The work of the Go master

[Symbolic Spirit: Plague Rat]

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Plague rats?

Yoshida's symbolic interpretation suddenly changed; although the rat was still the same rat, it had clearly undergone some kind of fundamental change.

Moreover, the subsequent explanations were all accompanied by hyphens.

But Ke Zhiguang quickly noticed something: although there was only a horizontal bar on the dialog box, the background of the dialog box had changed slightly.

The background of the dialog box is a faintly visible skull, which looks particularly sinister, like a pirate flag.

The hair is creepy.

"Farewell." Yoshida's voice dimmed, as if he were a different person.

He walked away from the chessboard, knocked over another chessboard next to him, and walked straight out of the shop.

The visual effect of symbolism disappears at this point.

"That guy is really something. Hopefully, he'll be taught a lesson this time," a guest nearby remarked.

"Let's not do this again next time, it just doesn't feel right."

"That's right, we have to symbolically lose a few games to him."

A chorus of voices rose and fell around them, expressing a hint of apology.

Ke Zhiguang stared blankly at the glass door that Yoshida had pushed open.

What the hell did he just see?

Chapter Nineteen Ugh! I really want to follow him!

At nine o'clock in the evening, the guests in the Go room gradually went home, and the neon lights lit up the street, forming a pink mist.

After Yoshida left, a new opponent sat down in front of Koji Mitsuhiro. That's how teahouse Go is; it's like there's never an end to the opponents.

"Ah, I lost." A man sitting opposite Ke Zhiguang clutched his hair and let out a wail.

He generously handed Ke Zhiguang the 1000 yuan he had on hand, then got up and left, having already walked through the entire Go room.

"Then I'll be going too." Ke Zhiguang also stood up from the chessboard and rubbed his tired shoulders.

After a day of playing Go, eight games were completed in a row; that's how efficient Go is in the teahouse.

His initial investment of 1000 multiplied several times, becoming 29000. That's how exorbitant the profits were during the bubble era.

这笔增值主要是吉田贡献的，从1000到2000，从2000到4000，再从4000到8000。

Then 16000.

If the limit here weren't limited to 10000, it would likely be increased to 32000 next.

After the fifth game, Yoshida left.

The "Basket Rat" has also become the "Plague Rat," as if the Tyrannomon has evolved into the Zombiemon.

For the first time, I felt that money came so easily, to a frightening degree.

It feels like standing at the forefront of the times, able to rise with the wind, or fall when the wind stops.

Feeling a chill, Ke Zhiguang immediately adjusted his bet back to 1000 when playing against the next three people, otherwise he wouldn't bet at all.

Then it reached 29000, a perfect record for the day.

Ke Zhiguang stared thoughtfully at the 29000 in his hand, then looked at the counter and asked, "Qingdao, how much is this lucky cat on the counter?"

"Around 6000," Harushima Deer replied.

"Okay, I'll buy it now." Ke Zhiguang walked up and placed 6000 on the counter.

Harujima Kashiwa was choked up and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Does that mean you're determined to make trouble for this lucky cat today?

"Are you saying that you've been able to keep winning today because you prayed to this lucky cat?"

"That's one of the reasons, but considering that I mainly won this money from Yoshida today, I think it's necessary to help him out and remove this lucky cat." Ke Zhiguang stroked the Japanese lucky cat on the counter. It was made of white porcelain and was quite different from the golden lucky cat that Chinese people are familiar with.

Turn the lucky cat over and look at its base. Sure enough... it's made in... well, you know.

"Huh? His loss in chess is related to the lucky cat?" Shiro Harujima was even more confused.

"As for feng shui, this lucky cat clashes with his birth chart... Anyway, if you're going to put anything else here, let's change it to something else, like a Cthulhu statue would be quite nice," Ke Zhiguang replied casually.

"What the hell is that?!"

Just as Ke Zhiguang was about to leave with the lucky cat on his back, he suddenly paused, as if there was something he hadn't finished doing.

He went back to the counter and put four more 1000 yuan bills on it.

"Let's keep it here for now. If Yoshida loses again here, we'll use this as collateral."

This 4000, plus the 6000 for buying the lucky cat, totals 10000, which is exactly the bet for the fifth round.

In fact, when he won 16000 in the fourth round, Ke Zhiguang did not plan to play a fifth round. The bets were climbing exponentially, which looked quite terrifying.

But there was no way around it; the feeling of playing and the addiction to the game were both there, so I couldn't resist starting another game.

Harushima Deer was stunned.

To be honest, this move really impressed her.

This is truly a breath of fresh air.

"Don't you need money?" Harujima Shika asked.

"Yes, I'm short of money, but I've thought about it. Getting 10000 yuan right away is a bit too exciting. I'll wait until I win a small championship and become a nouveau riche legally before trying this 10000 yuan one."

Reminded by this, Harushima Shika also remembered that this person's goal was to pursue a professional career.

"Shall we continue our game of chess?" Harushima Shika suddenly asked, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"Of course it has to be finished. It's only been five days," Ke Zhiguang replied naturally.

“Is that so…” Harushima Shika’s eyebrows drooped slightly, and the light in her eyes flickered.

"Goodbye then?"

"Goodbye."

"Next time I'll still bring the maternal... ugh! Papaya milk." Ke Zhiguang was about to blurt out the milk's real name, but he stopped himself immediately.

"Since you insist on bringing it, there's nothing I can do about it. Anyway, it tastes pretty good."

The conversation, which should have ended in a serious and quiet atmosphere of hostility, was somehow dragged into a quagmire by him, leaving Harushima Kashima with nothing but a helpless sigh and closed eyes.

When I looked up again, Ke Zhiguang had already walked out the door, his footsteps fading away on the stairs.

Walking home at night, Ke Zhiguang was still thinking about the "plague rats".

Just by looking at the name, it's easy to associate it with the so-called Black Death, also known as the plague.

However, considering the current worldview, the idea of ​​the Black Death being a whole thing is a bit far-fetched; it's more likely to refer to something like the spread of negative emotions.

For example, Yoshida, who has become a "plague rat," goes to play chess with others, but after the game, the other person is also plagued by negative emotions... Is that the script?

Of course, this is just speculation.

In short, this world is both dangerous and interesting.

Half an hour later,

Half an hour later, at 10 o'clock, the Go room officially closed. Just as Harushima was about to go home, she inexplicably glanced at Koji Mitsuaki's residence across the street.

—How about we go take a look?

She swallowed hard, and suddenly this idea came to her.

It wasn't exactly a sudden occurrence; rather, a few days ago, when I saw that Ke Zhiguang's address was just across the street, my first instinct was to go over and knock on his door.

As for why she knocked on his door, she couldn't explain it. It was like how she used to secretly ring other people's doorbells when she was a child; it was a habitual thought ingrained in her DNA.

Harujima Deer unconsciously took a step and cautiously arrived at the foot of Ke Zhiguang's building. She bent over and hid behind a telephone pole, peeking out at the window upstairs.

That happened to be Ke Zhiguang's bedroom.

Through the window, you can see Ke Zhiguang sitting at his desk, perhaps reviewing today's game.

—It's so late, and you're still studying chess games.

It must be admitted that Ke Zhiguang's progress over the past five days has truly startled Qingdao Lu. With his progress and talent, he might actually be able to win this game from her in twenty-five days.

As Harujima Shika pondered this, she couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, as if a great battle was imminent and a formidable enemy was at hand.

The kind of feeling that winter is coming.

Suddenly, Ke Zhiguang got up and drew the curtains, a move that startled Qingdaolu so much that she seemed to bristle!

Why did he suddenly draw the curtains?

Have I been discovered?

Or is he going to do something shady that requires the curtains to be drawn?

Countless question marks and exclamation marks appeared above Qingdao Lu's head. For a moment, she forgot the most likely scenario—that Ke Zhiguang simply wanted to sleep.

"Mommy, there's a big sister hiding behind a telephone pole, I don't know what she's spying on." A child on the side of the road pointed to the deer behind the telephone pole.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, and remember not to do this kind of thing again, especially late at night." The mother pulled the child away.

The deer on Harushima Island heard it all...

Their reputation suffered a terrible blow.

Chapter 20 Youxuan

Monday morning sunlight was more glaring than usual.

Because it was Monday, the day people least wanted to face, the sunlight was even more glaring.

What was revealed on the chessboard—