Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

Bian Tana, present.

The piercing alarm tore through the quiet afternoon. The sky was painted a strange purple-red, like the color splashed out after a blood vessel burst. Countless data streams poured down like waterfalls, hitting every corner of the city and stirring up dust all over the sky.

The indicator lights on the network equipment flashed wildly, and finally fell silent.

The mobile phone screen was covered with snow, the computer screen went black, the traffic lights were out of control, and the entire city was paralyzed in an instant.

This is not a drill or a movie, but the real doomsday.

The electronic army, together with awakened intelligent devices, invaded the real world.

The signal tower was twisted into strange shapes, and the streets that were once bustling with people were now deserted, with only abandoned vehicles parked in the middle of the road.

More than a thousand fortresses were isolated.

The soldiers fought against the rebellious AI, but before they could pull the trigger, they were swallowed up by the surging digital torrent and turned into strings of meaningless codes.

Anyone wearing a helmet connected to the heat network will be sucked into the metaverse and trapped in a virtual world. Their bodies will fall to the ground like empty shells, with empty eyes and distorted faces.

If the disaster lasts for a few months, human civilization will regress four hundred years.

The modern edifice based on [Bai]'s scientific research theory will completely collapse.

This is Yuan Wu's goal - to overthrow all scientific research theories and rebuild modern civilization.

In this doomsday scene, a dilapidated, crumbling house seems out of place.

The mottled walls and cracked glass windows seemed like they would collapse at any time.

Inside the house, in the dim light, an old man slowly stood up.

"Finally, I'm back..."

His face was full of wrinkles and he was wearing a piece of coarse cloth that had been washed so much that it looked bleached. In his right hand, he tightly grasped a deck of ancient cards. The edges of the cards were badly worn, but they emitted an indescribable glow.

The old man hunched over and walked towards the door step by step, his steps slow and firm.

At this moment, a childish voice came from deep inside the room: "Grandpa, the novel you're following has been updated!"

"Huh?" The old man paused, his face full of surprise.

Follow the novel? Updated?

Could it be that the kid hasn’t been online for a long time and has gone crazy?

A little boy ran out of the room holding a dusty tablet computer. His young face was filled with excitement. He held the screen in front of the old man and pointed at the flashing words on it: "Grandpa, look, "Duel Fairy Tales" has really been updated, and there are two new chapters!"

"what?!"

The old man's turbid eyes suddenly widened and his pupils shrank suddenly, like a spring suddenly gushing out of a dry well. His dry lips trembled slightly and the veins on his right hand holding the deck bulged.

Under the impact of the data flood, the Eisen Library used its limited computing power to push a message to readers around the world.

"Duel Fairy Tale" has been updated!

"Duel Fairy Tale" has been updated after being discontinued for 158 years!

Part of the narration was modified, and two new chapters were added: "The Duel of the Gods" and "The Romantic Duel".

"Hope for survival..." Countless people shivered in the corners after watching "Duel of the Face-Gods", their pupils trembling uncontrollably.

Every fortress is now in a dilemma. The electronic army has cut off the network, and there is no communication between fortresses. The outside world is dark.

It is difficult to capture a thousand fortresses, but it is easy to capture one fortress.

The intelligent machine rebels have complete information advantage, and it is only a matter of time before they destroy the fortresses one by one.

It is actually not difficult to solve this dilemma.

Before modern civilization was built, humans had more traditional ways of transmitting information.

Be a trustworthy person!

The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage.

Now we need someone who can leave the comfortable inner area of ​​the fortress and go to the dark outside world to pass the information to the brother fortress and fight against the enemy together.

This person may be the "man in white" in "The Duel of the Face God".

"It could also be me!" The old man's cloudy eyes gradually became clear, revealing a long-lost smile.

The hunched back seemed to straighten a little.

"Child, grandpa needs to go out for a while."

The old man touched his grandson's head, took out an old backpack from the cabinet, stuffed a few compressed biscuits and water into it, and carefully put the deck close to his body. His eyes were firm and gentle, "Wait for grandpa at home, don't run around."

The little boy looked up at the old man, his mouth slightly open, but unable to speak.

The old man looks so cool and handsome today.

Romantic, can be a passionate and reserved girl.

It can also be an old man who is experienced but unyielding.

In the underworld, on the eleventh floor of the snowy mountain, the cold report echoed in everyone’s heart.

【This is】

【draw】

When the word "draw" was heard, Luo Bai and Yi Lan were both stunned, with confusion on their faces.

In Luo Bai's opinion, he had already lost the moment the [Wheel of Destruction] was activated.

[Wheel of Destruction] chain-destroyed [Ecclesia]. At this time, [Siren Mermaid] was still on her side of the field. She did not take any damage, but he took a thousand damage. He lost without a doubt.

only--

Why did she give the ring to the Siren instead of the Saint?

In the recollection, he seemed to understand a little, but not completely.

Yilan was also confused.

When she activated the [Wing of Destruction], the sister in her mind screamed like crazy, asking her to destroy [Ecclesia].

My sister said that according to the chain processing principle——

If [Siren Mermaid] is destroyed, her destruction and graveyard will be dealt with first. She will lose due to [Soul Relay], the duel will end, and subsequent damage will no longer be calculated.

Give the ring to the saint, win.

Give the ring to a siren, lose.

This game cannot be tied, so there must be a winner.

It was rare for Yilan to not listen to her sister.

The reality is a cold "draw".

Draw? Why was it a draw?

A draw, what happens next?

Yilan was not the only one who had this doubt. Shen Shen looked at Mickey quietly and asked, "Why is it a draw?"

"Shouldn't it be... that the red team wins?"

Most duelists couldn’t see the ins and outs of this, but Shen Shen was a celebrity after all!

Without getting too angry, she still understands the details of the rules.

"There is some force interfering with the intelligent referee." Mickey spread his hands and said with a smile.

Shen Shen's eyes suddenly widened: "Who is so awesome?! Can the intelligent referee interfere?"

"The ruler of the mechanical, telekinetic, and electronic worlds." Mickey raised his eyebrows and pointed his finger at the sky, "Or... a higher status."

"You mean Ming--" Shen Shen was about to say something, but quickly covered his mouth and muttered, "Wow, are you playing such a big game?"

"So what should we do next?" she asked.

"Draw, so double defeat? Or another game?"

Mickey shrugged and said helplessly, "I don't know."

"Didn't you make the rules?" Shen Shen shouted.

"I never thought that two people would make it to the eleventh floor!" Mickey said angrily, "How would I know what would happen if a tie was declared on the eleventh floor?"

Shen Shen was confused: "What should I do? I can't just stay like this, right?"

Mickey sighed and said slowly, "Wait for the ruling."

The right divine messenger is responsible for making the explicit rules, while the left divine messenger is responsible for dealing with matters outside the rules - [judgment].