People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 120 Friend Position Dispute

At the four-party meeting, a long table was solemnly placed in the center. Hu Ji stared at the rankings, like a stock investor looking at a K-line chart, with a burning gaze.

Every time a neutral faction ID dropped off the list, she would breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she is the highest authority in the Council, she still feels pressure to spend 100,000 grams of negative crystals.

When the ID of the thousandth person was refreshed as [Silver City Son-in-law], her pupils suddenly contracted, as if being pricked by a needle.

"Neutral forces, 148 consecutive victories?!"

Hu Ji tried his best to control his emotions, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

She turned her head abruptly and looked at the black-robed woman at the opposite table. Her eyes were searching as she asked in a deep voice, "Your people?"

The black-robed woman showed no emotion. She lowered her head to look at the time on the supercomputing ring, then raised her head slightly, her lips moving slightly, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

[Excellent results]

The geniuses at the research center couldn't help but sigh when they saw the rankings refreshed.

"148 consecutive wins." The World Trade Association president took a sip of champagne and said playfully, "What an interesting person."

Hu Ji stared at the black-robed woman, his eyes like knives: "Is he your trump card?"

The black-robed woman still didn't answer. She turned to look at the president and said in a calm voice, "Will dinner be served at twelve o'clock sharp?"

"Wang Shou's diet and lifestyle are still so healthy." Hu Ji said sarcastically, "He's carefree."

The president was already accustomed to the black-robed woman's reaction, and his smile remained gentle. "Of course."

"As usual, it's been arranged."

The dinner at the Quad meeting is not just a simple meal, but also a microcosm of the human relationships between various forces, and a stage for bargaining and compromise.

However, at every dinner party, the woman in black robe would be arranged to eat alone in a room and not dine with other people. So far, no one knows her true appearance when she takes off the mask.

Seeing that his attempts to gain words failed, Hu Ji tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and issued a targeted sniper order.

All the idle snipers in the joint organization suddenly became busy. The five words "Silver City Son-in-law" spread like a virus in various departments. They searched for all kinds of information, even checking what sexual fetishes were.

First, you need to collect duel intelligence and get a friend position.

I originally thought that intelligence gathering would require the use of all kinds of connections, but in less than a minute, I got all the network information of this ID, and his interpersonal relationships were shockingly clean.

Just created the account yesterday.

IP addresses cannot be traced.

The deck used is [Demon Carver Yubel] and [60 Hellfire Machine].

The recordings of the 148 previous duels are being searched across the entire internet, and every time one is found, it will be quickly uploaded to the strategy team for analysis.

The embarrassing thing is that the son-in-law in Baiyin City has only two good friends, and whether there is anyone who can share the same concerns among them needs to be verified.

[All departments, immediately upload battle videos related to the Silver City Son-in-law]

[Discover clues about the Silver City son-in-law's friends and immediately report to your superiors]

The two pieces of news were passed down layer by layer and spread throughout the community.

Similar notifications also occurred in the Juling Division.

In Group 2 of the Shenwu Division, Mickey turned to look at the team leader, Langley. "Team Leader, do you still remember that son-in-law from Silver City?"

"What about Silver City?" Langley was in the middle of a duel and was a little surprised to be interrupted.

"That's the one who wanted to use the [Hubel Elf] to drag you to death." Mickey quickly added.

"Oh—" Langley just remembered, "That bastard, it seems he added me as a friend. I invited him to get a room, but he didn't dare come. What a coward."

"He's on the list," Mickey said calmly.

"what?"

"He only has two good friends, and you are one of them." Mickey pointed to the internal notice.

"Damn, team leader, you've run into something!" The eleven team members widened their eyes in surprise. They didn't expect that the small Shenwu Division 2 would run into such a big thing as Wang Shou.

Only Qiqi was immersed in her own world, looking up at the sky outside the window.

"What the hell?!" Langley's brows twisted into knots after reading the report. "Am I in trouble?"

Normally, adding a friend is no big deal, but what’s going on now?
In front of more than one billion people, Wang Shou gave 70,000 grams of negative crystals to the neutral forces. Now, I understand how many eyes are staring at the neutral duelists on the leaderboard, wishing to dig up their ancestors' graves. The friend position is even more popular.

"Didn't he delete me?" Langley was a little panicked.

Mickey's mouth twitched: "He doesn't seem to understand."

"Team leader." Le Tong shifted her seat and winked. "If you report a location to the Goddess Corps now, the money you get will be enough to last you a lifetime."

The so-called reporting point is to share the target status synchronously to reduce the five-second delay of the live broadcast.

"Stop messing around." Chu Chan interrupted her little trick and said seriously, "Team Leader, let's just follow the notice and delete our friend."

The Juling Division does not need to snipe the neutral forces. From a certain perspective, when they meet the son-in-law of Baiyin City, they have to give him some points.

"Delete, delete, delete." Langley immediately deleted his friend in public to prove his innocence. His hand speed was so fast that afterimages appeared, for fear of being suspected of being a spy of the Council of Common Management.

The Soul-Calling Department would plant undercover agents for the Council of Co-ordination, and similarly, the Council of Co-ordination would also plant worms in the Soul-Calling Department, and the two sides have been deceiving each other for many years.

Number of Silver City Son-in-law friends: 2 → 1
A few minutes ago, in the Xumiyuan Fortress, the extra-staff computer room.

This place is remote, far away from the central area, with outdated communication equipment, and looks like a forgotten corner.

Lin Chen withdrew from the duel, slowly removed his helmet, and rested for a moment. Fatigue washed over him, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the image of the executed Soul Binding agent emerged in his mind—the relieved smile on his face, and the final, decisive palm strike that struck his heart.

"Why..." He leaned back slightly, his eyes falling on the ceiling, which was covered with mold, just like his chaotic thoughts at the moment.

He was about to die, so why was he still laughing?
Wang Shou ignored them. Don’t they feel heartbroken at all?

Don't they want revenge on the Soul Binding Division? Why don't they choose to betray and betray their companions? If their attitude changes, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Those who struggle for a bite of bread cannot understand those who sacrifice themselves for their beliefs.

"Squeak--" The heavy iron door was pushed open, breaking the silence in the machine room.

The supervisor walked into the machine room with a dozen suppressants in his hand.

Seeing this scene, the quiet computer room instantly boiled over. More than a dozen tired figures burst into cheers, and everyone's face was filled with irrepressible excitement. Some people even stuck out their tongues and panted, really like a dog.

"Next." The supervisor casually threw the inhibitor in his hand to the crowd, as if feeding a dog.

The crowd rushed forward like hungry dogs, trying to catch the thrown inhibitor steadily.

There was no fight for it. Inhibitors are divided into categories, according to the attributes and races of the symbiotic cards. For example, Lin Chen is a light-attribute demon, so he can only use inhibitors with golden liquid and a skull mark.

But, it's so strange.

Lin Chen frowned slightly, his inner uneasiness growing stronger. "Why isn't my inhibitor there?"

“It should be placed somewhere else.”

He said this comfortingly, his breathing trembling a little.

After a while, the supervisor threw away the inhibitor in his hand.

Most of the people who got the inhibitors couldn't wait and drank it in one gulp. As their Adam's apples rolled, a look of ecstasy and comfort appeared on their faces.

Some people are reluctant to drink it all in one breath, so they take a small sip carefully, smack their lips in satisfaction, and close their eyes.

Inhibitors can suppress the shadow's restlessness, allowing the mind to regain clarity and clarity, and significantly increase the sanity rate. They are the lifesaver for all double-shadow people.

After the supervisor finished all this, he turned around and was about to leave the computer room.

"Supervisor." Lin Chen's voice trembled. He mustered his courage, walked quickly to the supervisor, and tried to force a flattering smile. "My name is...my name is Lin Chen, and I have also completed the target."

He is usually taciturn, just works hard and never says a word.

Eat a bite of food and do a bit of work.

The supervisor stopped, turned slightly, glanced at him coldly, and said with a hint of disdain: "You said you completed the target?"

"Done." Lin Chen quickly opened his system interface, pointed at the data, and explained eagerly: "Look, I've met the standards for six consecutive months."

The supervisor didn't look at the screen. He stared at Lin Chen coldly and asked an icy question: "Why were you sleeping for ten hours from 3:13 AM to : PM yesterday?"

“I—” Lin Chen’s body stiffened suddenly as if struck by lightning, his pale face becoming even uglier. He opened his mouth but found that he couldn’t say anything. “I… I’ve completed the quota. Let me take a rest.”

"They've also met their quota." The supervisor raised his head and gestured to those who were taking the inhibitors. "Why aren't they sleeping?"

"Are you working for the inhibitors, or for the greater ideals of the organization?"

"I..." Lin Chen's chest rose and fell violently, like an old bellows, making a dull sound. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, causing waves of stinging pain, but he was completely unaware. He didn't know where he got the courage from, and squeezed out a hoarse voice, "Did you withhold my inhibitor?"

The supervisor, like him, has a light-attribute demon card.

"What are you talking about!" When the supervisor heard this, he roared like a cat whose tail was stepped on, grabbed Lin Chen's collar and lifted him up.

In the machine room, people who were originally immersed in the pleasure of inhibitors all cast their eyes over. They were curious, indifferent, or gloating, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.

"If you don't want to do it, get out. There are a lot of people outside waiting to come in." The supervisor leaned close to Lin Chen's ear, his voice low and vicious. Every word was like a poisoned knife, stabbing into Lin Chen's heart.

"If you are given a camera position, cherish it."

"I provide you with food and shelter, and you don't have to worry about the weather. You just sit here every day and play duels online. What an easy job."

"Don't be shameless."

The supervisor's eyes were as cold as a venomous snake: "If you are a dog, you must have the consciousness of a dog."

After saying that, he pushed hard, trying to push Lin Chen away.

"Mine." Lin Chen clung to the corner of his clothes tightly, his body shaking violently from suppressing his emotions. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and desperate: "Mine, that's mine, I can't hold on any longer..."

"I'll give you three seconds, let go." The supervisor's voice was cold and emotionless.

Lin Chen still didn't let go. He seemed to have grasped the last straw and threatened with a hint of madness: "If I leave, you will have no more Light Demon thugs."

"Hahaha..." The supervisor couldn't help but burst out laughing as if he had heard a huge joke. "Do you know how many people outside want to come in?"

"If you are missing, I can lift another one."

"If you don't have a computer room, where else can you go?"

He approached Lin Chen again, and lowered his voice, with a bewitching tone: "If you continue to help me fight, I can provide you with good food and shelter."

"You can also play with women."

"Have you touched number 17? It's pretty good."

The supervisor gave a smile that every man could understand.

"Don't be ungrateful!" He pulled hard and shook Lin Chen's weak hand away.

"What are you looking at! Finish your drink and get back to work!" The supervisor turned around and shouted at the others in the computer room with an unquestionable authority, "This month's indicators have been improved..."

"Hehe." Lin Chen slumped weakly against the wall. The world seemed to be quiet and he could only hear his self-deprecating laughter.

He understood, he finally understood.

If you follow the right person, you will die peacefully and generously.

If you follow the wrong person, life will be worse than death.

【Om—】

A violent roar suddenly echoed in the computer room. This was a message notification of the highest level, carrying an unquestionable sense of urgency.

Everyone, including the supervisor, subconsciously frowned. They had never experienced such a scene before, and the air was filled with an unusual tension.

[Attention everyone, immediately upload the information and duel video of the person with the Metaverse ID "Silver City Son-in-law"]

【Those who provide friend information will be rewarded with great merit】

The cold mechanical sound echoed in the computer room, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's nerves.

At the same time, twenty intelligent computers also received the message, and the same instructions flashed on the screen.

"The son-in-law of Silver City..." The computer room suddenly exploded. They whispered to each other, talking and trying hard to recall the information of this ID.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes, a gleam of light flashed across them. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this ID.

He gritted his teeth, his expression became resolute, and he quickly put on his helmet and entered the Metaverse. He searched carefully in his friend list and found that [Silver City Son-in-law] was lying quietly in the list, and his status was in a duel.

[Attention everyone, immediately upload the information and duel video of the person with the Metaverse ID "Silver City Son-in-law"]

[Providing friend information will be rewarded with great merit]

The broadcast sounded again, over and over again, repeating it tirelessly, and it seemed that the matter was extremely urgent.

“A significant contribution.”

Lin Chen took a deep breath, his body began to tremble slightly, and he was torn between his conscience and his desires.

Finally, he made a decision, a decision that would change his destiny - to bind the helmet to his genetic information.

This is a violation, absolutely not allowed, and a top-level fault.

The helmets in the computer room don't allow genetic information to be used, so they use guest accounts. If a thug dies, the helmet can be immediately passed to the next person to continue the work. If it is linked to genetic information, only that person can log in, and no one else can use it.

"I have his friend spot!"

(End of this chapter)