raising the question should be upheld by the Basic Law.

"We bumped into each other at the library." Li Guanqi breathed a sigh of relief, now that they were under the same roof. "We studied together in the library for a few days. Believe it or not."

This explanation sounded too coincidental, but he was too lazy to make it up. Just like playing cards, sometimes it's not impossible to draw the perfect card in a row.

Unexpectedly, Qi Mengsi did not inquire about the details of the "chance encounter" nor did she raise any questions.

She paused for a few seconds, then raised her glass and gazed at the red liquid inside.

"Congratulations on passing the preliminary selection." She regained her usual cool demeanor. "Good luck on the written test."

After saying that, she drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp. Then, her red dress fluttered gently, and she lightly touched the ground and leaped, landing steadily on the edge of the ten-meter-high rooftop.

The moonlight shone on her, making her red dress appear like fire.

The next second, the figure swayed slightly and then disappeared completely into the night.

Li Guanqi stood still, his mouth slightly open.

By day, she's Qi Mengsi, an ordinary detective in the Spirit Control Division; by night, she's the Twin Flowers of the Purifiers... This woman is certainly busy enough.

He shook his head, turned and walked into the bedroom. The moment he sat down in the chair, all sorts of doubts welled up in his mind again.

Was the person in room 505, whom I remember, really a twin?

"If so, how could I not recognize you?"

The twins in the apartment had polarized opinions about him, suspecting him of being an informant on one hand and a planted needle on the other.

If not, the two look exactly alike, and the card decks they play are also...questionable.

That deck of 60 plant cards would drive any human player crazy if they tried to play it.

When asked her name, why didn't she say a normal name like Qi Mengsi, but instead insisted on using the code name 'Twin Flowers'?
She has many names?

Why did they start by calling out "Dr. Li"?
How did you come to Earth?
Why are you acting so crazy?
What was the meaning of that countdown? Why did he jump off the building?

With the physical ability to easily jump ten meters high, why would falling from the fifth floor result in serious injury?
There is still a century-old mystery—

Did she want to die or not when she jumped from the fifth floor of the hospital?
The feeling of being shrouded in mist made Li Guanqi afraid to have too much contact with her, fearing that she might turn against him and treat him as a mental patient.

Li Guanqi opened his phone, entered the Dungeon Network, and typed in "[Silver City Son-in-Law]". A bounty popped up, and the amount had increased to 240 million.

Below is another line of text—【Limited to live users only】.

"You're crazy."

He really didn't understand; were these people crazy?

If it were a bounty for a complete victory, I wouldn't say anything, or if it were a bounty placed on emotion right after the event ended, and Lord Huji was still angry, I could barely understand it.

It's been a whole week already!

How can someone stay angry for so long? And the bill keeps getting higher and higher, there's a whole family of lunatics!
For 300,000, those bounty hunters dared to assassinate in public. The Black Scorpion Gang's deterrent was useless. With 240 million, he couldn't even imagine what bounty hunters would do.

Li Guanqi put on his helmet, and was about to log in and play a couple of games to relieve stress, when he suddenly stopped.

"Ahhh-"

He's going crazy. With a bounty of 240 million, every word and action of his will be scrutinized under a magnifying glass.

The bounty is for capture alive, meaning not for life, but for a card?
But he knew that card hunters wouldn't write "[Active Only]" on their lists. If you're making things difficult for card hunters, and you're stealing their cards, won't they fight you to the death? Even if they explode, they won't give them your cards!
Li Guanqi really wanted to say to the person who placed the order, "What exactly do you want from me?" "I don't want your life or your cards, I'll give them to you, okay?"

The 200 million-plus bounty made him afraid to even log in to play cards.

You can't create a secondary account with the Silkworm Permission; you have to pass the exam to become a reserve member of the Spirit Control Division to get the Sparrow Permission.

The things I can do with my limited access are too few. There are many books I can't read in the library, internet searches are blocked, I can't create alternate accounts in the metaverse, and I have to pay extra for meals or takeout. It feels like I'm being discriminated against in everything I do. Since things are like this, I guess I'll just stick to reading.

"Reading changes destiny." Li Guanqi took a deep breath, calmed himself down, turned off his phone, took out a series of review materials and past exam papers, put on his glasses, and began practicing questions.

His strengths lie in open selection and practical experience, but his weakness lies in written tests, as he has to memorize a lot of scientific knowledge and historical and humanistic information.

As night deepened, the lamplight on his desk cast a long shadow of Li Guanqi.

He frowned slightly, his fingers rapidly turning the pages, his attention highly focused, his expression exceptionally serious as he read, without a trace of confusion or doubt.

Completely unaware of the shadow beneath his feet, it had silently undergone a transformation. The edges of the shadow began to writhe, and slowly, an almost identical shadow separated from the main body. The two shadows were projected side by side on the ground. One shadow moved in sync with Li Guanqi's movements as he turned the pages and wrote, while the other remained still, its color lighter. After a while, the darker shadow that had separated silently merged back into the main body, returning to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Li Guanqi was so focused that he didn't even notice the subtle notification sounds in his mind.

[Energy Consumption of This Indicator]

【1212 points】

Hyperfusion, even shadows can merge.

After the two shadows merged, he was in an exceptionally good state. His brain's absorption and memorization of knowledge reached an unprecedented peak efficiency, and the knowledge points he had read seemed to be automatically imprinted into his mind.

Meanwhile, in the realm beyond the gods, in the uncharted territory, a secret realm eternally shrouded in moonlight.

The Xiaomi X (the main body) clutched its lower abdomen and staggered across the calm water.

Her face was pale, her breathing rapid, and each step she took left a ripple on the water's surface.

A full week has passed since she was severely injured by that battle angel. Instead of excruciating pain, she felt a persistent, cold numbness in her wound. An alien force was constantly eroding and disintegrating her life force, preventing any form of self-healing.

She gritted her teeth, dragging her numb lower body, and walked for an unknown amount of time until finally a ringed ouroboros appeared at the end of her vision, with twelve seats on the ring.

Unknown Realm - Snake Life Clock.

With her last bit of strength, she sat down in the seat marked "10 o'clock," her body went limp, and she slumped heavily against the cold, mechanical chair, breathing heavily.

Whether it's Chronicles, Rebirth Shop, Shadow Core, Tower of Babel, Forget-Me-Not Mansion, Death Prison Village, or the Serpent's Life Bell here, each unbounded domain node has a neural connection program to bind the node's "master," usually referred to as the shopkeeper, curator, or manor lord.

But the Serpent's Fate Clock has always been very strange. No one, including her, knows who the "master" of the Serpent's Fate Clock is.

The person who discovered the Serpent's Bell was the "Audience," and it was she who invited others to use this place as a base to discuss important decisions and named the organization "The Bell."

In addition to having a master node, each unbounded node can also have an administrator node.

The "audience" is the "administrator" of the Snake Clock. She grants access permissions, allowing clock members to call for help from their companions via neural connection programs through their own seats.

"Cough cough..." Xiaomi X took a breath, raised his hand and patted the cold armrest of the seat, his voice sounding a little hoarse due to weakness, "Is anyone here? Someone come and catch their breath."

One by one, blue beams of light lit up, but the one she wanted to see was not among them.

[Doctor]: "This wound is quite rare."

[Goddess]: "Where have you been wandering around?"

[Traveler]: "Tsk tsk tsk, who did this? So ruthless." (Another mutters quietly: "Looks familiar.")

[Audience]: "Ouch~ that looks painful."

[The Pope]: "The consequences of blasphemy."

[Doctor]: "Let's install a prosthetic cavity; it can save him, one kilogram."

[Goddess]: "She couldn't possibly produce a kilogram, yet she insisted on waiting. Now look what's happened."

The goddess still harbors resentment towards Xiaomi X for its capricious behavior during the All-Victory event. If the 'Silver City Son-in-Law' hadn't been matched earlier, the Gonglihui and Zhong wouldn't be in such a predicament now.

"Help...help me..." Xiaomi X's face was deathly pale, and his body was weak, but he still wore a cynical smile.

"Doctor, are you there, doctor?"

"Hey bro... can you hear me...?"

She simply cannot produce one kilogram of negative cubic crystals, and now she can only seek humanitarian help from the doctor.

A blue beam of light appeared at the six o'clock position, and Xiaomi X raised an eyebrow, his expression becoming excited: "Here it comes."

A beam of light rose from the doctor's image, revealing only a silhouette within, accompanied by a masculine voice: "Who did this?"

The doctor and the puppeteer have some connection; if it's not too much trouble, the doctor will help out.

“Uh,” Xiaomi X recalled, “a seventh generation, or maybe a seventh generation plus Battle Angel.”

"It has a Zeke form."

"What a powerful strike! It took shattering an epic card to barely block it."

She concealed the location, and each of the twelve hands had their own ulterior motives. As an information broker, the Puppet Master could sell every shocking piece of news for a good price.

Unless it's a doctor asking.

If you keep hiding things from the doctor when they ask you questions, you're playing with your life.

[Doctor]: "The seventh generation Battle Angel can't inflict this kind of delayed damage; it can only be the seventh generation plus."

Biantana's cutting-edge technology has been stuck at the seventh generation for two hundred years, while its civilian technology is stuck at the fifth generation. Only a very small number of factions have military capabilities that can evolve half a generation further, reaching the seventh generation plus.

Humans have always had an exceptionally high level of enthusiasm for scientific research on weaponry.

The difference between the seventh generation and the seventh generation plus lies in the presence of either the aura of destruction or the divine attribute.

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the air became extremely quiet.

The seventh generation of battle angels was actually a forbidden research project. More than a decade ago, the Alliance legislated that they could no longer be manufactured, as they could easily go berserk and cause another small disaster if not properly controlled.

Nineteen years ago, a machine crisis broke out, and the Alliance was already damaged and stressed, let alone the seventh generation plus.

"Doctor," Xiaomi X weakly drawled, "is there any hope for me?"

(End of this chapter)