Inside the small tavern, voices clamored.
The loud talking and laughter of the people around became Yusei and Devitt’s best cover.
As early as the first day he met this guy, Yusei realized he was not as simple as he seemed.
He was also a factory worker, so why was he the only one who drove a D-Wheel, used a phone, and even occasionally had some spare money to buy Rally snacks?
Obviously, Devitt had other sources of income, but what exactly was the origin of this revenue?
This was what Yusei really wanted to understand next.
Since his transmigration until now, aside from the meager earnings from his odd jobs these past few days, all he had was the D-Wheel and Deck he had unexpectedly acquired.
The world of Yu-Gi-Oh!
5Ds was quite different from its predecessors.
In the DM and GX series, highly skilled Duelists never worried about food, clothing, housing, or transportation; high prize money from tournaments and signing fees from the Professional Duelist League were enough for them to live luxurious lives.
However, in the Yu-Gi-Oh!
5Ds storyline, even when the protagonist Yusei won tournaments and became the Duel King of New Domino City, he still had to rely on repairing D-Wheels to make ends meet.
While the lofty Sector Security claimed to strongly support Speed Duels, they did nothing about the difficult and miserable plight of the Duelists.
Therefore, in addition to making Dueling his main profession, Yusei also needed other ways to earn money.
Devitt also understood Yusei’s thoughts, but he couldn’t get himself into trouble helping others.
He temporarily avoided talking about other matters, merely telling Yusei that he knew where to get D-Wheels and Duelist cards.
A sharp, grating sound came from his plate.
Devitt dipped his fork in black pepper sauce and wrote an address in reverse on the plate—Sector Z, Pier Street, No.
000.
After finishing, Devitt looked up.
Once Yusei nodded in confirmation, he used the remaining roast meat to wipe up all the black pepper, then stuffed it into his mouth and chewed vigorously.
Yusei secretly memorized this address.
“Sector Z…”
If he remembered correctly, the Satellite, from Sector M onwards, was all dilapidated, desolate no-man’s-land.
“Z…” This number, so close to the end, indicated its extremely remote geographical location.
It was very likely that to reach it, one would have to pass through one desolate wasteland after another…
Greiger swallowed the meat in his mouth and began to tackle the other dishes.
He lowered his voice and said softly, “That’s already the closest place.
Some things can’t be found during the day; if you want to find them, you’ll have to go in the dark.”
Yusei understood this relatively simple slang.
“Roughly how much?” he asked.
Devitt paused, then calculated briefly.
“Judging by yesterday’s income, you’d have to work for at least three more years.”
Yusei fell silent.
Devitt meant that based on Yusei’s earnings at the factory last night, he would have to work for at least over a thousand days, probably under the condition of not eating or drinking.
The prices of Duelist cards often fluctuated; according to demand, the market prices for different cards also varied. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Therefore, this amount might only be enough to buy a D-Wheel.
How outrageous…
Yusei sucked in a cold breath.
It seemed the best solution right now was to just use the D-Wheel he had, not caring whose it was.
As long as no one came looking for it, he would ride it in tournaments.
If he could win in a major tournament, he would become a professional Duelist in New Domino City.
Then, he wouldn’t have to worry too much about either livelihood problems or Dueling resources.
Yusei considered it in his heart.
The D-Wheel problem seemed solvable only this way.
As for his Deck…
he really had no choice but to make a trip to Sector Z.
That pile of scattered cards would brick even if a god played them.
Besides a few Speed Spells, there really weren’t any usable cards.
To achieve a good ranking in a major tournament, he would need at least a usable Deck.
“How long would a trip take?” Yusei asked.
Devitt replied, “A day’s time is enough.”
“Alright,” Yusei said, picking up his knife and fork again.
“Before I go, I’ll check the factory equipment one more time to ensure no accidents happen.”
“But you guys also need to think of a solution.
Those kinds of parts aren’t very common, and there aren’t any particularly good substitutes.”
“If we keep coping like this, I’m afraid the whole thing will fall apart before long.”
Speaking of this, Devitt seemed a bit worried.
The two missing conveyor belt parts were most likely pilfered by someone the factory manager sent for repairs.
Now, the factory manager wished he had two more eyes to watch them, just waiting for them to make a mistake so he could fire all of them.
Under these circumstances, getting those things back was truly too difficult…
If things really got desperate, there would be no other way but to steal from other factories…
Thinking of this, Greiger subconsciously looked at another table not far away.
He sighed softly, silently praying to the heavens not to force him down this desperate path.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, Yusei and his companions had almost finished eating.
Someone seemed to have drunk quite a bit and couldn’t help but bring up something no one wanted to remember.
“Sigh…
“But then again, Yusei, are you really not going to try this tournament?”
“That’s a chance to go to New Domino City!
It’s been so many years since we’ve had such an opportunity!”
Yusei shook his head.
“My skills aren’t enough.
If Jack also competes, then the champion will definitely be his.”
“Hmph!” Tank sneered.
“That cold guy!
He’s probably sitting in some empty, dilapidated building right now, fantasizing about becoming King!”
“Huh?
What about Crow?
Have you heard anything recently?” Nervin, the tall, thin guy with small glasses, asked wistfully.
“He was probably the first one to leave The Enforcers, right?”
Yusei said, “He’s already gone back to the Orphanage to look after the other children.
He probably won’t be coming back for a long time.”
“Sigh!!”
Everyone sighed at the same time.
But after a long while, Yusei spoke again.
“I can try, but I don’t believe those guys would truly let people from the Satellite officially enter New Domino City.
So, winning some prize money back would already be enough.”
Hearing these words, everyone’s faces lit up with smiles again.
Several people continuously encouraged Yusei, saying that if he practiced for a while longer, he would definitely surpass Jack in Dueling.
Yusei was very humble, merely saying that he would do his best.
Devitt turned his head back and said with a smile, “It seems one of your opponents has already been determined.”
Yusei also smiled, thinking to himself where to get some money to buy Duelist cards.
Just then, the phone rang.
Devitt was startled.
He answered and listened, and it was Rally’s anxious voice.
“It’s bad!
Devitt!
Something’s happened!”
“What happened?!” Devitt’s heart sank, thinking that something had happened at the factory.
Rally said in a panic, “The, the D-Wheel!
Yusei’s D-Wheel was stolen by some guy!!”
(end of chapter)