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

Chapter 331 Men and Women! Are Different!
This imagined Earth feels so real!
I have no money!

Li Guanqi felt a pang of heartache seeing that over 50 yuan of her 1,000-plus yuan balance had been deducted for grocery shopping.

Five pieces of dried tofu, two red snapper, one pound of lean meat, one box of corn, one pound of lettuce, two bell peppers, and one pepper cost 52 yuan.

Dear realm of fantasy, you don't actually have to be so realistic.

The current timeline on Earth is August 2025, during the summer break of my sophomore year of college.

In 2024, his mother passed away on the day he received his college admission notice. He was left all alone. His alma mater gave him a scholarship of 100,000 yuan, which he saved separately and would not use unless he starved to death. He could only spend the money on his studies.

Living expenses are usually earned through summer jobs and other odd jobs.

If I were living alone, it would actually be enough, but now—

"Is this your home?" Bai Zhi stood at the door, not going in. She tilted her head slightly, her empty eyes staring into the darkness inside.

Li Guanqi groped around on the wall for a moment, then pressed the switch.

With a "snap," a dim incandescent light bulb turned on, illuminating the small room.

The living room was small, with an old sofa, a table piled with books, and a television; everything seemed rather deserted.

"If you don't like it, you can sleep on the streets." Li Guanqi threw the keys on the table with a crisp sound.

Bai Zhi ignored him, tapped the floor lightly with her cane, and suddenly chuckled, a playful smile curving her lips: "Sleeping on the street is not as good as sleeping with you."

Li Guanqi had just opened the refrigerator door to find a bottle of water when he heard this, he froze, slammed the refrigerator door shut, and looked speechless.

At such a young age, he uses all sorts of inappropriate and offensive language!
"Come in quickly, it's going to rain."

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, threatening a torrential downpour at any moment.

"Tap tap—"

With a smile, Bai Zhi tapped his guide cane and stepped across the threshold.

The moment she entered the room, her brows furrowed sharply, her nonchalant demeanor vanished, and she slowly raised her head, facing the second floor, her voice deepening: "Is this room really only occupied by you?"

“My parents have passed away, and now I live alone,” Li Guanqi replied casually, placing the dishes on the dining table.

"Your parents?" Bai Zhi's heart was filled with alarm bells. He gripped his guide cane tightly, his nerves on edge.

There was a very familiar, very familiar feeling on the second floor—

Tiera, the Goddess of Destruction.

Li Guanqi didn't notice her unusual behavior and walked towards the kitchen on his own: "I'm going to cook. You sit here quietly and don't cause any trouble, you hear me?"

Her thoughts raced, and she casually remarked, "I'd like to browse the second floor..."

"no!"

Li Guanqi's refusal came quickly and abruptly. He turned around, his eyes sharp, "The second floor is my parents' bedroom. I'm warning you, don't you dare mess around."

The unwavering resolve in his tone made the air seem to freeze.

"Okay," Bai Zhi replied obediently, lowering her head and curving her lips into a smile that no one could notice.

She sat quietly on the old sofa, listening to the clear sounds of running water and chopping vegetables coming from the kitchen.

After a while, she cleared her throat and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough to carry into the kitchen: "Oh, brother, men who can cook are very handsome."

The chopping sound in the kitchen suddenly stopped.

Then it started ringing out at an even faster frequency, mixed with a muffled, angry grumble.

The smile on Bai Zhi's face deepened.

An hour later, the rich aroma of food filled the entire house.

Li Guanqi carried the last dish out of the kitchen.

A plate of golden-brown fried tofu, two steamed red snapper, a plate of lean pork stir-fried with bell peppers, a plate of garlic stir-fried lettuce, and a plate of dried bamboo shoots stir-fried with corn (the dried bamboo shoots were found in the refrigerator).

The meal was far more than enough for two people, but he was confident he could finish it all.

The human body has a portion of acetylene integrated into the flesh and blood, called the threshold. This portion of acetylene cannot be used on its own and is also resistant to dissipation. During the digestion process, a small portion of this acetylene is released, converting the energy obtained from digestion into acetylene.

Simply put, cooked rice can slow down the loss of acetylene.

Bai Zhi fumbled for the chopsticks, but didn't move; he just sat there quietly.

Li Guanqi shoveled a big mouthful of rice into his mouth. He noticed that the white paper hadn't been touched and asked, "Why aren't you eating? Do you want me to feed you?"
"Oh, is that okay?" Bai Zhi turned her head to the side, a hint of anticipation on her lips, and asked earnestly.

Li Guanqi almost choked on his breath.

"No! You can't!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out those three words. "You're such a grown man, do you still need someone to feed you?"

"Oh..." Bai Zhi drawled out the word, then chuckled softly, leaning forward slightly and tilting her head towards him. "So, if I'm smaller, will you feed me, brother?"

She rested her face on one hand, and under the dim light, a few strands of silver-white hair floated on her forehead.

Li Guanqi was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"Just kidding." Bai Zhi straightened up, sat up properly, and fumbled for the chopsticks.

She first gently touched the rim of the bowl with the tip of her chopsticks to determine the location, then reached for the dish. Her chopsticks paused for a moment above the plate, using her sense of smell to identify the food, and finally precisely picked up a piece of fried tofu that was golden brown.

The entire movement was fluid and natural, without the slightest hesitation.

She put the dried tofu into her mouth, chewed it carefully, swallowed it, and then raised her eyebrows slightly: "Delicious."

Li Guanqi suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, picked up his bowl again, buried his head in his food, and ate much faster than before, as if he wanted to use food to block out all the messy thoughts in his mind.

For a moment, the only sounds in the small living room were the clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the chewing.

Halfway through the meal, perhaps the excessive quiet made Bai Zhi feel bored, so she put down her chopsticks, the slight "clatter" sound particularly clear in the silence.

Li Guanqi paused in his eating, but didn't look up.

"How did your parents pass away?" Bai Zhi asked in a flat voice.

Li Guanqi stopped abruptly, and when he looked up, his eyes held a hint of anger.

“My parents are not the same as the ones in my dream.” He lowered his voice. “They loved me very much. Don’t bring up the dead.”

"I'm just curious." Bai Zhi's expression didn't change, as if he hadn't sensed the warning. "Is this world so peaceful, yet people die so easily? You look like you're only in your early twenties."

Li Guanqi clenched his fist, and in a moment, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head, turning him into a cold sorrow.

He loosened his fist, lowered his eyes, and stared at the half-bowl of rice remaining in the bowl.

“This world,” he said softly, with a hint of weariness, “has incurable diseases.”

Having said that, he didn't want to continue the topic, picked up his bowl, and quickly finished off the remaining food.

"You can wash the dishes later."

Bai Zhi wisely kept quiet. She picked up her chopsticks again and ate in small bites, only occasionally raising her head to look past Li Guanqi at the dark staircase leading to the second floor.

Li Guanqi haphazardly dried his hair with a towel as he walked out of the bathroom. His clothes were still damp. The stuffy heat of the summer night in the old house made him a little irritable, and he just wanted to lie down and go to sleep as soon as possible.

He pushed open his bedroom door, and just as he was about to close it, a slender hand blocked the door.

Bai Zhi stood outside the door, her silver hair half-wet and dripping wet, draped over her shoulders. She wore a large, old T-shirt, the hem of which barely covered her thighs—one of the clothes in Li Guanqi's wardrobe.

A faint, cheap scent of the same shower gel he was wearing wafted over.

Li Guanqi's face darkened, and he collapsed: "What do you want to do?"

"Oh, time to sleep." Bai Zhi squeezed into the room as if it were her own home, her guide cane tapping lightly on the floor.

Li Guanqi's temple throbbed as he suppressed his anger: "What are you doing in my room when I'm sleeping?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi stopped, tilted her head towards him, and smiled in a perfectly timed arc, tentatively asking, "Shall I go to the second floor?"

"Don't go up to the second floor!" Li Guanqi's low growl was urgent and fast.

"Then where am I supposed to sleep?" Bai Zhi shrugged, looking completely innocent. Li Guanqi took a deep breath and pointed to the door: "Isn't this living room big enough for you to sleep in?"

"Ugh—that's so mean!" Bai Zhi drawled, with a hint of coquettishness, "How can you bear to let your adorable little sister sleep in the living room?"

“Heartless, so damn heartless,” Li Guanqi said through gritted teeth.

"Go if you want to," Bai Zhi said, and stopped arguing with him.

She used her guide cane to probe the edge of the bed, walked straight over, and then leaned to the side, lying down directly on Li Guanqi's single bed, letting out a comfortable sigh.

The bed frame creaked under the weight.

Li Guanqi froze on the spot, staring at the white-haired girl who brazenly occupied his bed, feeling his temples throbbing.
.
He wanted to grab her and throw her out, but before Yi Na dissipated, it seemed he couldn't beat her.

They can't be beaten, they can't be driven away by words, and their skin is thick enough to stop bullets.

Li Guanqi took a deep breath, then another, his chest rising and falling several times.

The white paper on the bed, finding the silence uninteresting, pulled back the covers and moved over, creating a space just big enough for one person to lie down.

She turned her head to face him, patted the empty space, and smiled, her voice filled with laughter: "Let's sleep together, like before."

"Sleeping with you isn't a pleasant memory." Li Guanqi's face darkened as she walked step by step towards her bed. "I'm warning you, don't try anything funny, or else..."

"What else?" Bai Zhi tilted her head, asking curiously, "Is my brother going to throw me out? Is he going to leave the world's cutest little sister, the little sister wearing only a shirt, out in the rainy night?"

Li Guanqi's words were stuck in his throat. He was about to say something even harsher when his gaze fell on his pillow.

A clump of silvery-white hair lay on top, the ends of which were wet, with a small patch of dark water stains spreading out.

His tense nerves finally found an outlet. Pointing to the wet patch, his voice suddenly rose: "Your hair! You lay down on the bed before it was even dry!"

"Ah." Bai Zhi slowly sat up, reached out and touched the end of her hair, looking completely innocent. "Sorry, I forgot."

Li Guanqi glared at her, his teeth itching with hatred. He turned and walked out of the bedroom. A moment later, he returned with a hairdryer in his hand, the cord still wrapped with several layers of black tape.

Plug it in, press the switch, and the hair dryer emits a loud, strained buzzing sound.

"Sit still!" he commanded impatiently.

The white paper obediently sat up straight, with its back to him.

Li Guanqi stood by the bed, bent down, and roughly grabbed a strand of silver hair. The hot air blew by, making the cheap shower gel scent, which was the same as the one on his body, even stronger and filling his nostrils.

His fingers ran through her slightly cool hair, the touch unexpectedly soft and smooth.

The only sound in the room was the monotonous hum of the hairdryer.

Bai Zhi remained quiet, her head slightly tilted back, the lines of her neck appearing exceptionally slender under the light. This compliant posture caused Li Guanqi's movements to involuntarily slow down and become gentler.

"Do you really have to be a madman of the Doomsday Faction?" Li Guanqi suddenly said.

After a long silence, Bai Zhi smiled bitterly: "This is the last chance for our generation."

"Brother, are you really not coming?"

"As long as you agree to come here, you can lie to me, and I can let you go back to the real world right now."

“I am a doctor,” Li Guanqi said in a deep voice.

After drying, he turned off the switch, and the room instantly returned to silence.

Li Guanqi casually tossed the hairdryer onto the table, returned to the bedside, and lay down on the edge of the bed without saying a word.

The bed creaked again.

He froze, his back taut in a straight line, trying to stay as far away as possible from the human heat source next to him.

Bai Zhi turned over, hugged his left arm, and rested her head on his shoulder. Her silvery-white hair brushed against his neck, making him feel a little itchy.

Li Guanqi froze, about to speak, when a warm, smooth leg naturally draped over him. He placed his arm flat on her thigh, and with that, his arm touched her thigh directly.

That touch...

His mind went completely blank.

Skin to skin.

She was only wearing that oversized T-shirt, and her lower body was...
Li Guanqi could clearly feel that delicate warmth, and his whole body felt like it was on fire, with the heat spreading rapidly from the point of contact to his entire body.

"Put your pants on!" he said in a low, hoarse voice.

"Hmm?" The white-faced boy nuzzled against his shoulder, his voice lazy and nasal, "Brother, are you responding?"

“Men and women are different!” Li Guanqi gritted his teeth.

"How old are you?" Bai Zhi suddenly asked.

"twenty one."

"I am 487."

The white paper paused for a moment, then slowly whispered in his ear in an innocent tone, "You're twenty-one, and I'm four hundred and eighty-seven. Does that count as a difference between men and women, brother?"

"..."

Li Guanqi was so choked by those words that he couldn't catch his breath for a long time, and felt a tightness in his chest.

He wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find any reason to do so.

"Put your pants on!" Li Guanqi gave up on reasoning and commanded with the authority of an older brother.

"Okay~ then." Bai Zhi dragged out the words, imagining a set of pajamas for herself.

"Good night, brother."

"After waking up"

"We are now the enemy."

As dawn broke, the sweltering heat that had enveloped the old house all night dissipated. The sounds of early-rising neighbors opening their doors and the gradual sound of traffic picking up on the distant streets drifted in through the window.

Li Guanqi opened his eyes. A hangover-like headache made him somewhat sluggish. He stiffly moved his neck and looked around.

The weight of the white paper disappeared, but a numb patch remained on her left arm where she had rested her head on it all night.

The scent of the cheap shower gel had faded considerably in the air, leaving only the lingering fragrance of her hair on the pillow.

The person is gone, but no one knows where they went.

"White paper—" Li Guanqi tried calling out towards the door, but no one responded.

He frowned, sat up, and walked out of the bedroom. The living room was empty.

She doesn't know this place, so she shouldn't wander around.

I wonder how many Bs she still has. If she has a lot, then she's a mobile nuclear bomb. If she's empty, then she's a blind girl with no relatives or friends. Either way, it's hard to feel at ease.

"Blank paper?" Li Guanqi shouted to his surroundings, then suddenly stopped when he noticed something.

On the dining table sits a bowl of corn and lean meat porridge, steaming gently.

There seemed to be a pink sticky note pressed under the bowl of porridge.

Li Guanqi walked over, picked up the note, and saw a cartoon kitten with its head tilted and tongue sticking out printed on the corner of the note, with four lines of text written on it.

"I'll be waiting for you at Xunyang Square at 10 o'clock. If you're coming, bring your card deck and duel disk."

"If you don't come, we'll all perish together, live here together, forever."

"But whatever you choose, remember to eat breakfast on time."

"Love you."

(End of this chapter)