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

Chapter 292 Earth and Biantana (Important)

late at night.

The Unlimited Realm - The Store of the Past.

A barely perceptible ripple dissipated in the air, and the orange cat Tony's ears twitched, jolting him awake from his deep sleep.

Its amber eyes scanned the area warily, then it seemed to remember something terrifying. It tumbled and scrambled off the counter and rushed toward the cat wheel in the corner, its four paws flying as it ran with a whooshing sound.

A cat wheel is a toy used to train cats to run, allowing them to run freely on it, satisfying their exercise needs and providing entertainment.

Those wretched two-legged creatures always manage to find ways to exhaust the cat's energy!

"Click."

The wooden door was gently pushed open, and a petite figure dressed in a black robe walked in.

She closed the door behind her, skillfully removed her hood, took off the black robe that concealed her figure, and then took off her slightly dusty boots, revealing a pair of clean and delicate feet.

Finally, she removed the black mask from her face, revealing a slightly tired but beautiful face. She exhaled softly, and the light in her once clear, sky-blue eyes gradually dimmed, eventually settling into a normal light brown.

The girl's gaze casually swept over Tony, the teacher, who was "running hard" on the cat wheel.

Tony's fur bristled all over his body, his stomping speed increased dramatically, and he ran even harder, letting out weak meows as he protested against the ruthless exploitation.

The girl's lips curved slightly, quite satisfied with the scene. She took the black robe she had changed out of and went into the inner room, skillfully tossed it into the washing machine, poured in laundry detergent, and pressed the start button. The washing machine's deep rumble began.

She turned and walked to the kitchen, opened the latest model refrigerator, and a blast of cold air hit her. She took out a piece of cantaloupe that she hadn't finished last time, wrapped in plastic wrap. The icy fruit felt slightly cool to the touch.

She placed the cantaloupe on the cutting board, and with a swift stroke of the knife, cleanly and neatly cut it into evenly sized cubes. Then, she took out a small watermelon and diced it in the same way. The bright red flesh of the watermelon and the cantaloupe cubes were then scooped into a clean glass bowl.

Finally, she took a bottle of whipped cream from the refrigerator, squeezed it gently onto the fruit pieces, and the snow-white cream spiraled over the fruit.

The girl, carrying a glass bowl, walked barefoot on the cool wooden floor to the shop counter. She put down the fruit plate and tapped her fingers lightly twice on the smooth wooden countertop.

"Boom, boom."

The crisp tapping sound echoed in the quiet shop.

Upon hearing the sound on the cat wheel, Tony's limbs went weak and his speed plummeted. As if granted a pardon, he scrambled off the cat wheel, staggered a few steps, and leaped onto the counter, collapsing right next to the girl, panting heavily.

Running for three minutes is exhausting.

The young shopkeeper ignored the dramatic orange cat and turned on the computer on the counter. The computer looked unremarkable, but it ran some special software that couldn't be found anywhere in Biantana.

One of the apps whose icon closely resembles a penguin is called "QQ".

Communication through this software is extremely secure, making it impossible for outsiders to eavesdrop or intrude. Even more remarkably, when combined with Biantana's most advanced bio-program system, users don't even need to type; the sentences they conceive in their minds can be sent to QQ group chats in real time.

Communication software not belonging to this world, combined with the biotechnology of this world, gave rise to the "Purger 9 Group," whose security level is considered to be the highest.

The girl used a small bamboo skewer to pick up a piece of watermelon diced with cream and put it in her mouth. The cool, sweet, and glutinous texture made her squint her eyes comfortably, and a faint, satisfied smile appeared on her face.

At the same time, there was some activity within the group of nine purgers.

Blank: "Send the monitoring data for the fifth department's practical assessment, specifically the part about seizing the control panel."

It was concise and to the point, without a single wasted word.

The group was silent for less than half a minute.

Rose: "[Video file] has been uploaded."

Rabbit: "[Video file] Another angle, boss, please take a look~"

Two surveillance videos from different perspectives appeared almost simultaneously in the group chat interface.

Clicking on the video, the scene shows a hail of bullets raining down, with Li Guanqi and Lin Chen weaving through the flames, taking advantage of Ye Mudan's ice umbrella under the Six Flowers Domain to launch a sneak attack, while simultaneously rushing to the control consoles of both the red and blue teams and slamming them down.

Rabbit: "Wow~"

"Someone's fiancé reacted so quickly; this might not be a good marriage."

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

The ban on the sixteen witches has been lifted.

Rose: "Be serious."

Mahjong: "The Peony Leaf, which can be enhanced by the Realm of Reaction, is quite interesting."

Shadow Mist Girl: "A promising talent."

Rose: "That Lin Chen is..."

Swordsman: "He's my new informant. It looks like he's successfully put on the clown mask. Judging from his reaction, the integration rate is probably over 90%."

Mermaid: "Generally speaking, even two of them can't stop a tsunami."

Rose: "Then the tsunami is definitely more powerful."

Blank: "Hmm."

"You guys take a look first, I'll make a phone call."

Mahjong: "Would you like to make the call yourself?"

Rose: "Isn't it bad to reveal my identity? Who's that on the other end?"

The twin flowers asked rather directly, without any sense of respect between superiors and subordinates.

Robot: "I'll strengthen my defenses before communicating; that will be more reliable."

Shadow Mist Girl: "If there's anything we need to discuss, just let us handle it."

Blank: "Only I can contact them."

Mermaid: "Don't try to persuade her. Who else would make her make the call?"

The Shadow Mist Girl exclaimed in realization, "Oh! Coach!"

The young shop manager looked at the discussion in the group chat, picked up a piece of cantaloupe with her fork, and slowly chewed it. Her gaze fell on the frozen frame in the video of Li Guanqi rushing towards the control panel, and she seemed to be deep in thought.

After hesitating for a long time, she dialed a number she hadn't used in a long time.

The call wait was exceptionally long, but finally, the connection was established, accompanied by a faint static sound.

A slightly sleepy and cautious male voice came through: "Hello? Who is this?"

The young shopkeeper rested her chin on her left hand, held the supercomputing ring to her lips, and whispered, "It's me."

There was a sudden pause on the other end of the phone, and time seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Immediately, the man took a deep breath and shouted, "Wife! Our daughter is calling!!"

In the background noise, there was a loud crash as something was knocked over. The next instant, a vibrant female voice snatched the communicator, her voice cracking with excitement: "Baby! It's me, it's Mommy! Can you hear Mommy's voice?!"

"Waaah—" The woman seemed about to cry.

"Mommy misses you so much! Let Mommy hear your voice. Have you lost weight? Are you eating well over there? Are you getting three naps every day? Mmm! Sending you a kiss from afar! *kiss*"

Hearing the familiar warmth on the other end of the line, the young shop manager smiled gently, a hint of warmth appearing in her eyes. Her voice was warmer than usual: "Mom, I miss you too. I'm fine, don't worry. Um... I have some things I want to ask Dad."

The woman on the other end of the phone immediately fell silent, but you could still hear her lowering her voice and muttering with slight dissatisfaction, "All you ever do is call your dad. Humph, daughters are always their fathers' little darlings."

Then, the man's voice came again, the previous elation and excitement gone, replaced by a calmer tone and a hint of seriousness: "What's wrong?"

Their daughter has become a high-ranking official; she wouldn't call them unless it was something extremely important.

The young store manager composed herself, her gaze returning to the frozen image on the screen of Li Guanqi lunging at the control panel. Her voice regained its usual calm and directness: "Dad, I want to ask about the custom permissions."

Do you have one?

The man paused for a moment, then pondered carefully before saying, "Custom permission account..."

"Based on the analysis of the encrypted information left by Bai back then, a total of three custom permission accounts were secretly set up that year."

"Bai kept one for himself, gave another to Bai Jian'an, and as for the third..." The man paused, "Bai didn't specify who he gave it to, only saying that it was someone trustworthy and worthy of entrusting one's dreams to."

“I do have an account here. But, uh,” the man paused, “I only have the account name, not the password.”

"No password?" The young shopkeeper frowned slightly and asked instinctively.

The man on the other end explained, "Strictly speaking, I know where the password is, I just can't get it."

"Where?"

"You know that Bai foresaw 003 back then and created the Rebirth Shop and the Metaverse in order to fight against 003 or 'miracle'."

"You mean, the password is hidden in the Rebirth Shop and the Metaverse?"

"Hmm, the password for my side is in the duel door in the middle of the secret room of the Rebirth Shop, which is a bit tricky."

The secret room of the Rebirth Shop has three doors: Self, Duel, and Surveillance.

The Self-Gate manages itself, the Monitoring Gate monitors the world's sacred stone tablet, producing blasphemous cards.

But the duel gate has always been closed, and none of the three shopkeepers except the Creator have ever opened it.

"A duel? Is that difficult?" the shopkeeper girl asked doubtfully.

After she turned ten, she found dueling to be the most boring and simplest thing.

"I've been trying for years and still can't pass," the man on the other end said helplessly. "Anyway, you're the store manager now, so you can give it a try."

"How do we fight?" the young shopkeeper asked calmly.

In her view, anything that can be resolved through a duel is not a difficult problem.

The man on the other end slowly said, "Open the store manager's computer and find three software programs on the desktop."

"Duel-Llink."

"Master-Duel."

“My Card.” (Cute Card)

"Found it, and then?" the shopkeeper girl asked softly.

The man on the other end of the phone spoke calmly: "Clicking in will require some negative crystals to connect to the internet."

"These three software programs each have their own duel ranking events, namely the KC Cup, DC Cup, and MC Cup. Your task is to achieve a top-ten ranking in all three events within the same year."

"It doesn't sound difficult," the young shopkeeper said casually.

She knew the KC Cup was a chaotic point-based competition, and for her, getting into the top ten or even winning hundreds of games to take first place wouldn't be difficult.

She would never lose a duel; this realization was ingrained in every breath she took.

"Well, good luck." The man chuckled awkwardly. "MC has a ranking event every month, while KC and DC are for specific months and only have three or four chances a year. You can try ranking up MC first."

“Oh, and one more thing,” he added before hanging up.

“Dueling in these software programs has nothing to do with the Soul Control Bureau, and no one will know who you are. Just treat it as… well, just playing around and relaxing.”

"As for the negative crystals consumed by connecting to the internet, you'll have to figure that out yourself. Dad's out of money."

"It wasn't me who used it!" a woman rushed out to explain.

"Understood." The young shop manager said softly, then patted Tony the hairdresser, eliciting a meow, before hanging up the call.

Just wanted to prove that Tony is still alive.

The call ended, and the supercomputer ring light went out.

She looked up at the MyCard software on her computer desktop, pondered for a moment, and then clicked on it.

A notification pops up the moment the network connection is established.

[Currently consuming negative square crystals: 0.1 grams/hour]

This internet fee, converted into gold points, is 150,000 per hour.

However, to gain customization permissions, this amount of money is negligible. [Connection Successful]

The software opened successfully, displaying a menu page with a familiar "Edit Deck" option, clearly indicating it's a deck-building tool.

The young shopkeeper calmed herself, spread out the fruit platter, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, they had turned into a clear, deep blue.

In an instant, instead of the usual intricate card game scenarios that flashed through her mind, there were no intertwined card images, no tactical maneuvers, only a simple and clear English prompt that abruptly occupied her "vision".

【You-Win】

Immediately following this was the cold, hard number of points that appeared on the computer screen after the victory.

Can you get an extra 5 points for your first win?
A hint of surprise flashed in the shopkeeper's clear blue eyes, and her brows furrowed slightly.

what happened?

Her ability is less about foreseeing the future and more like a "duel simulator" built into her soul.

Before the actual duel, she would first simulate it in her mind.

If the simulation results in victory, she will strictly follow the optimal route in the simulation; if the simulation results in defeat, she will try to add variables of "non-future route" during the simulation phase, such as changing hand traps, adjusting the order of playing cards, and changing the deck construction. She will repeat this process until she draws a winning hand, and only then will the duel actually begin.

The twin flowers summed it up perfectly: "She only goes on stage after she has already won."

But now, the situation is clearly not right.

She can only "see" the final outcome, but cannot glimpse the actual duel process in this cute card app. This is a serious matter. If she cannot understand the process, she cannot ensure that the actual operation is completely consistent with the path to victory in "future vision." Any slight deviation could trigger a butterfly effect, leading to a completely different outcome.

What's more troublesome is that once a defeat is simulated, she will have no way of knowing the reason for the defeat, let alone being able to reverse the defeat by modifying the "future route".

"Strange," she murmured to herself.

Beside the counter, Tony, who was pretending to be asleep, twitched his ears and secretly lifted one eyelid to peek at her. Seeing that she looked normal, he quickly closed his eyes again and continued to play dead.

The girl's finger hovered over the mouse for a few seconds, and with this question in mind, she clicked on the "Edit Deck" option in the software interface.

A standard card deck building interface immediately popped up on the screen. She quickly typed "Blue Eyes" into the search bar, and a series of related cards were instantly listed, with exquisite card illustrations and a complete range of types.

"The card pool is quite comprehensive."

The young shop manager seemed slightly surprised and muttered to herself.

Following her usual "Blue-Eyes" deck-building strategy, she began dragging familiar cards into the deck editing area.

However, when she tried to drag the third [Proliferating G] card in, she couldn't get it to go in. The card was automatically returned, and the number of [Proliferating G] cards in the editing area stubbornly remained at "2".

She paused slightly, then tried dragging the [Named One to be Annihilated] again, but the result was the same; only one image could be inserted.

"Restrictions specific to ranking events?"

The girl's brows furrowed even more, and a hint of confusion flashed in her azure eyes.

However, she didn't think much of it. In the KC activities in Biantana, there were also restrictions on the [Tears of Elegy Clan].

She even thought the limit 2 for [G Proliferation] was quite reasonable; this card is indeed very strong.

She suppressed the strange feeling in her heart, thinking that bringing one or two less bills wouldn't make a difference, and she could always find a substitute.

Until, when she typed the important terminal monster in her deck, "Crimson Demon," into the search bar, a bright red and eye-catching "" symbol appeared in the lower right corner of the card image that popped up on the screen.

This symbol, along with the number [2] next to the [G] card of [Proliferation] and the number [1] next to [The Name of Obliteration], quickly connected in her mind.

An ominous premonition rose in her heart.

This is reminiscent of the superscript [2] of [G of proliferation] and the superscript [1] of [the name of obliteration].

A sense of foreboding rose within her.

"Could it be..." She stretched out her index finger, trying to drag the [Crimson Demon - Evil] with the forbidden mark into the extra deck area.

But no matter what I did, I couldn't get it in; I couldn't even take a single one.

The young shopkeeper abruptly stopped, her fair fingers hovering above the mouse, her azure eyes fixed on the glaring forbidden sign on the screen, her gaze slowly turning gloomy.

She dialed that long-forgotten number again.

As soon as the connection was established, the man on the other end said, "I knew it."

"Explain yourself," the girl coldly demanded. "Why can't I bring [Crimson Lotus Demon - Calamity]?"

"Uh, well..." The man paused noticeably, frantically organizing (making up) his thoughts, before awkwardly explaining a few seconds later, "You know, cards like [Crimson Lotus Demon - Calamity] are of extremely high rank and have immense power, so it's normal for them to be subject to the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, right? It's normal." He repeated "normal" twice, as if trying to convince himself.

"Really?" The girl was skeptical, anticipating his actions. "Don't hang up yet."

Before he could make an excuse, her fingers were already flying across the deck-building tool's search bar, typing in the core field of another commonly used and extremely powerful deck—【Tears of Elegy Clan】.

The search results popped up, and the card pool was still complete, but when her gaze swept over a few key cards, the chill in her eyes intensified.

【Tears of Elegy Clan - Narcissus Mermaid】, in the lower right corner of the card, there is also a bright red and eye-catching "".

Why can't we bring the "Narcissus Mermaid" either?

"Is the [Narcissus Mermaid] too high a position, subject to the constraints of the Heavenly Dao?"

She realized something and searched for a few more images.

"There are also [Ancient Vanguard] and [Ancient Guardian]."

"What, does this 'Heavenly Dao' dislike [Tears of the Pearl] so much? If Lan Yin knew about this, she would definitely have to go toe-to-toe with 'Heavenly Dao' a few times."

"This...that..." The man on the other end of the phone was completely speechless, stammering for a long time, unable to explain a single word, only vague interjections remaining.

Just as the girl was about to press for more information, a man's voice, rising eight octaves in pitch, came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey~ the signal's not very good, honey, is dinner ready yet?"

(Food? Where's the food?) The woman's bewildered voice rang out.

"Daughter, your mom is calling me for dinner."

"That's all for now, we'll talk again later... later when the signal is better! I'm busy, I'll hang up now!"

【beep--】

The call was abruptly cut off, a classic example of "escape during a meal," executed with a skill that left everyone in awe.

The girl put down the supercomputing ring, listening to the busy tone coming from the communicator. Her face was expressionless, but deep in her clear, azure eyes, a flame called "challenge" ignited, a flame that had not been seen for a long time.

"interesting."

She glanced at the time, temporarily closed the Mengka app, and turned to look at the group of 9 Purgers.

Blank: "@Clover, Pope, are you the one following up?"

Shadow Mist Girl: "Yes, awaiting instructions!"

Blank: "Send that video to the Pope."

Shadow Mist Girl: "Roger!"

The twelve hands of the clock are codenamed Butcher, Director, Writer, Puppet Master, Traveler, Audience, Pope, Joker, Doctor, Physician, Goddess, and Falcon.

The Pope is now isolated and is the next target.

But this old fox is extremely cunning, with multiple burrows, and possesses a terrifying ability called—Incomplete World.

Sacrificing two 'confidants' grants a period of time-stopping.

The scene where Li Guanqi dodges gunfire during the fight for the control panel might be incomprehensible to the average person, who might not understand his reactions and speed, but the Pope could.

Youlan Islands, male intern dormitory room 302.

"Knock knock." The knocking wasn't loud, but it was clear enough.

Bai Shu, dressed in a crisp white uniform, pushed open the slightly ajar door, glanced around the dormitory, and asked, "Who is Li Guanqi?"

Xia Sheng, who was engrossed in a book on the bed, immediately looked up and nudged Yu Wancha, who was dueling next to him wearing a helmet. The two of them, along with another roommate who had just woken up and had messy hair, all pointed at Li Guanqi, who was slowly and methodically making his bed.

Hearing the voice, Li Guanqi stopped what he was doing and looked back, somewhat puzzled: "That's me. What's the matter?"

"Oh, congratulations." Bai Shu smiled professionally. "In your duel in the underwater arena, you successfully replicated a sacred stone tablet called [The Crossroads of Fate]."

He paused, then continued to explain: "According to the relevant provisions of the Alliance Law, newly discovered or successfully replicated sacred stone tablets and their patterns need to be submitted to the Alliance for registration. At the same time, the Alliance will give the discoverer or replicater a certain percentage of the reward based on the value of the stone tablet and its historical sales."

"Based on the current sales data of [Crossroads of Fate], you and Lin Chen can each receive a reward of 250,000 gold points."

"I'm here to confirm this and process the transfer."

"I replicated a stone tablet?" Li Guanqi's eyes lit up suddenly; this was truly a rare experience.

And the reward is 25?!

The dormitory room erupted in chaos.

"A replica of a stone tablet?" Xia Sheng, holding the book, opened his mouth slightly.

In an era when patterns were scarce, replicating a stone tablet was truly a delightful thing.

"Congratulations," Yu Wancha said calmly.

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?!" My yawning roommate suddenly woke up. "This...this means you have to treat us to a meal, right?"

"Hmm." Bai Shu was used to these reactions and responded calmly, "I'll process the transfer for you first, please check."

He skillfully operated the supercomputing ring on his wrist, and a moment later, Li Guanqi's supercomputing ring received a notification sound indicating that the transfer was successful.

"Thank you." Li Guanqi nodded, in a great mood.

Bai Zhu nodded slightly, without exchanging any more pleasantries, and turned to leave the dormitory, leaving behind a room full of young people still excitedly discussing the matter.

Looking at the long string of numbers that had appeared in the supercomputing ring, Li Guanqi couldn't help but smile: "What would you like to eat? It's on me tonight, consider it a chance to get to know each other."

"Thanks, Brother Qi! Long live Brother Qi!" My roommates excitedly started ordering late-night snacks.

Li Guanqi called out, slowly fading his smile, and sat on the bed. A somewhat nonsensical, even absurd, thought suddenly arose in his mind that he would never normally delve into.

He always felt that Yi Na's observation theory was terrifying upon closer examination.

A type of energy that actually possesses the attributes of observation and intelligence.

As long as cards exist in this world, it means that their corresponding "original form" once existed at a certain time and place, or still exists at this moment.

Even mythical creatures like the Red Dragon and fearsome, forbidden monsters like the Crimson Lotus Demon, could not escape Yina's observation.

Then, here comes the problem.

why?
Are all the cards "printed" from Yu-Gi-Oh!?
If Yina's observation theory is true, then following this logic, he should be able to see, or rather, the world should be able to "print" countless bizarre and wonderful "DIY" cards.

For example, there are names like 'Hellfire Commander Chess', 'Silver City Hero Chess', or even cooler ones like 'Underworld God's Messenger Chess'.

Once it's actually printed, sales will be incredibly high.

【Hero of the Silver Castle】, this card name definitely sells well, right? Surely nobody plays 【Silver Castle】 anymore!
This vast and boundless world is home to countless wild beasts and nearly eight billion people. It has given birth to countless heroic figures and witnessed countless epic love stories. In theory, all of these should be within Yi Na's observation range.

But the patterns that were "printed" turned out to be all Yu-Gi-Oh! cards?
This is unscientific, completely contradicts the most basic principles of probability, and cannot withstand rigorous logical scrutiny.

For the indigenous people of Biantana, this wouldn't seem strange, because they don't know what "Yu-Gi-Oh!" is, let alone the company called "Konami," so they wouldn't be surprised by this amazing coincidence.

But Li Guanqi is different; he is a time traveler carrying another set of memories.

He couldn't help but wonder if there was an invisible, enormous "sieve" in the dark, filtering out all people, things, and events that didn't fit the established framework and setting of Yu-Gi-Oh!
Or perhaps the world itself is a "program" or "script" meticulously designed and written by "God," forever only able to stage, or endlessly loop, the stories already written on those Yu-Gi-Oh! cards?

Is it possible for this world to give birth to entirely new creations and possibilities that belong to the world itself and are free from the constraints of this "sieve"?
The more Li Guanqi thought about it, the more a chill ran down his spine, and a coldness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Biantana.

Thinking hard.

(End of this chapter)