I'm playing cards in Yu-Gi-Oh!

"Ah, Seth, please get up too."

Yugi finally realized that he had overlooked something, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Yes." Seth saluted and stood up.

Mahad seemed to suddenly remember something and suddenly turned his head: "Mana, what are you doing in a place like this?"

Mana, who was quietly preparing to sneak away, was so frightened that she jumped up on the spot and brought out a large number of idiots behind her.

At this moment, she was planning to lower her presence and run away while the master was not paying attention. She cast a simple spell to make her group look like only black outlines, perfectly blending into the shadows of the environment... ..

...However, he was still discovered by Master Master.

At this time, they suddenly jumped out after being called by Mahad. They were all black and looked like Xiao Hei in Conan, and their appearance was very funny.

Good guy, Xiao Hei's part-time job has expanded from the detective set to the card playing set?

You Yu has watched classic animations like Conan to some extent, and he is also deeply impressed by the shadowy figure who has shadowed countless people's childhood. I remember seeing someone say on the forum that the real mastermind behind the entire drama was Xiao Hei. "Detective Conan" actually tells the story of the protagonist Conan making countless people become scapegoats through talking and brainwashing, and hiding the truth for Xiao Hei again and again...

Mana tugged at the hem of her skirt, nervousness written all over her face.

It’s over and I’m caught by Master Master again, what should I do?

How about pretending that I was just passing by...

But before she could speak, she heard her new friend Zaijie take the lead: "It's my fault, it's all my fault! It's all because I said I wanted to drink that magic soup, so we are here... ..."

Brother Liangchen was shocked when he saw it, and said to himself, "Fuck, Brother Jie, why are you so good at taking the blame?" So he hurried forward without saying a word: "It's my fault, please don't blame Miss Mana! I knocked the cook unconscious..."

After listening to the incoherent words between the two guys, Mahad seemed to understand a little bit what was going on. He turned around and said solemnly: "Mana!"

Mana covered her face and looked away.

She feels that these new friends are all good people, very kind and enthusiastic to her, but unfortunately they may not be very smart...

You Yu opened the forum again and took a look at the temporary live broadcast room where the price was 80% without bargaining, and then came to the game: "I probably have a grasp of Tapirang's movements here."

Yugi's eyes lit up: "Are you ready?"

He felt that he was really lucky to have You Yu by his side in this memory world. Otherwise, if he was the only one in this dark game, he would have been passively beaten, right?

"Well, there are clues." You Yu said, "But you still have to be careful, there are helpers on Tairong's side. Malik's dark personality has a small part of his soul remaining in the Millennium Wheel of Wisdom, and it seems to follow Tairong to this world of memory. Here it comes.”

"Malik?" Yugi was surprised.

Six-year-old Yan Yidi is still not cold yet?

"Yes, please be careful. Tapirang is not the only enemy."

"I see."

"Then let's prepare a little bit." You Yu glanced at the live broadcast room in the forum again and confirmed the location, "We are going to take the initiative."

...

At this time, the popularity of this live broadcast room that was registered temporarily with no counteroffer has reached its peak. Obviously, the content and title of the game he is broadcasting is more eye-catching - the title of his room at the moment is "Scavenging at the Evil God's House".

Just earlier today, Tapirang led his undead army to ransack the tomb of the late king Akkanan. They robbed a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and also dragged back the coffins of the previous pharaohs.

After living a life of robbing homes and gnawing garlic for so many days, he is finally considered a rich man!

If this was not an RPG game but real ancient times, the things he brought out from the Pharaoh's tomb during this trip would be more than enough for one person to spend a lifetime.

"Hmph, what a waste. These pharaohs are dead, and they still have to bring so many good things with them to be buried with them."

As he spoke, Tapirang was standing with his feet on the pharaoh's poor coffin board, and at the same time he was devouring a piece of raw beef.

That’s right, now he not only doesn’t have to chew garlic, he even eats beef!

congratulations.

"That's right."

One hammer, eighty without bargaining, echoed behind like a bitch, and at the same time, he dropped a sapphire into the sack he was holding.

"But you are really cautious." Malik folded his arms and said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "I have been here for so long and made so many preparations before I could fight with the Pharaoh...even In the end, it was all in vain.

I remember, you said that the victory condition is seven thousand-year-old artifacts? Hehe, it's not easy to get seven artifacts at your current pace. "

"Shut up." Tapirang rolled his eyes at him and took a hard bite of the raw beef. "I'm just waiting for the right time."

"Excellent hunters will wait for the best opportunity, and only reckless men will go up and give it for free." He continued to flatter him without counter-offering, and at the same time, he threw a pile of gold into his sack one after another.

Tapirang just pretended not to see it.

"Don't worry, Malik, you will have a chance for revenge." Tapirang smiled, "I remember that you were buried by that duel king You Yu? You must have a score to settle with him, right?"

"Huh." Malik didn't deny it.

It was You Yu who defeated his "Phoenix" combination in Duel City, turning him into the miserable state he is living in now. He does have a score to settle with the other party.

Moreover, in this operation, Tapirang has already tested it out for him, and the card of the Three Illusion Gods seems to be in Yugi's hand now. As we all know, all God Cards are unique, which means that You Yu doesn't have a Fantasy God Card in his hand now.

The six-year-old child thinks that this world of memory is the perfect stage for his revenge!

Tapirang glanced at him sideways, and kept sneering in his heart.

In his opinion, Malik is actually cannon fodder, used to help him test the depth of the enemy.

Ever since he came up with the idea that "You Yu might be Harakti's clone", the Great Evil God had been thinking about nothing but food all day long and was extremely nervous.

Yesterday, he took a short nap and fell asleep to dream. He dreamed that he had collected the seven artifacts, spanned three thousand years of time and space, and finally opened the door to the underworld for a long time and ushered in the moment of recovery.

However, the door to the underworld has just been opened. The evil god Sok stood at the door and saw You Yu with that mean smile, standing in the world looking down at him, behind him was the shining "Creator God of Light Ha" Lakti”.

"Hey." You Yu in the dream smiled and waved to him, "You're finally awake. How about we make some gestures?"

So Suok thought for a moment, then silently retreated into the underworld... and closed the door behind him.

Well, although he kept telling himself that the "Harakti's clone" thing was just his baseless delusion, just thinking about this possibility made him scared.

We must confirm the identity of You Yu!

But if the other party was really Harakti, he would be too timid to test it.

So a certain six-year-old boy who knew nothing about the world became the perfect candidate!

Tapirang secretly glanced at the six-year-old who was looking very proud, and sneered in his heart.

Humph, he was just a six-year-old kid after all, the kind who helped count the money after being sold.

As he spoke, the sack in his hand was already full. However, he skillfully tied a knot at the mouth of the bag, then took out another sack from nowhere, flattened it, opened it, reached out and threw an alchemy statue into his sack.

There is a posture of really wanting to evacuate the great evil god's lair.

The word "well" began to appear on Tapirang's forehead.

If labor and management don't speak, you really think I don't exist, right?