I'm playing cards in Duel City

Chapter 639 Unacceptable!

Tong Shiye.

The sun seemed to rise very early today, the morning light softly shone on the still sleeping Duel City, coating the sidewalk with a layer of golden light.

The sunlight penetrated into a small room through the skylight, and was cut into a square by the skylight and projected on the floor. Countless dust particles flew in the light.

The starfish-headed boy in pajamas opened his sleepy eyes and sat up from the bed, murmuring in a daze, "Good morning."

"."

No echo.

In the quiet morning, there was no movement inside or outside the house, only the boy's own voice echoed in the room.

Oh yes, he's gone.

Muto Yuki landed on the floor with his bare feet, seeing the sunlight casting the shadow of the panes at his feet.To be honest, his bedroom is not too big. After the desk, bed and other furniture are stuffed in, the space for activities is actually very limited.

But now he felt that the room was so big that it even seemed a little empty.The morning breeze blew in through the half-opened windows and wafted around every corner.

He sat by the bed alone for a long time, staring blankly at the golden cabinet on the desk used to store treasures.

The thousand-year-old building blocks were once installed in that cabinet.The game spent eight years putting together this building block and got the most precious treasure in the world.

But he is no longer here.

From now on, no one will listen to him complain about the troubles in life, and no one will give him advice when he is troubled by the wardrobe.He must learn to form cards alone, duel alone, and face any challenges that may arise in the future alone.
"game!"

Shouts from outside the window interrupted his thoughts.

Yugi poked his head out of the window and found out that it was Jounouchi, Honda and Kyoko.

The three friends seem to have made an appointment a long time ago, and they got up earlier than usual.They had already appeared in front of the game fully dressed, and waved vigorously at him.

"The sun is drying your ass, haven't you woke up yet?" Shouted in a loud voice.

"Inside the city"

The game can't help but be moved.

Is it because he knew he had just left, so he deliberately made an appointment to wait for him here?
The game couldn't help recalling the moment when the thousand-year-old building blocks were put together, and the wish he made to the building blocks.

He wants friends.Because he has always been alone and cowardly, he doesn't have the courage to speak up, so he longs for friendship.

Now that dream has really come true.

Yes, he just left, how could he be so decadent and sad?
I have already made an appointment with him, and I have to walk the road from now on by myself.

"Yeah!" Yuyou raised his head and replied vigorously, "Wait for me, I'll be down soon!"

However, it is clear that not everyone can accept this fact as calmly as a game.

"gone!?"

When You Yu was standing in front of the desk in the president's office to report on his work, President Haima's eyes widened like copper bells.

There is no way, this trip to Egypt is logically considered a "group business". You have to report to your boss obediently.

Hence the present scene.

"Yes." You Yu shrugged, "He's gone."

"Where did you go?"

"Go to the underworld, where he should go." You Yu said, "He is a dead person, a soul that should not be left in this world. Now he has fulfilled his wish and fulfilled his mission, so he should go back to himself. place."

"What nonsense!"

The president slapped the desk so hard that even the model of the blue-eyed white dragon on the desk jumped in fright.

You Yu was helpless.In fact, before he came back to make this report, he more or less anticipated the possible reaction of President Haima.

Now Haima's face is full of anger, that expression is almost like a child who has been robbed of his favorite toy, with "unacceptable" written all over his face.

But it's useless even if you can't accept it, President, he is indeed gone.

That's why I said Tsundere regrets his life, if he obediently went with us when we invited you, at least we could see him for the last time, right?

Although Atum may continue to ignore Haima in the end and choose the game as his opponent in the final battle, at least the president can have an eye addiction.

It's not like now, people leave as soon as they say, and they don't even say goodbye to the old friend of the president.

Haima obviously became more and more angry as he thought about it, his fists were clenched tightly, making the bones crack.

Unforgivable, unforgivable, game ↑ game ↓!
Do you still have my old enemy in your heart?

"The final break between us hasn't been completed yet, so we just left like this!?" The president sounded like he was talking to himself, "I misunderstood you, are you actually this kind of guy who ran away from battle? !"

"That...President," You Yu reminded in a low voice, "Didn't you guys break up a long time ago? And it happened many times, I remember you lost all of them"

Haima turned his head sharply and gave him a fierce look.You Yu immediately began to skillfully look at the scenery outside the window.

However, Wang Yang just left with a flick of his sleeves, and You Yu was actually under a lot of pressure.

Because this only means that whenever the president's card addiction breaks out and he can't hold back the urge to play cards, he will definitely have to find himself.
"Humph."

Haima leaned back on the back of the chair, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Where is the gate of the underworld you mentioned, where that guy left?"

"That place has collapsed."

"It doesn't matter." Haima said coldly, "Tell me where it is!"

You Yu: "."

Why bother the president?
Don't you just want to play cards? As for digging other people's graves?
But from the firm tone that cannot be questioned, it is obvious that the president's unshakable determination can be heard.

It seems that Wang Yang cannot just sleep peacefully for the time being.
Egypt, somewhere.

"...Pharaoh is gone."

A dark figure opened its eyes.

The shadow was not tall, but of medium build, but his eyes glowed with a strange dark orange light, like two fireflies in the dark.

"Finally, is it still about this time?" Another black figure appeared and said calmly.

No one spoke for a while, but black shadows emerged one after another.They were tall and short, fat and thin, men and women in silhouette, looking like some sort of weird sect.

"The moment Mr. Xia Di said is coming." Someone said.

Among the shadows, a young man came out.

He has flowing blue hair, braided, and he wears round-toed boots, floating in his hand a dark orange cube missing a corner.

As we all know, there are seven thousand-year-old artifacts, and now the seven artifacts have disappeared with the disappearance of the pharaoh's soul.

But there are always exceptions.

At this very moment, what is suspended in this young man's hand is the eighth thousand-year artifact in this world!
The dark orange cube gradually lit up like a lantern, illuminating the boy's confident and smiling face.

"The future belongs to us Prana."

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(End of this chapter)