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

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It's not uncommon for people to die in league matches.

There will be one every season.

However, the scene was so horrific that they even whipped the corpse.

This is truly the first time I've seen this.

Even more bizarrely, what caused this tragic and horrific scene was...

Known for being cute, pleasing others, and a representative of performing duels—

[Mischievous Fairy Star]?!

"Is this...a completely new way of pleasing people?"

One of the audience members, having recovered from his shock, said blankly.

"Hi...ki...kimoji?"

"What a shock today, a real eye-opener," another audience member murmured, then suddenly realized what was happening, quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket, and started snapping photos, ready to post them online.

[Shocking! A fourth-tier league is engaging in desecration of a fallen team!]

With one person taking the lead, a group of people rushed to imitate him, taking out their phones to take pictures and post them online.

"Slap—slap—slap!"

Countless flashes of light illuminated the area around the dueling arena.

The Duelists forum was in an uproar, with posts spreading like wildfire and continuing to gain traction.

[Weird! Is this the Mischievous Fairy Star?]

[Angel fans, come and see! What exactly is a mischievous fairy star?]

[The girl's fleeting murderous intent!]

Hello, why aren't you drawing cards?

[Are you practicing health preservation if you only feel level eight pain? Try a level ten whip!]

Angels? Demons roam the earth!

...

"Uh—" Jules was stunned for a long time before finally coming to his senses and said, "Congratulations to Bian Yuelong for winning this round 5:4!"

"Wow!" Upon hearing this, tens of thousands of spectators realized what was happening and erupted in an amazing frenzy.

"Wonderful!"

"These tickets were totally worth it!"

Nobody cares about the loser's life or death.

"Bian Yuelong!"

"Luo Bai—"

Tens of thousands of people chanted Luo Bai's name in unison. With the help of the "Naughty Fairy Star" fan club, coupled with the bizarre, brutal, and exciting final duel, he undoubtedly gained countless fans.

Ke Luobai, however, acted as if nothing had happened, showing no sign of joy.

His face remained solemn. He didn't bother to celebrate with his teammates and went straight to the medical room at the league venue.

Melonika doesn't know if she's out of danger yet.

In the VIP audience seats, Yi Lan frowned and followed closely behind.

The shouts from the audience continued for several minutes before gradually subsiding and returning to calm.

The host's elegant figure appeared on the central cubic screen: "Let's take a short break, watch a video clip, and prepare for the next match."

"【Holy King's Fast】 vs. 【Hopeful Hometown】."

"The four semifinalists from last season meet again. Let's look forward to their performance..."

As the host's voice faded, a group photo of the two teams and brief introductions of the participants appeared on the cubic screen.

Two robots stepped onto the dueling platform.

One person was cleaning up the area, while the other was dragging Qiu Ren's body.

"Snapped--"

During the dragging process, a crisp sound of a wire breaking was heard.

Zhou Jiaping stood not far away watching this scene, his expression darkening and his brows furrowing tightly.

"Hey, stop looking." Jiang Shu patted Zhou Jiaping on the shoulder and said, "He brought this on himself."

"Since you've chosen to stand on the opposite side, you should be aware of your position."

"That beast, he even uses level eight pain sensitivity, there's no need to feel sorry for him."

He thought Zhou Jiaping was feeling sorry for his former teammate Qiu Ren, so he came over to offer some words of comfort.

“No…” Zhou Jiaping shook his head and said, “Don’t you think Qiu Ren is acting strangely today?”

"Back when I took 3600 damage..."

"Given his cowardly nature, he'll probably take the opportunity to collapse..."

"It felt like being forcibly dragged up..."

Jiang Shu said dismissively, "He doesn't believe Coach Gaika has the [Reincarnation Technique], right? He harbors resentment and is thinking of using [Crimson Nova] to drag someone down with him, isn't he?"

"Oh dear, we've won everything."

"Don't think about it too much, let's get ready to go back and celebrate!"

Zhou Jiaping said no more, nodded, smiled with relief, and followed the group.

...

Level 4 Fortress - Sumeru Garden, Third Laboratory.

"Clang—"

A glass test tube shattered and fell from Carl Hissletti's hand.

The culture medium inside, like Qiu Ren's blood, spread outwards across the ground.

"Holy crap!" Qi Qiankong, who was packing up to leave work not far away, was startled and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Can't even hold a test tube properly."

The robot vacuum cleaner came over and cleaned up the broken test tubes on the floor.

“It’s nothing,” Karl said indifferently. “Just a test tube.”

"If it's broken, it's broken."

Qi Qiankong frowned and said, "That's weird... Oh, right."

He seemed to remember something, and suddenly it dawned on him.

"I've sent you the script. Take a look, big director. If there's anything you want to change, let me know as soon as possible."

"Don't wait until I've written a few scripts."

"You fucking say to me: 'Use the original version.'"

Carl opened his tablet, glanced at the script briefly, and said casually, "Add a major villain."

"Huh?" Qi Qiankong was taken aback. "The big villain?"

Such vague requirements, typical of the client.

Which faction is the main villain on?

“Angels,” Karl said coldly.

"Angel race..." Qi Qiankong paused, then murmured, "This faction is supposed to consist of cute girls, so it's not appropriate for them to be villains. Are they going to make an exception? What level of strength do they have?"

Karl's face darkened as he fell into deep thought: "A man."

"Strength - Unknown".

"Or rather... the end of the world..."

The last sentence was spoken in a very soft voice, only audible to himself.

"Huh? Male? Unknown?" Qi Qiankong's face twisted into a ferocious grin. "Are you fucking trying to make things difficult for me?"

"Come, come, come."

Here's the keyboard, you type.

To this, Karl replied casually, "One thousand words."

You get one dollar for writing one character.

Qi Qiankong took a deep breath: "What else do you need, boss?"

“I want this villain…” Karl said with a gloomy face, deliberately walking around the cleaning robot at his feet.

He walked up to Qi Qiankong and lowered his voice.