Yu-Gi-Oh!: Phobic Peptide Mad Dragon Executioner Dragon

Naicher walked out of the operating room with the test report in his hand, and Xing Liang went to greet him immediately.

"How is it? Is there any chance of saving the child?"

Buddy didn't ask about the situation; he simply sat politely to the side and waited quietly for Xing Liang's consultation to end.

"...It hasn't reached that point yet."

Naicher's lips twitched, and he pointed to the waveforms and data on the report to explain to Xing Liang.

"This is the first time his brain has been stimulated by such a high degree of psychic power, which has triggered his body's self-protection mechanism, causing his consciousness to shut down to avoid the mental damage caused by the psychic power... Otherwise, there is nothing seriously wrong."

In other words, you suspect your computer might be infected with a virus, but you don't know how to remove it, so you unplug the power cord just in case to prevent the virus from getting in and worsening the situation.

"Can I take that person back with me? Or should I leave him here to continue observing him for a while?"

"Hmm, just go back and wait for him to wake up on his own. There's no need to observe him."

Since it's not a virus, shutting down and restarting the computer should basically solve the problem.

"OKK."

So when the Asot family sent people to pick up the two children that evening, Xing Liang explained without batting an eye, "Bandil was studying too hard, so he fell asleep from exhaustion."

The visitor, without suspecting anything, simply helped Bandir into the car.

Rudy rested Bandir's head on her lap and waved goodbye to Xing Liang outside the car window with a complicated expression.

The teacher is a good teacher, but he's not a very serious person.

After seeing the two off, Xing Liang rushed back to his room and closed the door. He immediately began to try to create a heart using his mental power, based on the information left by the contact with his mind.

First attempt: No reaction upon contact with DNA information, failed.

The second attempt failed because it reacted to the DNA information but did not transform.

Third attempt: A conversion occurred, but it was incomplete and failed.

……

Finally, at 1 a.m., Xing Liang decided to go to sleep.

It wasn't that he succeeded, but that he was about to die if he didn't go to sleep soon.

Creating the psychic heart didn't consume much psychic energy; the amount used in one night wasn't even enough for him to launch a declaration. However, the mental energy consumed was quite outrageous.

Attention must be highly focused at all times. Any mistake in the construction of any node will result in the lack of functionality in the final product. Moreover, the more complete the functionality, the greater the difficulty and the more mental energy is required.

Xing Liang, whose mental energy was beginning to be depleted, was so tired that he was delirious and unable to concentrate. As a result, the heart he conjured with his mental energy became increasingly abstract.

Seeing that there was no chance of success tonight, I didn't bother to clean up the mess of failed attempts. I just collapsed onto the bed and covered myself with the blanket.

sleep!

……

Perhaps he was too tired, or for some other reason, Xing Liang slept soundly until dawn without having any dreams.

At 8 a.m., to the cacophony of his phone alarm, Xing Liang groggily opened his eyes, his unfocused, gray-black pupils staring blankly at the direction of the bedroom ceiling.

Brain is starting up...

I wanted to reach out and wipe my face to clear my head, but my hand touched something else before it could reach my face.

Only then did his dulled senses send a signal to his brain: something was holding his head.

The thing moved twice when he pressed his hand on it.

Wow, it's quite soft.

The brain did not respond.

Rebooting... Reboot successful.

Xing Liang blinked, his mental power controlling his eyes as it enveloped them, rapidly spreading out like sound waves to "scan" the room and its surroundings.

"..."

With his right hand, Xing Liang grabbed someone by the back of the neck (collar), propped himself up, shook his head to fully wake up, and then raised his left hand to flick the head with a flick.

"Get up."

He got up to wash up, ignoring the latter who was rolling around on his bed in pain, clutching his forehead.

"it hurts…"

[Nopunk Zeami]

She wrapped herself in the blanket, only revealing her pitiful little face as she looked at Xing Liang.

"I told you, it's not that I won't let you eat, but don't come in the middle of the night."

Elves generally eat normal food like humans to survive, but some elves, such as the psychic elves, can absorb various forms of energy to meet their daily needs. The purer and more powerful the energy, the more delicious it is to them.

The night before last, when Xing Liang was training Xing Ya with the Punk Card Set, the hungry Seami (clone) tasted a mouthful of the Nen power that Xing Liang had spread in the air.

WOC, ice!

According to her description, that was roughly the feeling. Afterwards, the memory of Xing Liang's psychic scent was synchronized to her main body, and that night she went to Xing Liang's room and was discovered by the defender.

He initially thought some assassin had infiltrated the area, but it turned out to be just a greedy girl who was hungry in the middle of the night.

After confirming repeatedly that his psychic power felt like ice to her: extremely delicious and irresistible, and not harmful like ice skating, Xing Liang and the defender each gave her a portion of their psychic power. As for the amount, in Zeami's words, it was enough for her to eat for a week.

"It's only been one day. Weren't you supposed to be able to eat it for a week?"

Seami shrank her neck and buried half of her face in the blanket.

"Because it was so delicious, I took it home and shared it with everyone, and then..."

"..."

You're going ice skating in a group, right?

Xing Liang could guess what happened next without needing to explain. Because she had run out of her psychic energy reserves, she sneaked into his room again in the middle of the night when she was hungry and wanted to have some late-night snacks. She secretly absorbed the psychic energy that naturally dissipated from his body while he was asleep.

But that wasn't enough, so she simply hugged his head and started sucking. After eating and drinking her fill and since it was late at night, she fell asleep with his head in her arms.

Knowing that the little girl was just greedy, the defender, Ami, did not wake Xing Liang when she arrived, nor did he pay attention to what happened afterward, and so they remained like that until dawn.

Incidentally, unlike the resonance with other spirits, although Xing Liang and the defender's resonance reached the "true self," the communication of consciousness could only be conveyed unilaterally by Xing Liang to the defender. In addition, since the defender could not speak normally, communication between them had always been a problem.

After a series of trials and errors, the defenders learned to type on their phones. Later, as Xing Liang became more proficient in telekinesis, they began to communicate using telekinesis.

For example, if Xing Liang sees something, he can package the information generated at the moment of seeing it and transmit it to the defender through telekinesis, so that the defender can see what Xing Liang saw.

By analogy, they can share all their senses through telekinesis, and even communicate their inner thoughts to each other, making up for the previously missing part of conscious communication.

On the first night that Ami came, the information the defender conveyed to Xing Liang was that he saw "someone suddenly entered the room"; on the second night, the information conveyed was what he thought, "That girl is here."

In his sleep, Xing Liang subconsciously thought that Xing Ya had come in, so he turned over and continued to sleep.

After all, she's an elf in my deck, so I can't really say anything to her, but it's not good for her to be constantly being targeted.

Looking at Seami, who was completely wrapped in a blanket, Xing Liang scratched his head.

It wouldn't be good if Seami came over one night and he accidentally hurt her while he was having a dark duel with someone (serious face).

Besides, he's not always free during the day...

Xing Liang thought for a moment and then came up with an idea.

"How about we make a deal?"

Seami tightly wrapped the blanket around herself, her small body trembling slightly.

(The main character will not have a partner)

"Wh-what deal?"

"You can come here during mealtimes and eat as much as you want, or even take some home. But I have one condition: you have to bring a different friend every time you come."

(All drafts are scheduled for release; if there's no update on a particular day, it means the review process is stalled.)

(The authors are extremely diverse, including model kit enthusiasts, brand collectors, hammer collectors, JoJo fans, and other people... so don't be surprised by anything you see.)

(The card game has been released in chapter 135)