The work of the Go master

The only explanation is that this person is so charlatan that it's only natural for him to have special circumstances.

"I roughly understand, please continue." Ke Zhiguang was quite capable of understanding this abstract concept, so he didn't mind.

"I saw it then, the outline of your fortune... it was the shape of a person, like a young girl..."

Ok?

Could this be...?

Ke Zhiguang subconsciously looked around at himself.

Could he truly be the god of quantum mechanics?

"Be more specific, is she a loli or an older sister type? What type is she? A rubber boat or a battleship?" Ke Zhiguang suddenly became very concerned about these key details, and his gaze sharpened.

"This... I'm not quite sure either." Kiyonuma Yuzawa was momentarily speechless.

How could anyone see that clearly?!

Also, why isn't this person surprised at all that their fortune is depicted as a woman's silhouette, and why did they fast-forward to these questions? And why did they ask them with such a serious expression?

"That's not the main point. The main point is that the girl's silhouette has a pair of ears on her head," Kiyonuma added.

"Ears?" Ke Zhiguang's first reaction was that it was cat ears.

That's true. For a long time, the god of quantum mechanics has felt to him like a cat that is sometimes docile and sometimes irritable, and often plays the riddle game to highlight the mystery of feline nature.

"Those are a pair of...dog ears."

this......

The contrast is too great!

This thing doesn't look like a dog at all!

However, to be fair, Ke Zhiguang prefers dogs to cats.

Could it be that the appearance of this god of quantum mechanics was determined according to his own preferences?

"Finally, there's its power. I can sense the strength of most fortunes. I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from Ye Shen Guojing in a game of handicap. His strength can only be described as nuclear deterrence. But with your fortune, I can't sense its strength at all, it's like a vacuum."

"Vacuum? Universe?" Ke Zhiguang easily made the connection.

Kiyonuma continued to shake his head: "I don't know either, but in any case... it's definitely not an ordinary fortune."

After that, Koji Hikaru continued to ask several questions about this point, but he did not get a definite answer. Kiyonuma gradually became exhausted and looked like he had been drained dry.

It seems that this is all the information we have.

Now, Ke Zhiguang was too lazy to use profound and unfathomable words to describe this god who had always been behind him but remained unreachable. He simply used the most straightforward and direct labels to describe it.

A dog-eared girl—this is the character design of the god of quantum mechanics.

Then put a maid's apron on her...

Logically speaking, according to the definition of the Go grid, the main body of the Go piece should naturally be located at the top left of the grid, symbolizing the most orthodox Go game, so the maid outfit can be located at the bottom right.

Since they're both black and white, in conclusion, maid = Go, that's it!

The bizarre facts and the cuteness factor have increased!

But after getting the appeal, Koji Hikaru also began to think about the true purpose of the god of quantum mechanics arranging for him to meet Kiyosuma. Surely it wasn't just to get some information about his appearance and then be done with it.

It's also possible that the relevant information has already been printed on the chessboard.

Ke Zhiguang continued, "I have another question. Why were you chosen by Ye Shen Guojing and given the Demon Dragon Painting?"

Kiyonuma Yuzawa said, "This may be related to a talent I was born with. I have a very accurate eye for judging the strength of other players. I don't know why, but ever since I started playing Go, I have often been able to see through the opponent's strength at a glance. After I got that painting, this ability of mine became even stronger. I can directly sense the opponent's fortune."

This description reminded Ke Zhiguang of Shi Wu, whose hearing was exceptionally unique.

This person has had keen hearing since childhood, and can often hear others whispering bad things about him behind his back. This is one of the sources of his twisted personality. After receiving the Dragon Gift, this hearing ability was also transformed into part of his chess skills.

There may be a group of people in this world who are born with this almost superpower-like skill and are naturally compatible with the habits of underworld objects.

Kiyonuma Ryuzawa's eyesight.

Loss of hearing.

If this trend continues, all five senses will be stimulated.

"Do you know anyone else with similar abilities to yours?" Ke Zhiguang asked.

His strategy was simple: find someone with similar abilities to Kiyosuma Yuzawa, but stronger than him, and then he might be able to see the true face of the god of quantum mechanics at a glance.

His main quest didn't include investigating its true nature, but his curiosity about it had reached unprecedented levels.

"I've already said, I'm just a nobody, how would I know about these high-level big shots?" Kiyonuma Yuzawa continued helplessly.

That's right, now that we've asked this many questions, it's time to take action ourselves.

Side quest: Find someone who can see through other people's fortunes at a glance.

"Then one last question, what is the fortune of Yagami Kunikyo?" Ke Zhiguang asked, thinking to himself, "Could it be another dragon? In the local Japanese pronunciation, it's called Dragon."

Kiyonuma Yuzawa's expression darkened, as if recalling something unpleasant: "Actually, I can't really see what the fortunes of these people who are far stronger than me are like, except for you... I only know that the fortune of Yagami Kyoto is terrifying, and it is huge, bigger than I can imagine."

Ke Zhiguang nodded, having a general idea of ​​what was going on.

When it comes to Japanese-style evil dragon kings, the first thing that comes to mind is Yamata no Orochi, which has five more heads than Ghidorah, making it even more imposing.

However, if it were to actually be Orochi, it would feel too cliché. So, is this game really just about who has more heads? The more heads, the stronger?

Ke Zhiguang frowned, sensing that things were not so simple.

"That's all for now, thanks for your help." Ke Zhiguang stood up from his seat, looking like he was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Kiyonuma Yuzawa suddenly called out to him from behind.

"What are you doing?"

"This...it might sound funny if I say it, but I still want to thank you." Kiyonuma Yuzawa straightened his expression, as if he were forcibly mustering the courage to speak to Kazuki Mitsuhiro.

"Thank you for what?" Ke Zhiguang was still confused.

"How should I put it? Although I was utterly crushed by your game, and it even left me with some trauma, I still want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I might have died in a few years," Kiyonuma Yuzawa said sincerely.

Before using the demon dragon painting, he was mentally prepared, knowing that after using it, his immune system would weaken and even a minor illness could kill him.

And they will never be able to be exposed to sunlight again.

But at that time, his path in chess had just been shattered, and he was unwilling to accept the fate of returning to the countryside to become a factory worker. So he resolutely accepted the fate of the demon dragon and planned to fast-forward his life in exchange for a brief moment of pleasure.

But on the day he lost the game, the entire Demon Dragon's game room collapsed, and a ray of sunlight shone on his ashen face.

He was suddenly able to receive direct sunlight, as if he had returned to the world of the living.

After experiencing the disillusionment of pleasure, but having narrowly escaped death, he returned to his hometown in a sorry state, only to unexpectedly discover... that it's better to be alive.

Only after truly facing death will one understand that rather than glossing over death, it's better to figure out how to survive.

"That's it?" Ke Zhiguang picked at his ear, giving a dismissive look.

"To be honest, this is what I really think, and it took a lot of courage for me to say it!"

"Then cherish life, live like an ordinary person, stroll around the snow forest whenever you have time, rescue small animals, and try to persuade people who are contemplating ending their lives to come back to life." Ke Zhiguang smiled lightly.

"Yes! I understand!" he replied energetically.

After saying goodbye to Zezi, Ke Zhiguang headed back.

Before leaving, Ke Zhiguang went into the villa one last time to take a commemorative photo.

Let's leave this villa vacant for a while. When I have some free time, I'll fill it with some furniture and enjoy the snow woman's pampering.

On the way back, darkness had fallen, and a sliver of moonlight peeked out from behind the clouds, illuminating the crystal-clear snow.

Today's omens are very auspicious; it will be a peaceful and safe night.

Back at the hot spring inn in the evening, I was greeted by another group of lifeless relatives and friends, all slumped over the dining table, exuding a musty, bored vibe.

Because of yesterday's heavy snow, all the tourist attractions and recreational areas were closed, so the group stayed in the hotel all day, watching everything from the morning shows to the evening shows.

"Where did you go? How come you suddenly disappeared?" Harushima Kashima's upper body was slumped on the table, her cheeks rubbing against the surface in dissatisfaction.

"I ran an errand for Saito-sensei and handed him some cigars." Koji Mitsuaki displayed his skillful acting. "Alright, I'm free now. Didn't you want to play Go with me yesterday? My Yangchun style is ready."

"Hmph, almost a day has passed, my interest is long gone." Harushima Kashima pouted.

Xiong Ying chimed in from the side, "Alright, let's have some fun playing mahjong! I checked my horoscope today, and my luck is on fire right now. Get ready for my onslaught!"

Yingmei quietly picked up a mahjong set, looking quite energetic.

"Alright, let's play mahjong today!" Ke Zhiguang slapped his thigh and boldly sat down at the table.

Playing chess or mahjong is much more fun than playing chess.

Amidst the cheerful sounds of mahjong, the night passed peacefully and serenely, with the moon high above watching over this tranquil city.

The chessboard didn't display any items related to the event, only a friendly reminder: "Enjoy the last days of winter break!"

Time flows like sand in an hourglass; though it is so subtle that people cannot feel its flow, it does indeed accumulate little by little.

In the hot spring town, the battle for the Dragon Throne has largely come to a conclusion.

After the meeting, the veteran ninjas left Hokkaido one by one. Although the hot springs were believed to promote longevity, the overall temperature was still quite unbearable.

Saito did not choose to leave, but stayed. He lay on a bench nearby as if in a sauna, humming a folk tune to the moon.

"Saito-sensei, aren't you planning to leave here?" Kiko Seinoka's voice rang out from the side.

"You haven't left either, Your Majesty. Are you planning to enjoy the blessings of the Spring God all by yourself after we stinky men have left?" Saito teased humorously.

“I am the chairperson of the council, and I can only leave after everyone has left.” Kiko Seinoka stood to the side, her cherry-colored kimono appearing particularly elegant in the mist.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t leave anytime soon. I have training appointments with people, so I’ll probably have to stay in Hokkaido for a while,” Saito said. “I need to prepare for my bid for the Dragon title.”

"The best opponent you could ask for must be Mr. Yue Tian."

"Yeah, I originally wanted to challenge Koji Hikaru, but he's also a participant in the Dragon Throne Battle, a formidable opponent for me. I can't spar with him... Besides, judging from the current situation, it's clear that I would benefit more from sparring with him, while he would benefit less." Saito said self-deprecatingly, implying that he was likely already weaker than Hikaru.

"Well then, I wish you good luck, Saito-sensei." Kiko Seinoka bowed deeply to Saito, performing a very formal greeting.

Something is also happening in Tokyo.

The location was the chess academy, and the time was the evening before I was about to clock out.

"Report! Bamboo swordsmith is back!" A burly, middle-aged fifth-dan swordsman rushed back from the doorway as if he had seen a ghost.