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

Chapter 390 Is your melon authentic?
Lin Chen's mind went blank for a moment. The pale lights, the cold metal walls, and the faces with different expressions opposite him all faded and blurred instantly.

The world was muted, so quiet that only the echo of the clown's words remained.

What the hell is he talking about?!
Lin Chen's worldview collapsed. In his mind, every action should have a motive.

But the Joker's words, such as "to live to the end in my place" and "the god of the new world," were incoherent and illogical, like the ramblings of a madman.

I've never even met him, so why should I?
Even if this madman hates the world and wants to drag everyone down with him, why should I be chosen to live to the end?
Countless questions and complaints flooded his mind like a barrage of uncontrolled comments, and the Joker could "see" them all without missing a single one.

The clown patiently answered each question one by one.

I can't achieve 100% fusion, but you can.

"What makes you say that? Why am I an exception?" Lin Chen instinctively retorted in his mind. "And what does 'surviving to the end' even mean? Before the explosion, who are we supposed to fight to the death with?"

'Live to the end in my place.'

This sentence comes before the word 'detonate'.

Lin Chen realized that the clown wasn't referring to surviving after the world's destruction, but rather to a life-or-death struggle that occurred before that.

【right】

[Before detonating 003, we must be the last surviving satellite.]

"Why?" Lin Chen asked instinctively.

He knew a little bit about 003 and satellites.

To put it simply, there's a giant bomb in the sky that keeps growing bigger and bigger. Once it explodes, everyone is doomed.

The goal of the Soul Reaper is to dismantle it, and the twelve satellites, which are the twelve hands of the hour, are the guardians of the bomb.

But he never knew what the significance was of becoming the last satellite.

The clown's voice was calm, yet it revealed a shocking secret.

[003, Detonated by satellite]

[If all surviving satellites agree, 003 can be detonated at any time.]

Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted.

These lunatics aren't just guards, they're fucking holding detonators too!
So, if we're the only ones left to survive...

Therefore, whether or not to detonate it no longer requires anyone's consent, and all the spiritual energy dissipated by 003 after detonation will be exclusively enjoyed by us.

It turned out to be the case.

Lin Chen finally understood why the twelve hands of the clock also seemed to be scheming against each other.

They were like a group of robbers who had agreed to rob a bank together. They were both accomplices and mortal enemies who wanted to divide the loot. Before they got the loot, they were close partners, but each of them was thinking about how to kill everyone else after they got the vault.

"Then why me? Even you can't reach 100%, yet you say I can?" Lin Chen pressed on again, this was the key question.

However, the answer he received this time was beyond his expectations.

【Feel sorry】

I can't tell you that.

Once you know it, you won't be 100% accurate anymore.

???

Lin Chen's brows furrowed into a knot.

This riddle-maker really infuriated him.

But what chilled him to the bone even more was that the Joker actually...apologized?

A monster standing at the top of the world's food chain, a non-human being with 99.99% damage immunity and resistance, actually said "sorry" to him in such a calm tone.

What's wrong with this person?

"Can you be normal for once?" Lin Chen thought to himself as if guarding against a pervert. "I...I'm a little scared."

He was used to oppression, used to being hurt, used to the malice of the world. The sudden "politeness" made him feel more uncomfortable and chilled to the bone than any insult or threat.

"How about you use some arrogance, contempt, or insults? I'm more used to that kind of tone."

[If you like, I can pretend too.]

Lin Chen: "..."

However, the most important thing now is to get you out of the Soul-Binding Division.

"Get me out of here?" Lin Chen's gaze swept over the impenetrable metal walls around him, and over Chen Mo and the others who were eyeing him menacingly behind the interrogation table. He sneered inwardly, "How do you plan to get me out? Send someone to break me out of prison?"

Those who wear the Joker's badge all have markings on their bodies. Trying to plant an inside agent in a place like the Soul Reaper's Division is nothing short of a pipe dream, unless the Joker himself 'masks' his face to cover up the markings for his trusted subordinates.

Just as he thought of this, the clown's voice rang out.

I have no informants in the Bureau of Spirit Control, nor do I have any trusted confidants.

"Can you please stop eavesdropping on my thoughts!" Lin Chen said irritably. "You have no privacy at all!"

"Without an inside man, how am I supposed to get out? I can't exactly ask Lully for help, can I? I'm warning you, don't drag her into this!"

Upon hearing this, the clown remained silent for a moment.

Don't worry, you don't need her help.

Now, tell the people from the Soul Control Bureau that the Joker wants to make a deal with them.

Lin Chen's expression froze. He slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Mo, who was looking at him warily. He pointed to his head.

"The Joker just contacted me."

The moment he opened his mouth, the air in the interrogation room suddenly turned cold and stern.

Chen Mo and the original interrogator's expressions changed drastically, and they both leaned forward.

"What did he say?!"

"He said... he wants to make a deal with you."

"A deal?" A glint flashed in Chen Mo's eyes. "What kind of deal?"

Lin Chen didn't speak; he didn't know either, he was just waiting for the voice to continue.

[Repeat my words]

"Go ahead and say it," Lin Chen said, leaning back in his chair with a bored expression.

[Use an epic card]

Lin Chen's eyelids twitched, and he read it aloud: "Use an epic card."

Chen Mo and the former interrogator exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise and a hint of greed in each other's eyes.

An epic card? That's an enormous stake!

"Exchange what? Exchange for information about Latia?" the former interrogator asked anxiously.

Lin Chen ignored him, still waiting for the next sentence.

In my mind, that calm voice slowly resounded.

[Replace Lin Chen]

"Replace Lin Chen"

Lin Chen's breath caught in his throat; he had only spoken halfway through his sentence.

His lips moved, and he felt his heart pounding like a war drum on his eardrums.

"What about Lin Chen?" Chen Mo pressed, a bad feeling creeping over him.

The original interrogator was so anxious he was about to slam his fist on the table: "Just tell me!"

Lin Chen raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Luli's worried face and Chen Mo's sharp eyes. Finally, he uttered the sentence, word by word, clearly, a sentence that was enough to ignite the entire audience.

"Replace Lin Chen...get out."

The last two words, though spoken softly by Lin Chen, were like two depth charges that exploded in the deathly silent interrogation room.

Everyone was stunned.

The impatience and irritability on the interrogator's face froze instantly, his mouth slightly open, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

Chen Mo's pupils also contracted sharply in an instant.

Epic card? Exchange it for a second hand?!

His brain was racing, calculating the weight of those three words.

Epic cards are typically strategic resources, comparable to small nuclear bombs, and their value is difficult to measure.

The price of renting a fortress for a month is in the hundreds of millions. An epic-level Time Magician, combined with a magician's leadership and half the luck, can briefly transport people from the eleventh era back a thousand years.

Without a doubt, every epic card is a treasure among treasures.

Now, the clown actually wants to use one card to exchange for...

Chen Mo's gaze involuntarily fell back on Lin Chen.

Replace this guy who was just verbally manipulated by him, who was called a maggot rotting in the mud, a sycophant with a woman's weakness?
What kind of logic is that?

Chen Mo had been working in the special agent group for many years and believed he had seen all kinds of madmen and ruthless people, but none of them could compare to the Joker.

This deal is a complete rip-off! Either the Joker is planning some kind of trick with this epic card, or...

In the eyes of the Clown, Lin Chen's potential value is even greater than that of an epic card.

"You...you say that again?" The former interrogator finally found his voice, abruptly standing up from his chair, his hands gripping the table, leaning forward, his eyes bloodshot with agitation. "Change, change what?!"

Lin Chen glanced at him coldly, his tone complicated: "It's my turn to go out, do you understand?"

"An epic card in exchange for my freedom."

The original interrogator was completely dumbfounded and quickly took out his communicator to contact the leader of Group Twelve.

This matter is beyond his ability to handle.

Chen Mo then pressed the supercomputing ring button to contact his superior.

"Director Chen, it's me, Chen Mo."

Director Chen on the other end of the call paused for a moment.

Chen Mo was not only his capable subordinate, but also a relative, and he rarely addressed him as "Director Chen" in private.

"What is it?" Director Chen asked in a deep voice, realizing the seriousness of the matter.

“The clown just contacted us and said…” Chen Mo said, while glancing at Lin Chen out of the corner of his eye. His gaze was no longer that of a prisoner, a maggot rotting in the mud, but that of a golden card.

"They said they wanted to make a deal with us... to exchange an epic card... for... to get Lin Chen out of here..."

Chen Mo's voice trailed off, as if he was afraid of being laughed at if his words got out. There was a long silence on the other end of the phone for over ten seconds.

Chen Mo waited quietly, imagining the shocked and pensive expression on the other end of the phone, the busy Director Chen.

In the interrogation room, only the hum of the electric current, the interrogator's report, and Chen Mo's heavy breathing remained.

Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, put his hands back on his knees, glanced at Luli out of the corner of his eye, and then quickly looked away.

She really has become more beautiful.

Is she really that pretty?

"I'll say it again, don't eavesdrop on my thoughts!" Lin Chen roared in his mind.

If you do this, the Soul Control Bureau will use her to blackmail you.

"Bullshit, the Spirit Control Division doesn't even know me," Lin Chen's voice suddenly stopped, but the last few words were still transmitted to the clown's mind as a thought.

With your acting skills...

[Can't even pretend properly]

[A grown man blushing]

Anyone with keen observation skills knows this.

The clown disobeyed, yet his inner thoughts were still heard.

Lin Chen's cheeks flushed red, and he covered his head, too ashamed to face anyone, his mind screaming, "Stop talking—!"

When Luli saw his expression, she blushed and turned her head away.

what--

Lin Chen is going crazy.

This is torture, so incredibly torture.

Let the world just end.

Three minutes later.

Chen Mo maintained communication, turned around, and looked at Lin Chen again.

He scrutinized, he explored, he was perplexed.

He realized he couldn't see through the kid in front of him at all.

What secrets does this man, whose card is worth an epic card, hold?
“I have three questions for the Joker,” Chen Mo said in a deep voice.

"First, what is the function of the epic cards used to exchange for people?"

"Secondly, is this epic card clean?"

Third, why would the Joker spend so much money to save you?

The original interrogator then turned around and said, "Yes, those are the three questions. You must answer them before the deal is done!"

Lin Chen listened to the voices in his mind and repeated them one by one, giving explanations.

"First, the epic card name is [Mental Collapse], which is a domain card that can peer into or publicly release the memories of the loser in a duel."

"Secondly, the original owner of the epic card is dead, the eerie aura has been eliminated, and it is now an unclaimed territory."

"Third." Lin Chen paused again.

Chen Mo stared intently at him: "What's the third one? Why did he save you?"

"Because..." Lin Chen hesitated, looking quite embarrassed and awkward, "...because of him..."

He said he liked me.

By the end of the retelling, Lin Chen's toes were digging into the ground, wishing he could disappear into a hole.

It's so embarrassing, like carrying a coffin for someone else's mother. It's incredibly embarrassing.

"He...he likes you?!" Chen Mo's brows furrowed like an old man on the subway.

Is love really this outrageous?!

Because of that little bit of love, Lin Chen answered honestly even the questions he didn't want to answer.

The Joker also had to trade an epic card for someone because of that.

What's wrong with this world? If people have sexual desires, why not just assign them a number? If one isn't enough, then two will do, which would only amount to two or three hundred thousand.

As for using an epic card!
Chen Mo refused to believe this reason and relayed it truthfully to Director Chen.

The interrogator, whose reaction time was finally slow, exclaimed, "Huh?"

It's outrageous fucking open the door to outrageous, outrageous home.

This shocking revelation spread like wildfire throughout the entire Spirit Control Bureau, including the Dark Division.

Bianyuelong Fortress, the main street of the third street in the northern district.

Li Guanqi sat in the passenger seat, his elbow resting on the window, feeling the breeze on his cheek.

The job of a detective in the Department of Spirits is indeed quite leisurely.

No wonder six million people try their best to get in every year. After layers of selection, written test, practical training, training and graduation tasks, only the best of the best remain.

Civil and criminal disputes within the fortress are handled by the police department, while the Department of Detention only deals with abnormal situations related to symbiotic cards, double shadow disease, and the "clock".

The members of the secret service have more tasks, chasing after each clock every day. Of course, their salaries and authority are also higher, and they have a stronger sense of mission.

Most ordinary agents spend their days driving around the streets and processing documents.

It's only because Juan Wang Chu Chan has nothing better to do than to take on extra tasks to earn points.

He, Li Guanqi, is a master of giving up; he refuses to participate, absolutely refuses to participate.

Wouldn't it be better to spend that time studying medicine in a clinic or reading books in the metaverse?
Most people: It doesn't smell good.

"Um," Qiqi, who was driving, suddenly spoke up, her eyes still fixed on the road ahead, "why did you choose [Fountain of the Divine Stele] as your domain card?"

This problem is not surprising; the Cardang Domain is really not the work of a righteous agent of the Soul Reaper.

Li Guanqi answered truthfully: "【Spring of the Divine Stele】has many functions in the early stages and can deal with various emergencies."

He paused, then added, "And it's very fun, like playing a game."

Within the [Fountain of the Divine Stele] area, some [Divine Stele] quick-attack spells will randomly spawn; you can pick them up and use them.

To describe it vividly—

Action cards from Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V.

The difference is that cards obtained from the domain cannot be used in duels, but they are extremely effective at attacking opponents.

"Genius." Qi Qi yawned, her tone flat and indifferent.

Li Guanqi couldn't tell at all whether she was praising someone or being sarcastic.

He glanced at Qiqi.

He considered himself to have good observation skills, but he really couldn't see through this girl who had no connections, no income, and no job.

The girl seemed to be programmed with a fixed routine; she always had the same expression and the same tone of voice.

"Tired? Want me to drive?" Li Guanqi noticed her yawn just now.

"Okay," Qiqi replied, but instead of changing seats, she immediately dialed Langley's number.

She said succinctly, "Team leader, I need to take leave."

There seemed to be something said on the other end of the communication line, and soon, Qiqi replied softly, "Thank you, team leader."

Li Guanqi stared wide-eyed: "No, you just took leave like that? Are you not feeling well?"

"Mmm." Qiqi responded, casually activated the autopilot mode, and then walked to the back seat as if she knew the way well, finding a comfortable position to lie down.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless; he was clearly a repeat offender.

Li Guanqi's lips twitched: "You mean feeling sleepy when you say you're not feeling well?

Qiqi didn't reply to him, closed her eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep instantly.

Li Guanqi sighed helplessly, resigned himself to his fate, and took over the driver's seat.

【drop--】

A rapid beeping sound came from the back seat.

Li Guanqi glanced at his supercomputing ring subconsciously; there were no new messages or team announcements.

【drop--】

The notification sound rang again, and Qiqi slowly opened her eyes, looking at her wrist.

She stared at the screen of the supercomputing ring for a while, then looked up and stared at Li Guanqi expressionlessly.

"Was it you who recommended Lin Chen to duel the stone pharaoh?"

"That's true." Li Guanqi readily admitted, "I saw that he has extraordinary bones and thick skin, a natural human shield. It would be a waste of his talent not to let him do this job."

He asked casually, "What's wrong? Did that kid cause trouble again?"

"He said that if he gets out, he'll kill you the moment he gets out," Qiqi repeated verbatim.

"Tch, come out?" Li Guanqi scoffed, completely unconcerned. "You think you can get out of the interrogation room of the Soul-Binding Division after you've already been there?"

He turned the steering wheel, making a turn, his tone tinged with smugness.

"I originally thought he was one of our kind, but I never expected him to be a villain of 'Zhong'."

"People like this should spend the rest of their lives in jail!" Li Guanqi felt a strong sense of mission.

"But."

Qiqi glanced at the message on the supercomputing ring, yawned again, and said in her unhurried tone, "The clown wants to use an epic card to exchange for his freedom."

Li Guanqi's hand on the steering wheel stiffened.

Epic card?
Replace Lin Chen?
"Squeak—!"

The screeching sound of tires shattered the tranquility of the street, and the car jolted violently, coming to a stop right in the middle of the road.

Li Guanqi was thrown forward violently by inertia, and the seatbelt squeezed his chest painfully.

He turned his head, staring intently at Qiqi in the back seat, and asked, word by word, "What...did...you...say...?"

"This melon."

"Honesty?"

(End of this chapter)