A duelist never gives up!

"Then I proceed to activate the effect of Chocolate Platter, removing an Xyz Material and Special Summoning a Golem Dessert Monster from the Deck!"

"I Special Summoned the Magical Dessert Jelly Ice Postman from my Deck!"

The cute and playful chocolate platter waved its little hands and summoned the handsome postman from the deck.

"Then... I'll continue to draw one!" Gui Yin gritted his teeth and placed his hand on the deck.

Come on, whether you are a masker or a house boy, please come to my hand!

"brush!"

Gui Meng drew a card from the deck, and this card was... Quick Attack Magic Card - Live Broadcast☆Gemini Entrance Page!

"..."

For a moment, Katsura seemed to be stared at by Medusa, and stood there like a stone.

Yuan Qi glanced at Gui's face and probably understood something, but he wasn't used to being too gentle with women, so he continued without hesitation, "I activate the effect of the Postman and add the Magic Dessert Castle from the deck to my hand!"

"Then, I activate the Magic Dessert Castle!"

A towering castle appeared behind Yuan Qi, emitting an enticing sweetness, and at the same time swept away all the puppet desserts in Yuan Qi's cemetery!

"Because the Golem Dessert monster in my Graveyard was returned to the Deck, I activated the effect of Chocolate Platter again, removing one Xyz Material and Special Summoning a second Golem Dessert: Gelato Postman from my Deck!"

With the appearance of the second postman, the duel came to an end.

But even so, Katsura silently drew a card from the deck.

Of course, it wasn't Nibiru, she didn't have that card in her deck at all.

"I activate the Postman effect and add Magic Dessert Stroll from the deck to my hand." Yuan Qi leisurely searched for a Stroll card, then extended his hand and said:

"Then I enter the combat phase and use the Chocolate Platter, two Postmen, and an Owl to directly attack you!"

"Peng!"

The huge impact knocked Gui to the ground, marking the end of the duel.

Gui lp: 8000→0

win: original seven.

"No matter how many cards you draw, it's meaningless if you can't survive to the next round." Ai made this conclusion as he looked at Gui lying on the ground.

Chapter 43: Pearls will never be covered in dust.

"Hiss...you're being too harsh, aren't you?"

Gui slowly got up from the ground and said in a faint voice.

"Um, how can we do it more gently?" Yuan Qi looked at the girl in front of him in confusion.

If you want to use up all 8000lp at once, the impact will definitely be huge.

"How would I know about this kind of thing? You have to figure it out yourself!" Gui complained dissatisfiedly.

"Isn't this unreasonable?"

"Don't try to reason with a pretty girl. A pretty girl like me has been working hard day and night since childhood and is loved by everyone. Do you think I will listen to your boring reasoning?" Gui said with a proud smile.

"You should first brush off the dust on your clothes before you call yourself a beautiful girl." Yuan Qi pointed at Katsura's clothes that were covered in dust due to the fall and her messy black hair.

"It doesn't matter. Pearls will never be covered in dust." Gui said carelessly.

For duelists, becoming embarrassed by a duel is normal, and no one feels ashamed or embarrassed about it.

"He actually defeated that arrogant brat without even using Pearl Tears. Contestant Yuan Qi is truly formidable!"

"Ahem, keep your voice down. That's Miss Gui. Yuan Qi can win, but we may not."

"Stop talking about such boring things. It was so cool to see you kill me just now. Who wants to duel with me?"

"Come on, come on, you want to top it, right? This will satisfy you!"

"Envy. I still have some documents to sort out this afternoon, so I'm running now."

The crowd that came to join in the fun slowly dispersed. They were not members of the special operations team and did not have that much time to hang around.

Miao Yan also took advantage of this opportunity to quietly leave the duel arena. He had come here just because he heard that Yuan Qi was dueling. Now that he had seen the duel, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

"The Magic Dessert is indeed quite powerful, but that's all." Miao Yan concluded after watching the duel. "The reason for our last failure was obviously because those two guys were too weak. We need to send someone stronger..."

"Wait, if it's that guy, maybe it can work!" Miao Yan suddenly thought of something, and the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, revealing a ferocious smile, "Sorry, former team member 7, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having something you shouldn't have!"

Yuan Qi, who was standing in the center of the duel arena, seemed to sense something. He suddenly turned his head to look at the exit, but only saw a thin figure disappearing inside the door.

"What's wrong?" Gui asked.

"No, I just had a feeling that someone was watching me." Yuan Qi frowned.

"You are a well-known figure, so it's normal for one or two people to target you." Gui rolled his eyes, looking like "Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Is that so?" Yuan Qi scratched his hair, somewhat suspiciously.

"That's it. Okay, my three hours are up. I'm leaving now. Newbie, keep up the good work!" Gui stuck out her pink little tongue and left the spot in a hurry.

Although she said she didn't care, as a girl, how could she allow herself to be covered in dust? She had to go back and take a shower!

"It's Miao Yan." After returning to the empty office, Ai, who had been silent all the time, spoke.

"Miao Yan?" Yuan Qi raised his eyebrows. "What's going on?"

"That guy secretly came to watch your duel. He probably wanted to assess your strength and then secretly attack you." Ai's cute little face showed disgust and made a throat-slitting gesture. "How about we secretly use a dark duel tonight to kill him..."

"Hey, hey, hey, is this what a God of Duel should say?" Yuan Qi couldn't help but interrupt, "When did you become the Dark God of Duel?"

"The God of Dark Duel is just a part of me." Ai said with his hands on his hips. "Besides, isn't it your philosophy to strike first and gain the upper hand?"

"Initiating a dark duel is unethical, isn't it?" Yuan Qi decisively refused. "Besides, Ms. Nineteen is still in his hands."

"Do we have to take the initiative to get beaten? That's too frustrating!" Ai pouted dissatisfiedly.

Yuan Qi gently touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "You have a point... Then I'll find an opportunity to have a normal duel with him, and then beat him up in front of everyone."

"It's better to do it today than to wait for a day!"

"Stop messing around, we have a duel today." Yuan Qi looked at the several card decks on the table and hesitated.

He now has a total of four decks: Dessert, Pearl Tears, Migrating Bird and... Self-Play.

What deck should I use to duel with Shigure?

"Let's use this one," Ai said, pointing to one of the decks. "I just printed some new cards to add to it."

As she spoke, Ai stretched out her little hand, and several brand new cards appeared in her hand.

Yuan Qi's eyes lit up, but he quickly gave a helpless smile and said, "In that case, I'm afraid we'll have to modify the structure again."

"Let me help you revise it, and try to finish it before getting off work." Ai patted his flat chest, expressing his willingness to lend a helping hand to Yuan Qi.

"it is good."

The clock ticked, and when the short hand pointed to five o'clock, the office door was suddenly pushed open.

Yuan Qi subconsciously turned around and saw a hook-nosed man wearing a monocle walking in with a gloomy face.

"Excuse me, are you..."

"Tail, you can just call me Mr. Taier." Taier looked Yuan Qi up and down and said, "Are you the Yuan Qi contestant? Are you using some kind of shielding item? I can't sense your dueling power at all."

Yuan Qi frowned and asked with some displeasure, "Mr. Taier, do you have to test the dueling power of every person you just meet?"

"I apologize if I offended you," Thiel said, his face showing no regret. "It's just that something happened recently that made me a little sensitive."

"Is that so? Can I ask what it is?" Yuan Qi seemed to have thought of something and asked with his eyelids lowered.

"Sorry, I can't tell you. You don't have enough authority." Tyr refused expressionlessly.

"Really? Then let me guess, is there a duelist who clearly doesn't..."

"Qi!" Ai quickly reached out her hand to cover Yuan Qi's mouth and whispered in his ear, "We can't arouse suspicion at this time."

"What do you want to say?" Taier asked Yuan Qi, who was suddenly stuck.

"nothing."

Yuan Qi smiled softly, put the assembled card deck on the table into his waist and said, "My duty time is up today, so I'll be leaving now."

"Well, come before eight tomorrow. I have a task for you." Taier said lightly.

"Shouldn't Mr. Avis be the one to tell me the mission?" Yuan Qi raised his eyebrows.

"It was Mr. Avis who asked me to contact you." Tell handed a stack of documents to Yuan Qidao. "Your mission tomorrow is to assist the members of Team Five in apprehending a group of extremely heinous criminal gangs. Be prepared in advance."

"Group 5... I understand." Yuan Qi nodded and took the document.

Miao Yan acted really quickly, and he showed up in just a few hours.

Chapter 44: Summer Days Are Always Longer

The days are always longer in summer.

It was clearly six o'clock, but the dim sunset was still hanging on the distant skyline.

"According to ancient books, this is the time of demons. Some evil spirits and ghosts will appear at this time to confuse and seduce human souls." The girl was wearing gorgeous clothes and sitting on a chair on the balcony, watching the sunset in the distance.

"Really? Then Your Majesty, do you think that this evil spirit or ghost like me has hooked your soul?" The man sitting opposite the girl said lightly.

"Even if I were a woman, I wouldn't be interested in a little girl like you." Isa took a sip of hot tea and looked at the little girl in front of her.

"That's such a pity. I thought a lot of people would like me like this." Baiban said this, but there was no trace of disappointment on his cute face.

"So, what does the president of my God-Forsaken Mutual Aid Association want to talk to me about? Is there a shortage of funds again?" Isa raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

"The Forsaken of God don't need much financial aid. What they need are more jobs and sufficient social status." Bai Ban said calmly with her delicate red lips slightly opened.

"I can find a job, but social status...are you kidding?" Isa looked at the whiteboard with pity. "Duelers are the mainstream of this society. Those who can't duel are like disabled people. It's good enough if they're not looked at with strange eyes."

Whiteboard didn't argue. Instead, he silently stretched out his scallion-white fingers and stacked the colorful macarons on the tray one by one into a pyramid. Then, pointing to the top of the pyramid, he said, "This is the ruling class, or should we say the management class? In short, they occupy a large amount of resources with a small number of people, and live a life that most people can only dream of."

Then the whiteboard pointed to the bottom of the pyramid and said, "This is the common people. They perform grassroots work in society and are also the foundation of society. Once the foundation is destroyed, the entire pyramid will also be destroyed."

Then Baiban gently slid his hand up and down the pyramid and said, "Some commoners rise to the middle class or even the ruling class through hard work, while some rulers are eliminated and relegated to the bottom class due to struggle. Regardless of whether this structure is reasonable or correct, it can be considered a stable social structure."

"Well, there are two problems now." Baiban raised two fingers and said, "The first is class stratification."

"If the lower class wants to rise to the upper class, they must do so by becoming a powerful duelist. Otherwise, no matter how much wealth or knowledge you have, you will never be as good as a powerful duelist in the eyes of others." Baiban seemed a little thirsty when he said this, and took a sip of black tea, but soon frowned and lowered his eyebrows.

Not sweet.

"But that's the problem. What does it take to become a strong duelist? Technique? Mindset? Perseverance?" Whiteboard said in a low voice, "None of them."

"It's a powerful card."

"Hard work? Hard work is completely useless. Unless you're exceptionally gifted, no matter how hard a commoner tries, they can't possibly defeat the ruling class who control powerful cards," Whiteboard said. "If this continues for a long time, society will lose its vitality, and conflicts will arise between classes. I don't need to explain what will happen then, right?"

Isa raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "Continue."

"The second question is, in some ways, even more serious than the first," Bai Ban said sternly. "Don't you think society gives too much credit to duelists?"

"By becoming a powerful duelist, you can join the upper class. In other words, this is the only obvious way for you to rise. Even if you don't become a powerful duelist, being a decent duelist can allow you to live a comfortable and respected life."

"So everyone wants to be a duelist, and everyone becomes one. Kids these days aren't learning literacy and math, or geography, but dueling in school." Baiban paused, looking directly at Isa. "Don't you think this is ridiculous and dangerous?"

Isa was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I will reduce the number of duel academies and add some of the schools you mentioned."

"It's useless." Bai Ban shook his head. "The child's parents wouldn't send their child to that kind of school."

As he spoke, Baiban reached out and pulled out a macaron from the bottom of the pyramid. "If this happens, everyone will become a duelist, and no one will be willing to do that kind of low-level work."

As the macarons at the bottom were pulled out, the entire pyramid collapsed.

"It's simple." Isa said slowly, "Just cut some of the duelists' salaries and force them to do low-level jobs."

"When you're hungry, you'll naturally work obediently." Isa reached out and took the macarons from the whiteboard, stacked them on the lower layer of the pyramid, and then slowly rebuilt the pyramid.

"Very good. Then, as treatment declines, the social status of duelists will also decline. This distorted social reality of 'dueling above all else' might even disappear. People will gradually realize that even if they don't become duelists or don't duel, it doesn't seem to matter. Social mobility between the upper and lower classes will no longer rely on dueling, and society will become more stable and beautiful. This is cause for celebration." Bai Ban clapped his hands and praised expressionlessly, "As expected of Your Majesty, you are indeed smarter than I am."

Isa frowned. She knew that the whiteboard was not praising her, but she also knew how stupid what she had said was.