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

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An abstract and bewildered voice rang out from the crowd.

"What's being said about me online—"

"Assassinated teammates, embezzled the Holy Stone, and ultimately got surrounded and killed by the Alliance?"

"I am dead?"

Chapter 537 The Destroyer's Chaotic Dance (2)

"what?"

"You...you're dead?"

"Wow—" The man kept swiping his fingertips on his smartphone to view the detailed report.

"Look, it's written very clearly on it."

"Qi Feng, that is, me, betrayed my teammate by resorting to dirty tricks because of a dispute over the distribution of spoils."

"With a swift stroke, I'll cut off Chu Wu, which is to say, your head."

"One person kept all the rewards from the stone tablet."

"later--"

"He harbored evil intentions and wanted to steal the patterns on the Holy Stone Tablet, but was eventually caught by the Alliance and surrounded and killed on the spot."

"Holy crap, there are pictures too!"

The man was surprised to find that the report also included various pictures, all of which were indeed of his appearance.

"Holy crap, I have one too?"

Chu Wu, whose head had been cut off, then cursed.

The two were stunned when they read the report.

During the few days they were cut off from the world, they were "forced" to do a lot of big things.

"How come I didn't know I was this awesome..."

"Look at how they describe it in the report."

"With a swift stroke, I'll cut your neck in one go. Are you scared?"

"No, buddy."

"Haven't you realized yet? We're both dead."

"He's dead," Qi Feng said blankly. "We didn't split the loot properly, so I swiftly struck him down!"

It's clear he really likes this word.

"I'll kill you with one strike, you brat!"

"Then he had great ambitions and wanted to devour the Holy Stone Tablet. Unfortunately, damn it, how did he get caught by the Alliance?"

“No, stop for a second,” Chu Wu interrupted.

"Look closely, we're all dead."

"Yeah, he's dead." Qi Feng blinked.

Chu Wu took a deep breath: "Then who's speaking now?"

"The two of us."

"How can a dead person speak?"

"He died in the story."

"Look more closely—" Chu Wu tapped the smartphone screen with his fingertips.

"It's not a story."

"It's a news report, a news report about LeEco, with 200,000 likes..."

"I—" Qi Feng finally realized what was happening, and a chill ran through his body.

He quickly dialed a phone number.

"Mom, it's me..."

He had only spoken half a sentence when a furious voice came from the other end.

How did you get my child's number?!

"He's gone, are you still going to lie to us?!"

That was his mother's angry roar, giving him no chance to explain before hanging up the phone.

Qi Feng panicked, his whole body trembling slightly.

No matter how many times I called, no one at home answered.

"Could they be preparing for a banquet?"

He feels the world has gone mad and become absurd.

"I have to go back quickly..." Qi Feng murmured in a trembling voice.

The only way to clear up this misunderstanding is for the person in question to go home and stand in front of everyone.

No matter how much you say online, it's useless.

Once someone is brainwashed, they will believe what they have been told.

There are many other cases similar to Qifeng and Chuwu.

"I am the real one!"

"You burned my Rikka figure?!"

"I'm not dead yet!"

"How could I remember things from my childhood so clearly..."

"He can tell me things from my childhood?!"

A cacophony of curses, gasps of shock, and explanations filled the air.

Many people have noticed—

A digital clone of himself appears in his own home.

This digital human was extremely terrifying; it had the exact same appearance and voice as himself.

Even more terrifying is—

This digital person's memory is clearer and more detailed than his own.

Digital humans share a common characteristic.

They always have a reason not to stay at home or meet people in person.

Going to school, going to work, going on adventures.

Even duels take place online.

Nobody thinks it's wrong, because many real people spend their days like this.

Luo Bai calmly looked around and couldn't help but recall a saying: "It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of legwork to refute them."

I don't know whether to say it's good or bad.

He has no family.

There's no need to explain anything to anyone.

My only family member is a fat cat.

"Teacher Tony, I haven't seen you for days. I hope you haven't been kidnapped." Luo Bai was still worried.

This fat cat can be quite easy to fool sometimes.

"The door is here—"

He tried waving and shouting in his head.

The air was deathly still, utterly silent.

Based on the rate at which the light curtain of the ruins is dissipating, it is estimated that it will take another seven or eight hours.

It's a good opportunity to take a break.

Luo Bai pushed through the crowd surrounding him, nodded politely, and said, "Thank you, please let me pass."