Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

For those who play well with wheelchairs—oops, I mean, card decks—the user writes an application, a duel report, and preferably includes a recommendation letter from the dean or coach, which is then submitted to the agent.

Finally, the agent decides whether it's worthwhile to strengthen the deck. Almost every duelist wants to improve their deck, but the budget is limited.

Without a recommendation letter from a coach or dean, it's virtually impossible to get accepted based solely on your own duel report, unless you actually achieve several individual semi-final or higher results.

Agents, coaches, and team leaders wield significant power, leading to terms like "unspoken rules" and "backdoor deals." Therefore, there's usually a fourth person – the "supervisor." Supervisors aren't considered part of the team; their main responsibility is investigating violations.

"Wow--"

Amazing cheers erupted from the team's gate.

"It really is Miss Shu!"

"I must be dreaming, Miss Shu is personally coming to our place as a supervisor!"

"What a noble gaze!"

"I need to find a way to cause some trouble... Miss Shu, please keep a close eye on me..."

A high-profile and chilling aura swept over.

As Shu Yu'er entered the training hall on the first floor, she immediately spotted Luo Bai. As they brushed past each other, a chilling wind, as cold as the dead, swept over them.

Why are you looking at me?

She crossed her arms, leaned against the wall, and glanced at him disdainfully: "I heard someone uses the [Cursed Eye]."

"I rushed over here overnight to see what's going on. You guys continue."

"As long as I'm transparent..."

The word "transparent" was drawn out and emphasized.

Shu Yu'er stared at Luo Bai, her eyes wide open, as if she wanted to squeeze her entire eyeballs out.

Chapter 239 Onboarding Duel (4)

"Watch me duel?" Luo Bai looked awkward. "Why don't you just sit across from me?"

"Come, please—"

He spread his hands and pointed to the table opposite.

"Supervisors are not allowed to interfere with the fortress's daily operations," Shu Yu'er said coldly. "You may continue."

“I still prefer you [Sophia] the way you are,” Luo Bai said bluntly. “So cute.”

This is the truth; Sofia in "Saving Girl" has a particular fondness for him.

"Pervert!" Shu Yu'er blushed and gritted her teeth, "You call yourself a member of the Luo family, using [Cursed Eye]..."

"No way, this is a lecherous demon too?" Luo Bai was speechless for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Wait, what do you mean by 'I'm a member of the Luo family'?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"No, just because someone has the surname Luo doesn't mean they're a member of the Luo family. You almost led me astray..."

Halfway through his speech, his voice gradually became faint, and a scene from Earth's childhood flashed through his mind.

Why isn't my name Nanyang Bai?

Xiao Luo looked up and asked innocently.

If the blank card worn around the neck is the origin of the character "白" (white), then why isn't the surname related to the old man?

This problem had troubled him for a while.

“Nanyang is not a good surname,” the old shopkeeper, Nanyang Gong, said with a pale laugh. “More importantly…”

"The sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from my throat..."

The old shopkeeper's aged face showed a hint of youthful energy, probably because he was angry at thinking of his mortal enemy, and his face was flushed.

"I want to see her again next time..."

"My Iron Beast Front will surely wreak havoc!"

Luo Bai snapped out of his reverie, and those conversations he had taken for granted as a child now sounded much more meaningful.

“Um…” He pondered for a moment, then turned to Shu Yu’er and asked, “Are you very familiar with the Luo family?”

Upon hearing this, Shu Yu'er slowly opened her eyes, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and remained silent.

Instead, Bina gently nudged him and whispered, "Are you really unaware or just pretending? Miss Shu's mother is a member of the Luo family."

"The Luo family has passed down its exorcism sword through generations..."

It's not uncommon for a failed resonance to turn into an evil spirit; if an exorcist arrives in time, they can save a life.

There's an old saying about the eastern fortress.

"Nanyang repels external aggression."

"The Luo family is at peace."

"Hmm..." Luo Bai nodded as if he understood, as if he was thinking about something.

The surnames Nanyang, Luo, and Bai all appeared, and they were also related in some way.

Even a fool would doubt his own origins; the name is far too ambiguous.

What is the old man hiding from me?

Luo Bai scratched his head and muttered to himself, "I can't figure it out. I need some more time."

The most urgent task is still to avoid relegation.

This relates to the level of medical care and whether robots will deliver breakfast in the future.

"Next." Luo Bai pretended that Shu Yu'er was invisible and looked up at the group of team members.

"I'll go!" a man said excitedly, raising his hand and glancing at Shu Yu'er before sitting down at the table.

He seems eager to impress the goddess.

They came in a hurry.

They left in a hurry.

Two minutes later.

Luo Bai arranged the [Cursed Eye] cards on the field in front of everyone, looked around, and said, "Next."

This time, he didn't even bother to give a review. He didn't see a single highlight. None of the following aspects were satisfactory: deck building, timing of resistance, smoothness of the combo, or intelligence on the enemy and ally.

This person looks like they're just there to make up the numbers, and there seem to be quite a few like them.

Shu Yu'er is like a detector, dividing the professional duelists on the field into two types of people.

One type is people who come to work.

Such people have a wandering, unfocused gaze, and cannot see an iron will or steel-like resilience.

One type carries a mission.

This kind of person keeps their eyes fixed on the dueling table, calmly thinking, without glancing to the side—a promising talent.

"next."

Luo Bai shouted again.

"I'll do it! I'll do it!" another office worker shouted, and Luo Bai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

[Office workers] think about all sorts of random things all day long.

[The Mission Party] seems to lack self-confidence again.

This team has more problems than we imagined.

Two minutes later.

Another loser lowers their head.

"Next," Luo Bai called out indifferently. This time, there was a long silence. Another office worker wanted to show off.

Unlike the previous two, the third player secretly modified the deck and targeted specific opponents.

It has some effect.

Two and a half minutes later.

"Next," Luo Bai called out calmly.

This time the silence lasted even longer; the dueling arena was deathly still, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"Jiang Shu, what do you think?" Qi Di, the team member ranked 8th, asked.

Jiang Shu, ranked 5th in the team, is currently the player with the highest overall skill level, mainly playing various ritual card decks.

My favorite thing to do is...

Jiang Shu adjusted his glasses, took out his smartphone, and opened a mini-program he had developed himself.

After entering a dozen or so parameters, press the Enter key.

Upon seeing the numbers on the screen, his pupils dilated sharply, and he showed them to Qidi.

[Estimated win rate: 1.55%]

"I need to meet three conditions to beat him," Jiang Shu said with a serious expression.

"1. He attacked first and then got stuck with his hand, leaving only the backcourt."

"2. I start with Ritual Magic, Ritual Monster, and Whirlwind at the same time."

"3. My [Whirlwind] can accurately hit [Naraku] or [Forced Escape Device]."

“The probability of all three events being met simultaneously is 1.55%,” Jiang Shu said with a bitter smile. “On average, I can only win one or two out of a hundred matches.”

"His operation was too steady, leaving no way out, without any mistakes. There was no chance of winning except by relying on probability."

"Holy crap—" Qidi exclaimed, both surprised and worried. "This kid's here to steal the starting position..."

A team has 22 members, but only five actually play on stage. Generally, players with the highest overall skill level are given priority.

Most of the other players serve as tactical reserves, which is why the back row players often tank.