Kaiba Corporation had an extremely rigorous defense system.
This was no joke. Setting aside the so-called war from before and the surprise from when he had first arrived even earlier, this was already the third time Yu Ming had personally experienced it.
Just getting out of the isolation room took him a full three procedures.
Every time he passed through a corridor, all kinds of sprays were doused over him as if they cost nothing.
By the time he finally reached the conference room, this "torture" had finally come to a complete end.
"Bacterial levels have fallen below the safety threshold. Duelist Yu Ming, welcome to the conference room."
Listening to the emotionless mechanical voice, Yu Ming could not help but sigh.
Honestly, he felt cleaner than if he had shed a layer of skin.
"Don't you think this is a huge waste of time?"
As the doors slowly opened, he looked toward the boy in the conference room—Noah Kaiba, who was currently monopolizing the enormous round table by himself.
"It can't be helped. The bacteria you were carrying was somewhat troublesome. Keith got infected while transporting you back."
"How is he now?"
"He was sterilized immediately. Right now, he's still snoring away in the isolation room."
"He's still quarantined?"
"It's not just that. This bacteria is quite troublesome. Although it cannot survive away from its host for long, once it binds with one, it becomes very difficult to remove."
"That sounds troublesome."
"It's extremely troublesome. It constantly transforms the host's flesh and blood, absorbs souls, and can even resonate at certain frequencies, combining the host with all sorts of other strange things. If an ordinary organism catches this bacteria, then with Kaiba Corporation's current technology, it would take dozens of hours to thoroughly cleanse it."
"I see. Then you'll