Commander-in-Chief

Chapter 182 Commander-in-Chief

Normally, these PhDs would probably say, "Hmm, this guy is a match," and then work together to figure out how to break his tactics.

But this tactic was completely ineffective against You Ming.

Based on the information available so far, this person's duel is like the Dugu Nine Swords.

It's so graceful and agile that there's simply no way to break it.

They originally thought that as long as they cracked the code of the Ruler of Color, they would be done.

As a result, he switched your deck with a Dragon deck.

You might think that he's best at this kind of aggressive, expansion-based pressure, so you just need to break through these decks.

But then he turns around and plays a pachycephalosaurus bat on you.

Even if you crack this deck now, who knows what it will switch to next?

It's simply impossible to crack!

"I know."

Zero King raised his hand, lightly tapping the void with his fingertips, and a massive dimensional strategic map unfolded, the map of the superdimensional dimension shining with dazzling light.

"A frontal assault is not going to work."

"But the integration plan cannot be stopped."

He turned around, his eyes as cold as an abyss. "The human life form card from the superdimensional dimension is a necessary part of the ultimate fusion."

Without them, my ideal world will forever remain just empty talk.

The doctor swallowed hard: "Then—shall we send another large army?"

"Foolish." Zero King sneered. "Right now, the entire Xyz Dimension is on high alert, frantically collecting No. cards, and the defenses are tight."

Let's try a different approach—start with the No. card.

The doctor was startled: "No. Card?"

"You think No. Card is just about power?"

Zero King's eyes were deep. "They are the carriers of the source code, the life origin of the superdimensional."

Whoever controls the flow, remains, and secrets of No. Card holds the heart of the Hyperdimension.

He had already obtained the latest and most complete map of No. Relics through his mole in the Hyperdimension, a map that even the professional league had not fully compiled.

This includes undisclosed hidden relics, sealing locations, energy fluctuations, and even the elders' secret research records.

"What I want is not war, but the plunder of the roots."

Zero King said slowly and deliberately, "As long as I get the core data of No. card, I can turn the entire Xyz Dimension into my card granary without losing a single soldier."

The doctoral student was completely convinced: "Professor, you are brilliant!"

Zero King raised his hand: "Summon Ed Phoenix."

The doctor was taken aback: "You mean—the Commander-in-Chief of the Merged Dimension, Ed Phoenix?"

"It's him."

Zero King nodded. "In the entire fusion dimension, he is the only one who is most skilled in infiltration, intelligence gathering, and disguise."

He is proud, calm, and unemotional, making him ideally suited for shadow missions.

A moment later, the main hall door was pushed open.

A tall and straight figure walked in.

With his neatly combed gray hair, tailored trench coat, elegant yet sharp demeanor, and a naturally aloof and indifferent gaze, he was none other than Ed Phoenix, the Commander-in-Chief of the Fusion Dimension.

He was a highly decorated general who commanded the entire army and always directed the main battlefields, never engaging in "minor matters" such as infiltration or reconnaissance.

"Professor," Ed bowed slightly, his tone respectful yet carrying an air of arrogance, "You wanted to see me?"

Zero King bluntly stated, "I want you to infiltrate the Xyz Dimension, disguise yourself as a rookie, and gather all the information about No. Card."

Ed frowned instantly, and his expression turned noticeably cold.

"Professor," he said, his tone restrained but clearly displeased, "I am the Commander-in-Chief, not a spy."

Infiltrating, eavesdropping, gathering intelligence—these kinds of tasks are best left to Obelisk's agents.

He had a high opinion of himself and disdained to do such a "low-profile" task.

Zero King wasn't angry; instead, he smiled faintly and walked up to Ed.

"Ed, what do you think is the ultimate level of warfare?"

Ed said in a deep voice: "To subdue the enemy without fighting."

"That's right." Zero King nodded. "We lost on the main battlefield."

But if you can bring back information about No. Card, we can win without a fight.

This is not the job of a spy; it is the job of a strategist.

He paused, then threw out the most fatal reason: "Why do you think Yuli lost?"

Because he doesn't understand the root of the superdimensional.

And you will be the one who holds onto the roots.

When you return, you will be the number one contributor to the dimensional fusion, your status above everyone else.

Ed remained silent.

He knew very well what Yu Li's strength was.

Calling him the best in the academy... no! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him the best in the world.

There is no enemy he cannot defeat once he takes action.

This kind of person was eliminated?

Despite his arrogance, his loyalty to the fused dimension and his desire for victory never wavered.

Zero King's final blow: "Xyz Dimension: Now someone can copy No. Card."

Only you can find out the truth about this matter.

If you don't go, we might really lose in the dimensional fusion.

"Copy No. Card —" Ed's pupils contracted slightly.

This incident completely shattered his aloofness.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his arrogance had faded, leaving only the resoluteness of a soldier.

"----I see."

Ed bowed, his voice low, "I accept the mission."

Zero King's lips curled into a slight smile.

"very good.

Remember—no violence, no exposure, no duel.

Bring back the No. Relics, the Replication Project, the Key Holders—all of them.

"Yes."

In the dead of night, at the border of the superdimensional world, lies a desolate ruin.

Space distorted, and several dark figures landed silently.

Ed was dressed in an ordinary trench coat, his gray hair pulled down even lower, completely suppressing the aura of the Commander-in-Chief, and looked like an ordinary lone duelist.

Behind him were four elite Obelisk members, all dressed in civilian clothes, heads bowed, waiting for orders.

"remember."

Ed's voice was deep and his eyes were sharp. "We're not here to fight, we're here to infiltrate."

Duels are prohibited, conflicts are prohibited, and the revelation of identities is prohibited.

"Everyone infiltrates the main city as a rookie in the professional league."

Mission Objective:

First, determine the coordinates, defenses, and guards of all publicly known No. ruins.

Second, find out the actual progress, method, and location of copying the No. card.

Third, lock onto every No card. If a No card becomes available, immediately rush in and grab it!

He paused, his tone chillingly cold: "Once exposed, immediately initiate the recall plan; avoid direct combat."

"clear."

The group nodded, their figures flashed, and they dispersed into the night.

Ed stood atop the ruins, gazing towards the brightly lit Superdimensional City.

In the period following the defeat of the dimensional fusion, the entire academy was immersed in a peaceful and gentle atmosphere.

The smoke of war has long since dissipated, the training ground is no longer filled with tense confrontations, and the corridors are no longer filled with hurried figures.

Even the sound of the wind rustling through the treetops became soft and soothing.

Sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of the teaching building, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the smooth floor, drifting slowly with the clouds.

Everything seemed so peaceful, tranquil, and carefree, as if even time had slowed down.

At this moment, You Ming was leaning against the railing of the corridor, his fingertips casually resting on the metal handrail.

Beside her, Liuli lowered her head slightly, her soft hair falling down her cheeks.

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a feather brushing against the heart, with a hint of shyness as if she were asking for advice: "You Ming, that new deck combination you mentioned last time—I still don't quite understand it."

You Ming turned his head, his gaze falling on her earnest profile. His voice unconsciously softened and became gentler as he patiently broke down her thought process step by step: "It's actually very simple. You just need to remember to first stabilize the rhythm of the scene, and then use the little monsters to create openings—"