Duels should be played with a smile.

In the course of countless duels, he made friends with various companions and, with their help, gradually gathered all the Whisper Spirits. But just as he was about to succeed, he failed for various reasons and vanished into the world.

"...It's a little creepy."

The Snow Woman took in the scenes, watching those who resembled Leyou, herself, Philvo, and Ella, relentlessly striving to fulfill their "mission," only to ultimately find themselves empty-handed. It was truly...

"That's a bit strange."

"Wait... wait?! Huh?"

Turning around, the Snow Woman was surprised to find that two people had appeared behind her without her noticing.

Philvo and Ella were also looking through the images; the sentence they had just heard was spoken by Philvo.

It's understandable that Ella is in this world, but what about Philvo? Isn't she still in the Hyperdimension?

“I’ve brought them both over too… Showing you these images is just a side effect; what I’m doing now is calling all my partners to come.”

The magic circle beneath the fiberglass body had been fully deployed. On the largest outer ring of the magic circle, ten smaller rings were inlaid. As soon as she finished speaking, Yata-u appeared in one of the rings.

Hachita was still in a daze. In his memory, he was still helping with the defense and offense in the Synchro City.

"I'm starting to realize... so the ability you showed to pull Tuner monsters with your deck is actually some kind of teleportation spell of unknown quality?"

Snow Woman felt that her slacking skills were far inferior to those of inheriting Fiberglass.

This guy... if he uses his full strength, he probably doesn't have the ability to summon any monster with a recognizable feature once per turn.

Tsk tsk tsk... Even decks that can adjust their decks once per turn have been locked up. If they go all out, they'll probably be invited straight to the Hall of Fame.

"I feel like I've stumbled into some kind of Western fantasy film," the Snow Maiden muttered. She felt like she'd encountered a lot today, and this seemed to be just the prelude...

Having witnessed such a scene, she probably won't be surprised by any more spectacular events to come.

"No... if we really have to say, this should be considered part of the Eastern array system..." Inherited Fiberglass replied absentmindedly while continuing to control the teleportation.

"...I just said it offhand, and you actually answered."

Fiberglass continued her "group teleportation," while Snow Woman explained the situation to Philvo and Ella, who had just arrived.

While the three were talking, they were also paying attention to the scenes flashing on the magic circle, and they were all thinking about the person who had not been pulled over by the inherited fiberglass.

Of course, they all appeared calm and collected on the surface.

I don't know who taught me this meaningless behavior.

After carefully observing many more images, Fairworth clapped his hands, a look of sudden realization on his face: "I think I know why we find these images strange."

"what's the situation?"

“Look closely again… Don’t you think that these ‘we’ seem far too serious compared to the current us?”

"..."

After thinking about it carefully, the Snow Woman also suddenly realized. She clapped her hands, tilted her head, and replied, "You mean... to accomplish great things, you must first understand them thoroughly?"

"...to give such an answer proves that he is indeed the guy most like him."

"Uh... um... thank you for the compliment?"

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I got a nucleic acid test this morning, felt a strong earthquake at noon, and was told in the afternoon that the community was completely locked down. We weren't allowed to leave the house for even two hours a day, and the area was fenced off.

These days are truly colorful!

And, as it turns out, it's really hard to think of a suitable way to adapt segments from single-player games into competitive game instances in the short term.

I choose to open.

If there are no other suggestions that can be adopted, then it'll be Red Alert, Warcraft, and Starcraft...

These three games... like the "Old Man's Fun Live" show, people who lived through that era, if they were on the internet, they could really be considered old men.

Sigh, the old man is actually myself, even though I'm still a week away from turning 26.

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Only the player can control the game!

"Happy times are always too short."

"To be fair, that's true, but now that you're saying this... are you planning to stop pretending?"

Under the dim yellow sky, K waved his sleeve, ending his casual chat with Leyou.

I don't know why he has this free time, but now it seems that he has exhausted this interest.

"There's no such thing as pretending or not." K shook his head nonchalantly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"From the moment I pulled you in here, all my goals were achieved... That casual chat just now was nothing more than a pastime after victory."

"You're very confident," Le You said with a calm and composed expression, teasingly.

"Aren't you afraid I might cause you some kind of accident? I consider myself quite experienced in this area."

"Please go ahead."

Despite Leyou's explanation, K remained unmoved and maintained his faint smile.

"This...is my world."

"And I'm not afraid to tell you, just now, I recalled many things, and I'm no longer confined to this place. I will leave here to fulfill my mission at a higher level..."

A scorching wind whipped up clouds of dust and howled past, causing Leyou to instinctively close his eyes. When he came to his senses, K had vanished.

"Oh dear... this seems a bit difficult."

"Your world... According to you, that mixed world before was also your world, but you didn't seem to have complete control over it. Instead, you had to drag me here."

"Now... let's think of a solution."

Looking around, Leyou felt a headache coming on. This godforsaken place really had a bit of an Assassin's Creed vibe—nothing here, so whatever.

Looking around, all you could see was barren land and a sky full of red clouds. If you weren't a completely ordinary person, you'd probably die of hunger and thirst before you died of boredom if you stayed here for a while.

Admittedly, K's method is somewhat too simple and effective.

Duelists' power usually comes from duels and from Pokémon, but duelists themselves are mostly ordinary people. When they encounter someone like K who doesn't care about sportsmanship and directly attacks the duelist himself, and even targets the duel to prevent it from starting, there's really nothing they can do.

"Since things have come to this, don't blame me for abandoning all martial ethics..."

Despite being in a difficult situation, Leyou laughed, a laugh that was both helpless and amused.

"At times like this..."

With one hand on the crystal on her chest, three colors of light alternated on the crystal. Leyou calmed her mind and called out in her heart.

"Help me!!!!!"

……

Philvo, who was whispering with the Snow Woman, suddenly stopped. She rubbed her forehead and said hesitantly, "I said... I just had a hallucination. Was someone calling for help?"

"It must be my imagination, right?" Yuki-onna retorted without much thought: "Given that guy's personality, he shouldn't do something so shameful."

"Not necessarily. Sometimes, that guy really has no morals and no bottom line..."

As if recalling something unpleasant, Philvo spoke with a hint of gritted teeth, causing the Snow Woman to look at him with surprise and wonder what kind of good deeds he had done before.

“It was him calling for help,” Ella suddenly said with certainty.

Ella doesn't usually talk much, but both the Snow Woman and Philvo know that Ella is the most serious about anything related to Leisure.

"Since you've said so, then it must be true, but it seems there's nothing we can do to help him right now."

The Snow Woman felt that with her intelligence, she could only be a slacker at this time. After saying something pointless, she turned her gaze to Philvo.

Let the professionals handle it.

She was met with a disdainful look from Philvo.

"Why are you looking at me? You should look at her now."

Philvo's gaze fell on Inherited Fiberglass. During the conversation between the three, following Yata, four limp dragons, a half-crippled Judgment, and the Emem family who had regained their senses, along with the Twelve Beasts family who had followed Philvo earlier, were all pulled over by Inherited Fiberglass's powerful abilities.

Ignoring the barriers of time and space, and the obstacles between worlds, Inherited Fiberglass demonstrated its strength in the simplest and most direct way.

"Don't worry." Jicheng Fiberglass remained focused on the teleportation array, taking a moment to answer Yuki-onna and the others.

“It’s strange. When I connect to ‘He’ with the magic circle, I feel like ‘He’ is nearby, but I can’t connect… As long as the magic circle is still there, I can keep sensing it. At least in the short term, He is safe.”

Having received assurances of inheriting fiberglass and seeing her still continuously summoning the remaining whispering spirits, Philvo and the other two exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

They don't fully understand the current situation; they only have some guesses. All they can do right now is to trust and carry on the fiberglass business.

but...

"We can't just do nothing. Let's try our own methods and see if we can make a difference."

The next second, the three of them closed their eyes together, and the crystals on their chests were surrounded by a faint light.

The moment the light appeared, all the Whispering Spirits, who were all behaving themselves like obedient babies, felt a strange fluctuation sweep over them.

My mind was jolted, and a faint feeling lingered in my heart.

They all gazed at Filvo, their eyes gradually becoming unfocused.

"It seems... to have been a lucky accident?" Jicheng Glass murmured softly, quickening her movements. As the magic circle continued to operate, the relatively ordinary whisper spirits had already been teleported over.

The next few are all heavyweights, so we need to be even more focused.

……

The outside world seemed to have been put on pause; no one and no one in the entire world, across the four dimensions, could move about.

However... in the gap between these four dimensions, there still exists a strange place where time continues to flow as usual.

This place is surrounded by an endless starry sky, and meteor showers occasionally streak across the sky, falling to the ground and transforming into enormous machines.

These machines patrolled the area, guarding the place.

As a meteor shower falls, new mechs will descend upon this place, while the previous mechs will fly into the sky, into the starry heavens, and return to their motherships, awaiting their next arrival.

And now... all the stars in the sky have gathered together and fallen without warning, staging an incredibly magnificent and dazzling downpour.

This time, they all made themselves very small, but their sheer number still obscured the entire starry sky.

"Has the prophecy left by that mysterious headmaster reached its fulfillment?"