Duels should be played with a smile.

“Truth and lies don’t seem to matter that much, they don’t seem to make much of a difference.” Leo’s gaze lingered between Jack and BlueAngle.

Despite being defeated, Leo didn't look too disheveled. On the contrary, he seemed much more normal than before, a far cry from his previous mentally ill state.

At this moment, he was smiling, but it was no longer the "healthy" smile he had shown before. Instead, it was a smile that conveyed a sense of "relief" or "enjoyment".

"But it's alright, it wasn't a wasted trip. At least this time, despite the sudden and unexpected arrival, I think I've seen what I wanted to see. I've seen the truth."

Jack pondered the meaning of Leo's words, but unfortunately, his riddle-solving skills were not high enough to fully understand whether there was any hidden meaning.

He could only stare at Leo calmly and fearlessly, waiting for what was to come.

This is the composure he enjoys as a victor.

BlueAngle, on the other hand, nodded as if she understood, seemingly lost in thought.

"Your strength is genuine."

A carefree laugh rang out, and Leo gave Jack a thumbs-up. Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the thumbs-up transformed into specks of blue light and scattered into the sky.

"..."

Jack narrowed his eyes slightly, silently put away his Duel Disk, and ignored BlueAngle, who seemed to be trying to talk to him, before walking toward his D-Wheel.

He's a man destined to become the Duel King; women are just a hindrance!

Carly is enough.

The heartless card player rode off on his D-wheel, and BlueAngle tried to stop him but didn't say a word. This scene was captured by countless people with good intentions, and after some "artistic processing," it became one of today's headlines.

The news headline was something like, "Shocking! An Absolutely Solitary King, an Angel with Blue Tears, and a Muscular, Smiling Genius: A Bizarre Tale of Three's Company."

It can only be said that I have mastered the essence of suturing; the flavor is too strong, but the effect is surprisingly good.

So when PlayMaker, who had just finished the battle cleanly with a barrage of code-based punches and 7300*2, saw this news headline, his brows furrowed so deeply they could snap the steel of a straight man's heart.

"What is all this...?"

"And what is this?"

Taking out a blank card that no one knew had put in the deck, even though PlayMaker had seen a lot, he still felt very tired.

Recalling the details of the duel, PlayMaker, who hadn't deducted a single LP, suddenly realized: "Could it be the loot from defeating that person? Was that a Dark Duel?"

If you remove some of the weird special effects, and without taking damage from LP, most people really can't tell the difference between a dark duel and a normal duel.

If the ruthless man in the tight suit hadn't frequently fought back from near-death in dark duels long ago and deeply experienced the pain of dark duels, he might not have realized it even though he had just finished a match unscathed.

PlayMaker's mind raced, dredging up distant memories. He multitasked, sending messages to Jack, Carly, and the others to wait for him offline, before following the trail BlueAngle had left behind.

He needs to confirm some things.

A few minutes later, when PlayMaker returned to the real world and, after tidying himself up, pushed open the door to the next room, he, who was usually expressionless and even mistaken for having facial paralysis, couldn't quite hold back.

Three women can make a play, and a man and a woman can also create a stage for a play.

PlayMaker never expected that Jack, who was usually so imposing and even acted so nonchalantly when paying the bill, would be so easily manipulated by a woman.

Carly's Duel Disk projected a news article containing several photos taken from bizarre angles and using strange techniques, enough to mislead many people.

The most eye-catching photo is one taken from the side, roughly from below. Due to the unusual angle, it appears that BlueAngle's gesture of raising her hand to stop Jack has become her hand resting on Jack's shoulder.

As we all know, photos can't be photoshopped, so it's real.

PlayMaker, who arrived midway, was puzzled as to why a situation that could have been resolved with a proper explanation had escalated into an atmosphere that seemed to be on the verge of war.

Jack is a big celebrity, and Carly is a journalist. With their experience, surely they know this stuff? Can PlayMaker only attribute this to their "concern leading to confusion"? Or is there some other reason he doesn't understand?

Anyway, all he heard Carly muttering things like, "You big-eyed Jack, I was so worried about you, and you went to find the suited man."

Sighing inwardly at how troublesome women are, PlayMaker looked at Long Ke, who seemed particularly awkward in the room, and helplessly shrugged slightly, also giving an awkward but polite smile.

Then he closed the door and left.

Long Ke: ? ? ?

A duel is simpler; communication between men and women is too enigmatic, unlike the clarity of a duel.

With that in mind, PlayMaker returned to his room and used his connections to try and calm down the online uproar.

This has nothing to do with BlueAngle; it's PlayMaker's own action, an attempt to erase the traces left by his recent actions... PlayMaker convinced himself of this.

After spending about half an hour erasing all traces of himself online and "casually" deleting some comments unfavorable to BlueAngle, PlayMaker returned to the room door. After listening for any sounds inside, he gently knocked on the door, waited a moment, and then pushed the door open.

When PlayMaker came in again, he saw that the war had ended, but it seemed that the outcome was that Jack signed some unknown unequal treaties in the presence of Long Ke.

With a hint of pity in his eyes, PlayMaker stood by the door, waiting for what was to come.

Although he didn't have the experience, as a hacker, his theoretical knowledge was not so much extensive as to be extensive, but rather that he had seen countless people... I guess that's the best way to put it?

Strictly speaking, PlayMaker and Jack and the others don't actually have any special relationship. It's just that PlayMaker happened to find Jack, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and happened to save him.

After Jack paid the bill, the transaction was considered complete.

Perhaps because PlayMaker usually has a cold demeanor and seems somewhat unapproachable, the two didn't communicate much. They confirmed the situation with each other and politely exchanged contact information before Carly went to meet Jack.

Leaning against the gate, watching Jack leave somewhat disheveled, PlayMaker couldn't help but smile.

His daily life wasn't particularly colorful, so this unexpected situation could be considered a kind of spice in his life.

With his vast knowledge, he clearly understood his own situation. If he didn't occasionally find things to do, he might become depressed at any time.

Finding Jack this time was probably an unexpected stroke of fate.

Taking a deep breath, PlayMaker patted his cheeks, regaining his expressionless demeanor, and turned to walk into the villa.

I've already finished the Synchronization Dimension request; now it's time to take care of things at the Fusion Dimension...

"Hmm? News from Jack?"

Slightly puzzled, PlayMaker opened the message. After a while, with a dark expression and a hint of hesitation, he answered a video call.

On the other side of the video, there was a blue angel.

Jack Atlas, right? An unexpected coincidence, isn't it?

Next time we meet, Code Language Fist will definitely be on your side!

"Um...Aoi..."

"Um...long time no see?"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Humans are really interesting!

"Oh dear, I just went out for a stroll and I didn't expect so many things to happen... And with so many things happening just to you guys, I can hardly help but suspect that Yusei and the others are facing even bigger trouble now."

"Fortunately, they don't need to worry too much... They can't possibly crash and burn like someone else, can they?"

While analyzing intelligence, Leyou casually made a sarcastic remark about Jack, and unsurprisingly, he received a glare from Jack—"You might as well be more explicit."

The turmoil on the internet rarely subsides quickly. Before Jack and the others returned, Leyou already knew what had happened in the virtual world. After they returned and told him about the other things, Leyou had a new understanding of their situation.

"The situation is a bit delicate right now. It seems like the enemy is going to come looking for trouble, but to me it looks like one of those low-IQ villains giving the protagonist group experience points to level up..."

Leyou glanced at Jack, whose demeanor seemed to have changed somewhat, and shrugged.

Do these 5DS guys really need to level up? If they keep leveling up, can I just lie back and wait for them to carry me to victory?

However, the situation doesn't seem so optimistic, because according to Jack and the others' descriptions, Leyou always felt that the "experience packs" they mentioned had a subtle sense of déjà vu.

"Speaking of which, where did Yusei and the others go?"

"I don't know, and I can't get in touch with them. But before today, Yusei, Kuro, and Kiryu would contact each other regularly."

Carly glanced at the time on her Duel Disk, her expression slightly grave: "The agreed-upon contact time has passed, but none of the three of them have contacted us."

"Furthermore, the three of them weren't traveling together; only Yusei and Aki were together," Jack added calmly. Unlike Carly, he didn't think anything would happen to the other four teammates.

He had personally experienced the enemy's strength, and more than once. He was confident that if he had been well-prepared and had not been distracted by unorthodox tactics, he would not have suffered a defeat.

An occasional mishap is just an unexpected situation, a minor accident, absolutely nothing more than an accident!

"I've already asked Long to contact Yego in the name of your 5DS team and ask him to help find the whereabouts of Yuxing and the others. Their strength is undeniable; even if something unexpected happens, as long as we can provide timely rescue, there shouldn't be any problems..."

Of all six OCG Yu-Gi-Oh! anime series, the team that Leyou trusts the most is Team 5DS, especially Yusei. Not only is he strong and has high emotional intelligence, but he also doesn't stick to dogma. When necessary, he can even master the "pulling screws" technique without being taught. Basically, anyone can fail, but Yusei will not.

Unless he pulls the screws out himself.

Both Kro and Guiliu have their own unique skills. Regardless of whether they can win against an enemy, they certainly won't lose too quickly. With the red dragon mark on the 5DS team members, it wouldn't be difficult for the red dragon to use a cheat to sense each other's positions.

Leyou sent some plans he had come up with during his slacking-off time to Jack, Carly, and Longke, while Leyou sent another set of information to the three of them.

"The thing that deserves more attention right now is this."

“No, I think there’s something else we need to focus on more.” Jack took the documents from Leyou, but instead of looking at them right away, he looked at Carly.

“Um…” Carly glanced at Leyou somewhat awkwardly, and stammered, “Um, could you please introduce this… how should I address this person?”

"Just call me Wei'er." The white-stockinged loli looked like she was ready to watch a good show, raising her hand as if she wanted to stir up trouble.

Carly maintained an awkward yet polite smile and nodded slightly: "Could you please introduce yourself first...?"

“No need for further introduction.” Leyou interrupted Carly’s question without even glancing at Vera, who was clearly trying to cause trouble.

He slowly pulled out a single pair of glasses from somewhere, put them on with an air of nonchalance, and tapped the table lightly a few times: "Just treat her as labor I captured. Do whatever you want with her. Don't worry about her just because she's a... well, I can't bring myself to say something so disgusting. Anyway, she's an elf, and she likes to cause trouble. If you don't have too many tricks up your sleeve, I suggest you treat her like a laborer, just like I did."

As she spoke, Leyou glanced at Jack suggestively, and after being glared back at by Jack, she slowly added, "She looks like a young girl, but her actual age is probably dozens of times the sum of all of us, so there is no issue of employing child labor. I am a law-abiding national entrepreneur."

In the large living room, the atmosphere became a little cold for a moment because of Leyou's somewhat mischievous prank. After a while, Jack and the others nodded slightly and then followed Leyou's advice, ignoring Vera, who was eager to cause trouble.

Although I didn't quite understand what was going on, the waters of the elves are indeed very deep, and most people can't handle them.

Jack picked up the documents on the table again and casually flipped through them. When he noticed a striking message that was highlighted in bold, his pupils dilated in shock.

"This is what you're talking about?"

“That’s right.” Leyou nodded and opened a small card box that had been placed on the table beforehand.

The moment the card case was opened, a faint black mist emanated from it.

"As you can see, this is a deck I just put together randomly after I got back yesterday, it has 75 cards in total, and now..."

Leyou pushed the card pile onto the table and scrambled it apart.

At this moment, the dozen or so card holders that hadn't been inserted into the card slots stood out.

"As you can see, the card disappearing situation we encountered before has now appeared outside of duels... and..."