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

Chapter 332: Did they get to play the real Yu-Gi-Oh! game?
Xunyang Square is bustling on weekends. At only nine o'clock in the morning, the fountain dances to the music, and large flocks of pigeons stroll around the feet of the crowd, showing no fear of people.

Near the street, there was a card room with the door open. There were a few people inside, including two men who seemed to know each other well and were playing cards together.

He was about 1.75 meters tall, with a slender build, wearing a loose white printed short-sleeved T-shirt with an anime character pattern. When he went out, he called himself Teacher DaMi.

The other one is 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, wheat-colored skin, and slightly long hair. He is wearing a gray-blue short-sleeved shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing a white vest underneath. When he goes out, he calls himself by his online name, Doumen.

In just a few minutes, the duel was decided. Doumen won, but he didn't show much excitement. Similarly, Teacher DaMi lost, but he wasn't very frustrated. The duel was uneventful and ordinary.

"Isn't three copies of 'March Hare' too bloated?" Teacher DaMi said, repeatedly checking his deck.

He lost this game because his starting hand consisted of the March Hare and some other miscellaneous cards, which left him stuck.

“Maybe, it’s not like it’s a moving point,” Doumen replied. “I see most people only bring two cards. Although it’s a card that can be opened at T0, it doesn’t have resistance, so it’s not as good as my invincible [Holly Sue].

"Ugh--"

"Why did you suddenly add [Marys]? This deck isn't doing so well anymore."

"The peak breeds false supporters, twilight witnesses true believers." Just like his online name, Teacher Code began spouting memorable quotes.

"Those who fawn over her when she's at her peak and abandon her when she's down on her luck will never gain the elves' approval! The deck won't respond!"

“Well said.” Doumen was clearly not buying it. “Is it really unrelated to MD launching [Malice]?”

"What are you talking about! I've always been a loyal fan of [Marys], we've fought side by side for years, this deck is terrifyingly strong!" Teacher DaMi quickly clarified, "As for [Water Machine], I just hope it doesn't curse [Marys] when it eats [Holy Lance]."

“Return the Holy Lance,” Doumen said. “Let me tell you, be careful, the people over there like to use Hyper Fusion.”

"Tch, [Hyperfusion]." Teacher DaMi scoffed. "I have [Divine Bow], [Color Fluid], and Red and White Queen in the final round. What can he possibly Hyperfusion? A humorous [Wings of Destiny]?"

"It could surpass that [Guardian Dragon of the Star Cup] or something, I can't remember the full name."

"What is this? I've never heard of this card name before. What material is it made of?"

"The source material is—"

"Connecting monsters, three in total."

"...I lost three, four, and five? Two cards for twelve points?"

"I checked the effects, it's this [Star Cup Guardian Dragon Almaduk]." Doumen showed the screen of his phone's YGO app, "3000 attack, can attack the entire field, and you might even need to provide it with some resistance."

After a long silence, Teacher Da Mi finally exclaimed, "Damn, are people really this cunning?"

Is hyperfusion still considered negative?

"I'm not eating this," Teacher Rice thought, wanting to eat something else, when she received a text message on her phone.

He stood up and said, "I got stuck. I'm going to pick up a package. I'll be back in three days!"

"Is this your struggle for victory? Hahaha, I admit it." Doumen leaned back in his chair, laughing as he looked at him.

Teacher Da Mi snorted and walked out of the chess and card room, heading towards the nearby Cainiao Post Station. However, when he passed Xunyang Square, he suddenly stopped.

The sounds of the musical fountain, the children's laughter, and the flapping of pigeons' wings in the square all faded away from him in an instant.

His gaze was drawn to a figure beside the stone sculpture in the center of the square.

The crowd formed a semicircle, with many people holding up their phones and snapping photos incessantly, but all tacitly maintaining a distance, afraid of disturbing the people next to the stone sculpture.

The girl wore a simple blue and white dress, her long silver-white hair gleaming softly in the morning light. Her eyes were closed, and she held a pure black white cane in her right hand. She leaned quietly against the cold stone statue with a faint smile on her face.

Occasionally, she would slightly turn her head or tuck a stray hair behind her ear, each subtle movement eliciting an even more intense barrage of camera clicks.

Teacher Da Mi's mind went blank for a moment, and he felt his heart skip a beat. He subconsciously walked forward and joined the group taking pictures.

This is the first time I've ever seen a girl with such an elegant demeanor.

After taking the photos, he immediately opened the Marilyn fan club and the water purifier exchange group.

"Stop posting nonsense all the time, let me cleanse your eyes."

"Is this some kind of anime character? I've watched countless shows, but I can't recognize him."

He posted seven or eight photos from different angles, each one a masterpiece.

The group chat exploded instantly.

"Holy crap? Who's that? A new anime character cosplay?"

"It's a bit like [Abo Aku]."

"It's not like cosplay, this aura is absolutely amazing."

"With that hair color and style, it's a shame she's not into Maris."

"Teacher DaMi has really made something of herself, daring to take photos secretly now?"

"Isn't this a front-facing shot?"

"Address! Send me the address!"

"Where did you buy the wig? It looks just like the real thing. Teacher Dami, could you please give me a link to the wig? A friend of mine wants to wear women's clothing."

"Teacher DaMi, stop spacing out and hurry up and ask for an account so you can follow it later."

Teacher DaMi stood there, holding his phone up, the screen displaying the chat interface of the Maris Fan Club, messages scrolling up one after another, all urging him to go up and strike up a conversation.

His finger hovered over the typing box, deleting and revising, but he couldn't send a single word.

That's not a question of whether he dares or not.

Instead, not a single man in the crowd dared to step forward; taking photos alone had exhausted their courage in social interactions between men and women.

This is what a shut-in is like: on one hand, he's incredibly repressed, and on the other hand, he's incredibly afraid.

Finally, a girl who looked quite young was nudged by her companion. She walked over with a flushed face, her voice soft.

"Um...excuse me, ma'am, which character are you cosplaying as?"

"Uh, it's not cosplay." Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi turned his head slightly towards her, a polite smile on his lips. "I'm just like this all the time."

The girl who had spoken to him froze, somewhat at a loss for words: "Ah... then, then your eyes..."

"I am blind." The white paper's voice was soft but clear. "Opening my eyes won't help. I have no eyeballs, just two dark holes that would scare people."

"I'm so sorry!" The girl bowed deeply in apology, her face turning even redder.

With a hum, the atmosphere around them changed abruptly.

"Is he really blind?"

Teacher Da Mi felt his face burning with shame, and a sense of immorality at exploiting disabled people welled up in his heart. He frantically typed in the group chat.

"Stop uploading! Delete the photos!!"

"She's not a cosplayer! She's a real blind person! Stop posting this nonsense!"

He sent several messages in a row, his tone urgent.

There was a two-second silence in the group chat, and then it exploded.

"Ah?! Is this true?!"

"Blind? Such a beautiful girl is blind?"

"Oh no, I posted it in the Silver City group next door... They've already started photoshopping it, they've photoshopped the older sister out..."

"What a disaster! If someone with ill intentions sees this after forwarding it, it will be disastrous."

"I hope it doesn't affect their lives."

"I want to back out, but more than two minutes have passed..."

Teacher Da Mi felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the messages in the group chat, and she no longer cared about picking up the package.

The atmosphere in the square had changed.

The sound of camera shutters stopped, and everyone silently put away their phones. The looks of amazement and admiration that had been there before had now turned into pity and sympathy.

"Did he come out alone? His family is so irresponsible."

"Leaving aside human traffickers, what if we encounter petty thugs?"

Amidst the hushed whispers, the girl who had spoken first spoke again, her tone full of concern: "Sister, are you alone? Are you lost and can't find your way home? Should we call the police for you?"

Immediately someone nearby chimed in, "Yes, yes, we can help you contact your family."

Faced with everyone's concerned questions, Bai Zhi simply shook his head, his smile remaining unchanged.

"No need, thank you."

"I'm waiting for someone," she said quietly.

“But—” another girl stammered from the crowd, “I’ve seen you here since eight o’clock, it’s been more than an hour…”

The white paper didn't reply, but simply chuckled and nodded slightly.

She didn't say anything, but her sad and bitter expression pierced the hearts of everyone present.

"Is it someone you like?" The girl who spoke first had a slightly hoarse voice, as if she was confirming something.

"Not someone I like." Bai Zhi shook her head, her smile deepening. "It's a lover."

The moment the word "lover" was uttered, the surrounding air froze.

Several girls watching either clenched their fists instinctively or bit their lower lips tightly, while the boy calmly exuded anger.

“Sister.” The girl who spoke to her had tears in her eyes. She took a step forward, her voice trembling as if suppressing some emotion, “Give me his phone number, I’ll call him over for you!” She took a deep breath, as if to comfort Bai Zhi, and forced an excuse: “He might… be lost.”

Everyone present knew this was a comforting remark.

Less than two hours later, it wasn't that I got lost, it was that I didn't like it.

"Scumbag."

These two words were all that remained in Teacher Da Mi's mind, and he felt his blood pressure rising.

What kind of beast left a blind girl standing in the square for two hours?

Without a convincing reason, this is truly an act of savagery.

"It's okay, I'll wait until ten o'clock." Bai Zhi's voice remained calm, as if he were talking about something trivial that had nothing to do with him. "If he doesn't come by ten o'clock, I'll leave here."

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to have a switch flipped, and they all looked down at their phones or watches.

On Teacher Dami's phone screen, the time in the upper right corner was clearly displayed as 9:40.

Twenty minutes left.

The crowd didn't disperse; instead, it grew larger as time passed. When newcomers discussed what cosplays were being done, people nearby would kindly remind them that they were genuinely blind and not to spread the photos.

It would be too dangerous for a blind woman to be seen by someone with ill intentions.

"Holy crap? A real blind person?"

"What's going on? Is she lost? Why haven't you called the police?"

"No, she's waiting for someone, she's been waiting for two hours."

"What the hell—what kind of bastard makes a blind person wait for two hours?"

"I don't know, but she said it was her lover."

"."

Time ticked by, slowly approaching ten o'clock.

9:58, some people like to time things perfectly.

A slight commotion arose from the periphery of the crowd, and a figure passed through the human wall, walking straight towards the center.

"I'm coming"

He looked young, dressed in a plain T-shirt and casual pants, with a calm expression, his chest rising and falling as he breathed lightly.

The crowd automatically parted to make way for him, every pair of eyes filled with scrutiny and anger.

"So you still know to come?" Someone couldn't help but mutter under their breath.

The man paid no heed; his steps did not falter, and his gaze swept over everyone's heads, landing directly on the white paper beside the stone sculpture.

Li Guanqi stopped in his tracks: "Sorry, it took me a while to build the deck."

The square was deathly silent.

"what are you saying?"

"Deck? What deck?"

"It's probably some kind of board game; the two of them are getting ready to play it."

"We can't just leave the girl waiting here, we can put her in a group together."

Teacher DaMi's fist hardened; she really wanted to drown this dead straight man in her spittle. Why does it take one or two hours to build a deck for a board game?
It can't be Yu-Gi-Oh!, can it?

Ha, absolutely impossible. How could someone who plays Yu-Gi-Oh! possibly have a girlfriend?

Bai Zhi smiled, a smile devoid of bitterness and sorrow. She left the stone sculpture she was leaning against and gently tapped the ground with her pure black cane.

"Since your mind is made up."

"boom--!"

An invisible storm suddenly erupted from her center, the gale whipping up dust and forming a visible barrier that slowly pushed the onlookers back.

"What's going on—" The crowd was completely dumbfounded.

"Wind? Where's the wind coming from!" Tiny arcs of electricity crackled and popped in the air, and no one dared to approach any closer. "Holy crap, there's electricity!"

"Be careful, get away from the statue quickly—"

A group of people screamed and quickly retreated from the central statue, shouting at the two people next to it.

Li Guanqi stepped back to create a distance of twenty or thirty meters, then raised his left hand. Countless points of light appeared out of thin air, rapidly intertwining, condensing, and shaping. A device full of metallic texture and sci-fi lines instantly took shape and was attached to his forearm.

Duel Disk.

He then inserted the prepared deck into the card slot, and the core in the center of the Duel Disk lit up, emitting a crisp mechanical sound.

Seeing this unexpected scene, Teacher DaMi was completely stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Huh, huh???"

He stared at the thing that only existed in animation, his mind completely blank.

"Magic? A duel disk???"

The next second, he came to his senses, suddenly raised his phone, and started snapping photos of Li Guanqi. His fingers moved so fast that afterimages appeared. The photos were immediately sent to the Maris Fan Club and the Water Machine Exchange Group, along with a message.

"The person that girl was waiting for was a card player!"

Compared to supernatural phenomena like the sudden appearance of the duel disk or the sudden rise of the plaza, he felt that the card dealer's incident was even more outrageous.

After a mere 0.5 seconds of silence, the two groups exploded completely.

"what?"

"what?"

"what?"

The message, consisting of dozens of repeated "Ah?", instantly flooded the screen.

"A duel disk?! The quality? The lighting effects?!"

"Now I finally know why I could make such a beautiful woman wait for two hours. Damn it, she was busy building her deck, wasn't she!"

"Ha, card player."

"That's not right. Only one person can play cards, but it takes two people to start a game."

"Could it be that!"

"Teacher DaMi! Camera! Focus on that little girl!"

Teacher Da Mi also realized what was happening, his heart pounding wildly. He abruptly turned his phone camera towards the white paper.

"Could it be that--"

The girl in the eye of the storm smiled slightly, tapped her cane lightly on the ground once more, raised her left hand, and a silver-white light flowed, forming a more elegant and softer dueling disc on her wrist.

Then, she opened her right hand, and dozens of cards appeared in her palm, floating in the air, each card's edge shimmering with a faint rainbow light.

The colored light is evidence of constructing cards using "imagination" before the duel begins.

This was an agreement between Li Guanqi and her. She couldn't daydream about building a deck during the duel, that would be too unfair. He could take a step back and daydream about his deck first, and she had to take a step back and give up daydreaming during the duel, and only daydream before the duel.

If you don't agree to this agreement, then let's just give up and wait until we both run out of resources, and be stuck here forever.

Teacher DaMi watched the blank paper conjure up images of cards in the storm, and while recording video, he vaguely captured a card that he would recognize even if it turned to ashes—[Ashfall].

The moment I saw the card, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning; my mind went completely blank.

"She is—a duelist!"

Teacher DaMi let out a hoarse roar, and he sent this scene, which was enough to shake up the entire card game circle, along with a video of more than ten seconds, to the group.

A blind man, a beautiful woman, and a card player.

These three words, in a supernatural way, were twisted together before his eyes.

The immense impact even made him forget that he was being forcibly pushed away by a mysterious gale.

Once the video of the crowd's reaction was released, all the Yu-Gi-Oh! groups were truly in an uproar.

"You're serious!"

"Teacher DaMi, are you still there? This wind looks a bit dangerous."

"Holy crap! Ash Blossom & Joyous Spring is still chasing me! Yu-Gi-Oh! and Ushima Yu-Gi-Oh!! They're going to have a live duel in the plaza?!"

"What kind of special effect is this? Did they conjure up these cards and the Duel Disk?!"

"They...are they really going to do it for real?"

"Teacher DaMi, stop posting pictures! Start the live stream already!!!"

"Teacher DaMi, start your live stream now!!!"

"Teacher DaMi, start your live stream now!!!"

(End of this chapter)