My card guy, not Yu-Gi-Oh!

【Winner: Malik】

In the real world, Malik didn't rush to the next match, but took off the LV mirror suddenly, with a happy expression on his face: "...Can it still be like this!?"

Regardless of other things, he wrote a [-]-word short composition as quickly as possible, titled "There is no need to presuppose victory!" ", which put forward the concept of "much more efficient self-destruction", and mentioned all the self-injury cards he knew, including [Evil God Machine] [Great Mediocre Ghost] [Thunder Immortal God] [God's Proclamation], etc., and then One-click forwarding to major platforms.

After that, Malik didn't waste any time, but immediately re-logged into LINK VRAINS to start a new round of matching.What he didn't know was that the article he wrote spread rapidly on all major platforms, was viewed by millions of people in a very short period of time, and the number of likes overwhelmingly dominated the hot searches.

After that, the number of Duelists who used the high-quality self-destruction card group to self-destruction increased exponentially, making the "Salvation Cup" completely become the "First Self-destruction Cup" for scoring points.

Well, in order to commemorate this grand event where the whole world let go of their prejudices and worked together to save the nation, the "Self-Explosion Cup" will be held every year on the same day of the same month, to compare who exploded faster and better, and even developed into a global event. The sex festival is another story.

……

"Score victory... Yoshi. In this way, technology, conquest, culture, diplomacy, religion, plus a brand new score. The six ways to win are grand slam, within the city!"

In the enchantment sealed by the power of the source number and isolated from the inside and outside, Atum said with a smile.

"...Even video games are not your opponent." Jouchi shook his head helplessly, "As expected of King Sa, the game technology is first-class."

"Of course, I can't shame me and AIBO's title of 'Game King'..."

Atum's tone paused slightly.

"In the city... AIBO, how is he doing? How are you doing... how are you doing?"

"...Yuyou. It's very good." With his arm resting on his pillow, he looked up at the sky, "After being taken captive by Hoshimi to another universe, Kyoko proposed to Yuyu at our instigation, and Yuyu was coy and wanted to refuse , was tied up by us and taken into a small dark room, and was alone with Xingzi, and they lived together after they came out. But they haven't had a child yet, and Grandpa has some complaints about this."

"Now...Because I am forced to be tied to you, the game should be taking my place, busy with Xingjian's plan."

"...It's really rough. For AIBO, this is a bit too exciting." As he said this, the corners of Atum's mouth couldn't help but rise, feeling the joy and comfort from the bottom of his heart for the success of AIBO's life.

"Hoshimi's plan...Joinouchi, you said his ultimate goal is for world peace, but all I see is the fear he brought to the world. What exactly does he want to do?"

"Hmm... I don't really understand, but that bastard Kaima was full of praise for Hoshimi's plan, as if he had wanted to do it a long time ago." Jouchi squeezed his chin, lost in memory.

"Xingjian believes that human beings have a kind of inferiority, which suppresses the shining points of human nature and makes people ugly. Therefore, it is necessary to establish an 'foreign enemy', one that forces all human beings to face it together. The 'foreign enemy' that will wipe out the entire army, only in this way can human beings understand each other."

"However, he handled things too well and led the human race forward too fast. When he looked around, he found that he was no longer qualified to be that 'foreign enemy'."

"Therefore, he chose...to do it by himself. Xingjian seems to be experienced in this."

"... Sociology +3, farewell." Atum couldn't help but support his forehead.He felt that based on his experience as a pharaoh in the feudal era, it seemed that he couldn't keep up with Hitomi Hoshimi's thoughts at all.

"Okay, let's not mention that first. How far has your plan progressed?"

"Well, it's in the final stage." Jouchi raised the PAID in his hand like a king.What is presented on the web page is an overwhelming "self-explosion strategy".

[Note: The cost of blood can be paid until death, but it cannot be activated when the amount of blood that needs to be paid is higher than your remaining LP! 】

[Don't let the entertainment partner pop up anymore!Please! ! ! 】

[Is it self-destructing only if blood is drawn to death?Self-explosion is such an inconvenience!Machine Dragon Generator, Hippo Carnival, Attack and Detonate! 】

[XXX profiteers are frying Lei Xianshen and making the country rich, netizens report it together with me! ! ! 】

... and so on, densely packed, countless.Of course, only a small number of "Martians" posting with belated awareness, more duelists are struggling to (self) fight (explode) in order to welcome back the proud survivors from another universe.

Even if they try their best, the value they can contribute is still only a small and inconspicuous bit.But even so, everyone is still working hard in their own way.For the continuation of life, for the continuation of the race, for the continuation of the future.

Fighting with Overlord, and Triple Zero!

"... so powerful, really... so powerful."

Atum stood behind the city, looking at the duel energy bar rising at an incredible speed, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart.

To be able to mobilize 30 billion people to work together... Hitomi Hoshimi, the "King of Stars", even if he is not sitting on the throne at this time, he still uses his wisdom and strength to mobilize the world. duelist.Even Pharaoh Atum couldn't help admiring this kind of means and courage.It is impossible for any king, emperor, or pope in the world not to sigh.

What no one has been able to do since ancient times: to conquer the world, by a young boy, in essence, achieved it!

"However, it's almost beginning to appear. Shadows crawling in the dark."

Jouchi poked PAID, and clicked on the previous post criticizing profiteers.I saw that most of the replyers below were gnashing their teeth and scolding the profiteers, wishing to hang them all on the street lights, but there were also some incongruous sounds, like ink dripping into the water, spreading rapidly.

[The teachers and students of Duel Academy are human beings, and profiteers are also human beings, they all have to eat, no one is more noble than the other, there is no need for this. 】

【If you want me to say, the people of Duel Academy are a bunch of burdens. If they mobilize so many people to rescue the whole world, they might be spies of the King of the Overlord, trying to consume our vital strength. 】

[This is nothing more than a political show. The high-ranking politicians wantonly waste taxpayers' money, and there is no telling how much black money is laundered.They are all traitors! 】

【…】

"...This is..." Atum frowned slightly.Is there a problem with the direction of public opinion?Impossible, Hitomi Hoshimi shouldn't have made this kind of mistake... Plus what Jouchi said before, the shadow crawling in the dark...

He did it on purpose, for... fishing?

He only heard Cheng Nei humming twice, and rubbed his nose proudly.

"As the light of disintegration and DARKNESS approach, the consciousness of the stars begins to activate, and the species called 'humanity' has also entered a state of preparation. This state will subconsciously affect people all over the world, allowing them to fight against foreign enemies, Report it with [-]% enthusiasm and put your heart and soul into it.”

"In other words, those who sing against the tune at this time are definitely not 'people'."

"The purpose of Xingjian's arrangement of this event is not only to let the world eliminate the barriers between each other and lay the foundation for the future, but also to... wipe out all the cancers hidden in human society!"

"How about it, Atum? Do you want to go to the special seats to watch the battle with me?"

158 Hua Tuo Reborn

In the virtual electronic world, the score cup competition with self-destruction as the main theme is in full swing.

"Yoxi, this hand is okay! If you're lucky, it will be over in one round!" A duelist looked at his 5 initial hand cards and couldn't help but smile.Being able to help others and get a bonus from the government is such a good thing, and normal people with no mental distortions are still willing to contribute.

The opponent is wearing a Duel Academy uniform and is one of the survivors. The "self-explosion" method of scoring points was originally spread from survivors, so the duelists did not worry about the opponent's random hand-to-hand pit, and activated the magic card with confidence.

"[Entertainment partner pops up]! Send 3 cards from your hand to the graveyard..."

However, just as he was about to draw a card to sell blood, the survivor on the opposite side waved his hand and interrupted his movement: "Hui Liuli!"

"—Nani!?"

The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he watched the big-foreheaded aunt rush forward, punching through the magic card he activated, and the effect was nullified.The subsequent drawing of cards and burning blood will naturally not take effect.

And because the man sent 3 cards to the tomb as cost, there is only one card left in his hand at this time.

"...What are you doing!"

The man is a little annoyed.On the one hand, this is a huge waste of time, on the other hand, as a survivor, the people outside are doing their best to help, but the people inside are making trouble-this is bullshit! ?

"Damn... I pay 3000 LP and special summon [Thunder God]! The round is over!"

The man had no choice but to end his round.Surrender is not counted in the number of times, and now we can only bite the bullet.

"It's my turn, draw a card." The corner of the survivor's mouth in school uniform raised viciously, "Activate the magic card, [Soul Capturer]. Destroy the [Thunder God], and the opponent's LP will recover 1000. Then because of [Thunder God] 】Destroyed by my effect, the opponent's LP will recover 5000 again."

"... Nani!?" The man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he watched his LP recover a full 6000 points, which was higher than the initial 8000 points, and had already broken through [-].

"You're screwing—"

"Activate a magic card, temporarily truce. Both sides draw 1, until the end of the next round, the LP we receive becomes 0. Cover 3 more cards, and the round ends."

"...Gee, it's my turn!" The man gritted his teeth and pulled out the card fiercely with a sullen face.

"At this moment, the card drawing stage. Activate the trap card, [gift card], 3 pieces. The opponent's LP, restore 9000..."

The duelist in school uniform didn't finish his sentence.The moment the three [Gift Cards] were opened, the man had disconnected from the internet.

The dark green 0 and 1 faded away like a tide, revealing the real world.The man was sitting on the sofa in his living room, with nowhere to vent his anger.

"...This is shit!"

The annoyed man immediately logged on to the webpage, and under the sulking in his heart, edited a small composition and sent it to the large forum.

[Some people really don't deserve to be saved! 】

This post was pinned to the top by the forum administrator and received likes in a short period of time.There were many duelists who left messages during the intermission. They encountered a similar situation during the duel. Survivors wearing duel academy uniforms used a lot of LP recovery cards to prevent them from exploding again and again, as if to say "please To survive", Hua Tuo was not as kind and patient as them.

If it was an ordinary cup game, it could be said that everyone has their own ambitions and there will always be fun, so everyone just laughed it off... But this Salvation Cup is to save you survivors, and the whole world has spent a huge amount of money. The cup competition held by human and material resources!Do you survivors do this, are you worthy of those of us who have contributed! ?

The comments in the post were full of righteous indignation and complaints, full of gunpowder.And such posts are not an isolated case, but exist in all major forums, triggering a lot of discussions.Sensitive people can feel that a terrifying storm is brewing, waiting for the moment of complete detonation.

"Hehehe... That's it. Be angry, be annoyed, in this way, the seeds of darkness will bloom and disperse among humans."

In the LV space, the image of the duelist wearing the uniform of the Dueling Academy was blurred for a while, revealing his original appearance: a white man in military uniform.He waved his hand across the controversial posts on various forums, and liked the radical remarks one by one. His smile was cold and dark, and his eyes were dark and dark, like abysses like prisons.

"Hmph, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest. The destruction of all civilizations begins with discordant voices within. Soon, this small disharmony will turn into riots, civil strife, and war. Doubt, hatred, and dark seeds will blossom and bear fruit in human civilization... it won't be long, soon... very soon..."

"That's right, heh heh... soon, soon."

The light flickered, and a figure in a black suit appeared out of thin air. It was the missing president of Wanzhangmu Group: Wanzhangmu Changzuo.In his eyes, there is the same dark surge as the white man, and he is also one of the lackeys of DARKNESS.

The white man glanced up at him, and couldn't help pursing his mouth: "We actually met each other, there are obviously 30 billion duelists... Forget it, small probability events always happen—"

Before he could finish speaking, another burst of light flickered, and another figure entered the duel room that should only allow two duelists to enter.There are also dark shadows flowing in his eyes, and he is also one of the humans replaced by Mr.T.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, staring at each other, all fell into silence for a while.

what happened?

This is not over.I only heard a series of "swipe, swipe..." sounds.In a very short period of time, a large number of duelists poured into this narrow room, constantly compressing the activity space, and finally crowded like sardine cans, so dense that no one could move a finger.

And each of these sardines has dark shadows flowing deep in their eyes, proving their identities.

All of them are hidden piles that DARKNESS drove into human beings!

"...Nani!?"

"What exactly happened!?"

"We...were wiped out in one go!?"

Noisy voices disturbed each other, and Mr.T disguised in various shapes exchanged information and expressed their opinions, turning the narrow virtual room into the hustle and bustle of a vegetable market.

"Okay, shut up!" A moderate snarl overwhelmed all the noise, causing Mr.Ts to shut up and look towards the source of the voice.There was a sound of Mr. T in a black Duel Academy uniform, disguised as a sharp-eyed Mr. T, and took the leader's position with a natural attitude.

"Stop making noise! ​​Don't forget that this is the virtual world of LINK VRAINS, no matter what the situation is, just return to reality! Is your logout button a decoration, idiot?"

"Hey, quasi-ren, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you dare to give orders to your brother-don't look at me, I'm playing the role of Wanzhangmu Changzuo, and I will say such things at this time."

Ignoring the gazes from the surrounding Mr.Ts, the man in the black suit reluctantly pulled out his hand, called out the main menu of the projection, and pulled it to the bottom corner.Under normal circumstances, the logout button, marked with a big red button, just lies there quietly.

"……Um?"

An unbelievable sound came out of his nose, and Wanzhang's eyes widened suddenly.The logout button, which had never been abnormal before, was showing a gloomy gray color at this moment. No matter how he touched it, there was no response.

This is, is there a bug! ?

"How is it possible! We fell into a trap, idiot!" Wanzhang Muzhun roared angrily, "Who is he? He hasn't shown his body yet? He spent a lot of effort to trap us all here, and he didn't expect to starve to death. Or will we die of thirst?"

"How is it possible——I know that you, as the apostles of DARKNESS, don't need to eat or drink." There was a hint of joking in the indifferent voice.The virtual electronic world suddenly expands and expands, turning into a vast world extending to the wireless horizon.Afterwards, countless color blocks emerged and split into densely packed pixels, which were quickly filled, injecting color into the pale virtual world.

In the amazed eyes of Mr.Ts, it is as magnificent as the beginning of the universe.Soon, a vast world where the naked eye could not tell the real from the fake appeared in front of their eyes.Above the head is the gentle sky, and under the feet is the green grassland with the unique smell of green grass. The breeze blows, carrying a little sea water moisture.The huge teaching building behind it stands tall, and the stone slabs in the shape of ancient dueling monsters stand quietly on the grass, which is a soft and serene college style.

"This is……"

The Mr.Ts with human appearance couldn't help but widen their eyes.This real scenery and touch... The virtual world can actually simulate all the senses, which is exactly the same as the real world! ?

"To be precise, it is 'almost' exactly the same. If you observe carefully, you can still see subtle differences." The strange boy's voice sounded.

Wanzhang looked back suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the dark shadows in his eyes seemed to have been frightened, and they suddenly retracted into the depths of his eyes: "You are...you are! King of the Overlord, Xingjian !?"

Facing the malicious gazes of many Mr.Ts, Hoshimi Hitomi just took a step forward with a calm expression.

"Snapped!"

"Crack!"×n

But this small step caused all the dark apostles to change their expressions, and they took a big step back in unison.

"You, you, you, you...impossible, you...you should be on the moon in another universe, and receive the final adjustment of triple zero!" He roared loudly, "I got it! It's a clone, a clone of Akatsuki's aura! It's just like the Overlord game! Your body is not here! We don't need to be afraid of you!"

"...Uh... Whatever you think." Hoshimi Hitomi tilted her head, watching Mr. T's morale being raised from a negative value to a positive value, feeling a little delicate.

No, "The Myth of the King of the Overlord" is a script for the human beings in the DM universe to abandon their barriers and move forward together.

You big villain DARKNESS, no matter how you accept everything, you look like you are completely convinced! ?Did playing cards really break your brain?

Of course, this is not the case. There is only one reason why DARKNESS behaves so IQ is worrying, and that is it——

It is the will of the hive!And it is still a hive consciousness without a clear management subject!But any intelligent life that is devoured will become a part of DARKNESS's huge celestial body level body!

We all know that the power of the people is powerful, but the people need to be under the right leadership in order to unite their power and apply it in the right place.In the body of DARKNESS, all intelligent life forms, no matter they are strong or weak, old or young, rich or poor, are completely equal individuals, and there is no distinction between high and low.And this has led to the fact that in absolute freedom, the concept of "leader" does not exist.

In other words, the hive will of DARKNESS can be regarded as a huge... aggregate of troublemakers!

Isn't it a matter of course that the unscrupulous people are coaxed around by the scumbag capitalists?Racial restraint belongs to yes!

"Ah, yes, yes, I am the avatar of Overlord King Xingjian, Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..." Xing Jiantong simply gave up the meaning of explanation, and directly opened his mouth, sending out at least three soul hall elders who swallowed them alive. He sneered sinisterly, "DARKNESS, you are in the way of my eyes by living on the street! Today, I will blow you down, I want you to die, a miserable death, extremely miserable, utterly miserable!"