I'm a poker player, not a Yu-Gi-Oh!

"A life without war, without hunger, without discrimination, without oppression. The old will have their end, the strong will be useful, the young will have their own growth, and the widowed, widowed, lonely, alone, and disabled will all be provided for... And, you will always The world around me. How do you feel about this world?"

"...Who wants...to be by your side!///"

[Blue Eyes White Dragon Bond: 96 → 97 (Intimate)]

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Chapter 157 30 Free is the most expensive

Late at night, Ninety-nine Houses.

Kujiu Yuma was currently lying on his hammock, staring at the ceiling in a daze with his big eyes.

Everything that happened that day seemed like a dream, and Yuma was in a trance.

First, a month ago, he was admitted to the dueling academy that had been established for a very short time but was already famous all over the world: Star Pupil Duel Academy with incredible excellent results (dense fog).

After that, the principal, who seemed very cordial, came to visit him personally and talked with his grandmother and sister for half an hour. After that, his ban on dueling was lifted and he could duel freely like other children. Great!

And I was also told that there will be an exhibition match at the opening ceremony in a month! Great! ! ! Although I’ve been having weird dreams lately, it’s still good! ! !

Then on the day of the exhibition match, when he pushed open the huge door in his strange dream, everything became super-expanded - the ghost of a duelist covered in blue! Bad! The card that makes people go berserk, the [No.] card, is bad! ! Super criminals wreak havoc! Bad! ! !

Ah, but I was quite happy that I defeated the shark in the final duel...that's weird! I used [No.] and it got stuck! And he was also haunted by a blue ghost! Yabai yo Yabai!

Yuma felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at the ghost floating beside him, calling himself "Astral Body" and emitting blue light. His whole body turned gray.

"To reiterate, I am not a ghost. My name is Astral, and I am... a duelist." Astral lowered his head and looked down into Yuma's eyes, emphasizing.

"Observation 1: Human beings are afraid of the unknown."

"Isn't that natural!?" Covering his head with a quilt, Yuma wailed in a low voice, "You are already a ghost, quickly pack your luggage and travel around the world! Why are you pestering me!!!"

"Answer: I need to collect [No.] cards, which contain my memories. And, for unknown reasons, I can't seem to leave you too far. Also, Yuma. Cover your head with a quilt, this is human What a wonderful way to treat guests."

"Ha!? How can a guy like you who talks to himself and breaks into a house privately without being seen by others be a guest——"

"I think I am indeed not a good 'guest', Kujiu Yuma." The window was opened, and the late summer evening breeze blew into the room, bringing a bit of coolness. But what was even worse than the chill was the sound that sounded like a ghost wailing from the Nine Netherworld, as if there was a lump of phlegm stuck in his throat.

Kujiu Yuma suddenly opened the quilt and saw the jet-black battle suit. The eyes on the helmet emitted an ominous red light in the darkness, like a manta ray crawling in the abyss. Super hero - Black Manta!

"Wow wow wow!!! I...I don't know anything!" The superhero he admired was right in front of him, but his guilty conscience still made Yuma hug the quilt and wailed, "Everything is the fault of that guy over there called Astral. To be honest, I don’t know anything!”

"Yuma, what time is it? Go to bed quickly!!!!" A demonic roar sounded from downstairs. It's his sister, Ninety-nine Mingli. You obviously didn’t sleep either!

"Shh~" Black Manta made a gesture and pressed a button on his belt. There was a "buzz" sound, and Yuma felt a slight pain in his ears. Then nothing happened.

"Okay, now other people won't hear our conversation." Black Manta nodded, wrapped himself in a dark cloak, and the 1.8-meter-tall man looked down at Yuma, "Now, we We can have a good talk.”

"Alas... alas..." Yuma knelt on the ground in a sitting position, looking uneasy, "Well... I've said it before, I don't know anything. Everything is caused by this self-proclaimed astral body. The ghost of…”

"Negative. I am not a ghost, but a duelist." Astral reiterated his race, and then looked at the mysterious Black Manta with curious and solemn eyes. The duelist's instinct told him that the strange man in front of him with strange clothes was... extremely powerful, and he held the No. card! More than one!

"Wait a moment." Black Manta pressed several buttons on his belt. Then a small ball popped out of it, spinning rapidly, using unknown rays to scan and compose the entire room, and transmitted it directly to his helmet.

"...I see. Indeed, besides you and me, there is an energy non-entity in this room." Black Manta nodded slowly in the direction of the astral body, "My naked eyes cannot capture your It exists, but it seems that it can be done with some small means.”

"So, as the guardian of this city and human civilization, I want to have a good chat with you, the visitor from another world, the astral body. Yuma, can I ask you to be the mouthpiece of the astral body?"

"Huh? Huh? Okay, I get it!"

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The conversation lasted about ten minutes. After signing the three words "Black Manta" on the cardboard as a reward, Hoshimi Hitomi turned around and left the 99th house with full of style. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for the superhero Black Manta to climb through the window and leave.

This conversation was pleasant and the atmosphere was not tense. But correspondingly, there was no progress. I forgot where I came from. I don't know why I came. What I want to do is collect No. cards. What will happen after I collect them all? I don't know. Where did Hope Double come from? I don't know.

Basically, Black Manta asked questions and Astral answered, but he didn't know anything.

As for whether he was satisfied or not, of course he was not satisfied. He promised to keep Astral's secrets and paid an autograph - is Hoshimi Hitomi's autograph so easy to get? Paradox paid his out-of-print D round, and Kaiba took over the whole world from him. As we all know, the free things in this world are the most expensive.

That autograph, just treat it as an advance payment. Yuma and Astral will be returned sooner or later - of course, not to Black Manta.

The nail gun in his hand shot out a rope to hook the Manta fighter in the sky, and Black Manta's figure merged with the night and disappeared into the darkness.

The situation is still under his control. At present.

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In Yuma's room, Astral watched Black Manta flip out of the window at a very fast speed and disappear into the night.

Yuma turned his head to drink a sip of water, and when he looked back, he found that Black Manta was gone: "Huh? Astral, is Black Manta gone?"

After getting Black Manta's confirmation that Astral did not die because of the duel defeat, the resentful duelist ghost, he was not as repulsive to Astral as he was at the beginning, and only regarded him as a poor guy who lost his memory that only he could see.

Astral turned his head, and a serious look appeared on his face, which should have been as pure and flawless as a baby. His tone was also rarely tinged with a bit of solemnity: "Yuma, try not to have too much contact with the man just now. He is... very dangerous."

"... ah? Oh, anyway, I hardly see him... probably." Yuma agreed with this point. Black Manta always pursues super criminals, which means that where he appears must be where there are super criminals. Although Black Manta has many fans, most of them are not to the point of risking their lives for chasing stars.

Yuma himself also hopes that it would be best if he never meets Black Manta in his life. But when he thinks of Astral, the existence of the three No. cards in his hand, and those super criminals who collect No. cards for unknown reasons, he feels that he is jumping back and forth on the edge of the dead line. He can't help but sigh.

Astral looks out the window. Even though some of its brilliance was taken away by artificial lights, the starry sky was still bright and magnificent, as if the stars were curiously looking at the world with countless pairs of pupils.

‘Observation result 2, Black Manta… is extremely dangerous. Be alert. ’

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No words were spoken all night.

The insane asylum on the outskirts of Xinyuan City is affectionately called “prison” by citizens and superheroes led by Black Manta. Although the names and duties of the two are very different, their actual functions are the same now, that is, to detain those super criminals with abnormal mental health.

This nameless hospital on the outskirts of the city does not give people any feeling of cleanliness or neatness. Outside each window, there are dozens of iron railings as thick as wrists, preventing patients inside from escaping. No matter day or night, there are armed personnel heavily guarding and on alert at all times. And the screams and hysterical laughter that come from time to time make anyone stay away.

Because almost all super criminals have been issued "mental abnormality" certificates, both imprisonment and death penalty violate the spirit of humanitarianism. Amagi Fika, who was also troubled by this, accepted the proposal of his loyal subordinate Yuzuo. In the suburbs, this nameless lunatic asylum was built directly according to the specifications of the prison to imprison these super criminals.

Therefore, the name "prison" is actually very appropriate here.

And this gloomy, cold, and isolated "prison" from human society. Although very few, but occasionally, there will be visitors. Of course, the visitors are not really related to those super criminals, but... have other intentions.

"Well... Your son's physical condition is very normal. Healthy... or rather, too healthy." A middle-aged man... wearing a white coat, who gave people the feeling of a crazy doctor in both appearance and tone, stretched out his dry and narrow fingers like chicken claws, flipped through the medical records in his hand, and muttered, "Yes, yes... these boring data can't tell you anything."

"Specifically, we need to see if there is something wrong with your son's inner self. Yes, yes, specifically... dissection hahahahahahaha!"

When the weirdo just stood up with a wild laugh and took out the dissection knife he got from nowhere, Ling Ya punched him in the face, knocking him against the wall and making a big hole. The weirdo slid down like a ball of mud, making a "Bia Ji" sound.

"... There is no doubt, Ling Ya. Something unusual is happening to you." Hoshimi Hitomi under the helmet narrowed her eyes slightly, "After touching the No. card, your strength, speed, reflex nerves, etc. have been further enhanced."

"I can assert that your current physical fitness has completely crushed your father. Even... it is comparable to the first generation of Black Manta, who directly received the power of thousands of masters. This is... unusual, even incredible. Because, after all, human endurance has its limits."

Ling Ya slowly retracted his fist, his eyes flickering. He pondered for a while, slowly spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "... What do you mean? You suspect that I... am not human? Do you want to lock me up and slice me for research? I-huh, sorry. I was too excited."

"You don't have to apologize. No matter who is in your position, they can't stay calm." Xing Jiantong said in a deep voice, "But we need to figure out the problem with you first."

Xing Jiantong stepped forward, grabbed the collar of the weirdo and lifted him up. Then he punched him in the face: "Quack, time to get up!"

This punch contained the effect of the magic card "Goblin's Secret Medicine", so although it looked heavy, it made the weirdo regain consciousness: "Ah, ah! Don't hit my face!"

Ignoring the weirdo's wailing, Xing Jiantong punched him twice more, and then loosened his collar: "The instruments you need are ready. Now, let's start the physical examination."

"Okay, okay... You are the patient's family member, you have the final say. The medical dispute is justified, the medical dispute is justified--"

"Bang!" Another punch. This time, the weirdo completely shut up, and was obediently held by Xing Jiantong by the collar and moved to another position.

...

The first floor of the "prison" is actually not the real bottom floor. Under a painting at the corner, there is a mechanism leading to the secret passage in the basement. This secret passage existed when the "prison" was first built, and its purpose was to facilitate some inhumane interrogation behaviors.

At this moment, in this dark and damp basement, the cruel torture instruments that made people sweat just by looking at them have been cleared away, and instead, a lot of very high-tech instruments have been placed. Thanks to Dr. Tiancheng Fika for the friendly information provided, and also thanks to the jade throne for selflessly stealing and self-funded assembly and delivery services.

The crazy doctor-like weirdo debugged several machines and nodded with satisfaction: "Very accurate, no problem. We can start at any time."

"Then, come on. If you want to know what effect the No. card will have on you, we have to observe that moment for sure." Hoshimi Hitomi threw her cloak and unfolded the duel disk on her arm, "Just in time to see if you have made any progress."

"... Hum, just what I want." Ling Ya, who was wrapped in pipes all over his body, stood opposite Hoshimi Hitomi and also raised the duel disk. Then, he took out a package wrapped in dozens of layers from his belt, carefully opened it, and revealed a card in it.

Then, add it to the extra card group.

After waiting for about half a minute, nothing happened. After a sigh of relief, Ryoga Kamishiro also unfolded the duel disk.

"Then, come on--"

"DUEL!!!" × 2

[Hoshimi Hitomi LP: 8000]

[Ryoga LP: 8000]

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Chapter 158 31 I'm a Phoenix player, you're a chef, we both have a bright future

"DUEL!!!" × 2

[Hoshimi Hitomi LP: 8000, Roll Point: 2]

[Ryoga LP: 8000, Roll Point: 4]

"Then, I'll take the first attack!" Ryoga said in a deep voice, pulling out 5 initial cards from the top of the deck. At this moment, he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart: heavy, nervous, urgent, and... fear of the unknown.

His hand cards, and enough to summon the No. given by Hoshimi Hitomi. If it was a stuck hand, it would be better...

Hoshimi Hitomi on the opposite side... Black Manta silently rubbed his hand cards without even looking up. The weird doctor on the side was busy collecting data and had no time to care about other things. His sister Rio was still struggling with the false clues left by Nidhogg in the manta ray nest. At this moment, Kamiyo Ryoga suddenly felt a sense of loneliness: as if he was the only one left in the world.

"If you are afraid, don't summon No., the scavenger." A low and hoarse voice sounded, like the wailing of a ghost in the underworld, "If you are afraid, the cards that can be controlled will also go out of control and run away."

"No., in the final analysis, is just a card containing unknown power. Use a spirit that has been tempered for thousands of times to control it, and you will never be swallowed by the card."

"... Tsk, it's so simple!" Ryoga spat, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. Although Hoshimi Hitomi is still the same, she likes to say a lot of empty nonsense, but - it really works. His pounding heart has begun to gradually return to calm.

In countless dangerous challenges before, Hoshimi Hitomi always gave advice. As long as we follow his advice, we will be able to turn danger into safety - Kamishiro Ryoga, the scavenger is so sure. And now, nothing will change!

It's just a card - I'll show you how to control it!

"Main Phase 1, activate the magic card: Countdown to the End! Pay 2000 LP to activate. After 20 turns of this card being activated, I win this duel!" It's a show of force right from the start! Kamishiro Ryoga played the victory declaration card in Yu-Gi-Oh, which can be said to be the simplest and most difficult to achieve the conditions.

The reason why it is the simplest is that after activating this card, you don't have to do anything at all, just wait for 20 turns. And the reason why it is the most difficult is that in most cases, a duel cannot last that long.

As the countdown to the end takes effect, a feeling of Darkmos's sword hanging over her head appears in Hoshimi Hitomi's heart. Above the heads of the two, a circle of 20 fireballs appears, like a countdown to the end of the world, shining with ominous flames.