The work of the Go master

In mid-July, all matters were settled, and before he left, all the fellow Daoists in the apartment held a farewell party for him.

Remember to come back and visit often!

"We're waiting for your one-to-many guidance game!"

Hmm... It seems that these fellow cultivators who haven't experienced being repeatedly defeated have some misunderstandings about what happened to their predecessors.

Moving trucks weaved through the crowded streets, surrounded by the dazzling lights of the city. Ke Zhiguang sat in the passenger seat, repeatedly opening and closing the folding fan that Saito had given him. In this age without cell phones, the only way to pass the time was with small toys.

The sky suddenly darkened, a huge shadow fell over the ground, and high pressure hovered overhead, causing Ke Zhiguang's pores to shrink.

This is the residential area of ​​the capital of the Yagami Kingdom, and that towering office building stands nearby.

Ke Zhiguang peered out of the car and looked up.

Yagami Kunioya was standing by the window, looking down at Keiji Hikaru with an imposing and aloof air.

A chess piece was placed on the chessboard, activating the game state, and its symbolic spirit was displayed in the sky above the city.

A giant black dragon spread its wings and floated above the city, blocking the sun behind it and casting shadows of death and despair down upon it.

Nighold

The doomsday dragon in Norse mythology that gnawed at the roots of the World Tree.

This is the symbolic spirit of the capital of the Night God Kingdom.

The fact that he's so openly displaying the symbolic spirit probably means... it's all out in the open.

After staring at Ke Zhiguang for a long time, he left through the window, casually removing the chess pieces from the board, and the sunlight shone down again.

Ke Zhiguang sighed helplessly.

Yes, Ragnarok is almost here.

The fact that Ye Shen Guojing revealed his cards this time was more like a military parade, showcasing his strength and martial virtue.

The good news is that this time we don't have to rack our brains trying to guess what the other person's symbolic spirit is.

By the way, Nighad should have absolutely nothing to do with Japanese mythology, right?

As he pondered this, Ke Zhiguang finally arrived at his new residence, a high-rise apartment in the central district, much more spacious than the small room in Taohuazhai.

This is our new home.

Ke Zhiguang took out the [Moving Card] and started rubbing it—

The effect of a cozy little house extends downwards.

At the end of July, Shireshima Deer finally finished moving.

Her lease at the women's dormitory has expired, and it's time for her to move.

This time, I must live independently!

The day after she moved, early in the morning, she went to the balcony and stretched lazily at the city bathed in the morning light.

"Yoshi! Today is another day full of energy!" she encouraged herself.

"Oh, so you've moved out." A familiar voice came from the balcony next door, making Harushima Shika shudder.

She stiffly turned her head away—

Why are you living next door?!

The story continues.

Daily Postscript

Phew... After three months, I can write my postscript again! Hooray!

It has to be said that one of the biggest illusions of writing novels is that as long as you get through the plot, everything will be alright.

As it turns out, this stuff will only get harder to write...

Don't be fooled by the fact that I finalized the script for Ultraman Tiga and provided the keywords for the Giant of Light as early as chapter 22. Actually, those were all impromptu additions. I didn't finalize the boss Gatanothor until chapter 70. By chapter 80, I still didn't know how to use the phone card item. Then I suddenly remembered that there was a clue in chapter 22, so I just used it.

So, you can dig a few plot holes whenever you want, because you never know when you'll need them. If you use them well, it's called strategic planning and ingenious writing. If you don't use them well, just downplay their existence. Anyway, the readers won't remember them. The pacing is perfect!

Cough cough, although I had this volume under control and my inspiration was on point the whole time, I don't know why I was so annoyed and depressed the whole time.

The only explanation might be that my passion for writing is rapidly declining. That's just how books are; you can't stretch the writing process out too long. Once it's stretched out too long, the author will collapse before the book.

Of course, I firmly believe that everything will be alright from now on! After all, there's not much content left, and the long race is about to reach its final sprint.

In short, in terms of content, this next volume is almost the last one. The battle between Koji Hikaru and Yagami Kunikyo will bring this volume to a close. In terms of pacing, it still follows the three-part principle: minor events → medium events → major events.

However, while the main content is complete, a formal conclusion is still needed. Therefore, there is still one more volume, one game of chess to determine the winner against Harushima Shika, and one more game of chess to prove the Dao against Ishishin.

As for dogfighting, I have no such plans. Dogs are so cute, what bad intentions could they possibly have?

I started writing this book in early October 2020, and it's been almost seven months now. It's actually exceeded my expected writing time. After all, in my original plan, I was a good author who could update 6000-8000 words a day. As for the reality... although I only update 4000 words a day, I'm still a good author, right?

To be honest, I've already hit the ceiling for this book. Despite initially being number one on the new book charts and receiving promotions from various sources, it only has 38500 favorites and an average daily subscription of 1780. By the end, it might only reach a maximum of 40000 favorites and 2000 average daily subscriptions, basically signaling the failure of my plan to become a premium book… Damn it, it's all because the Go theme is too niche!

By the way, my next book is already on the agenda, although there are four options.

①I have two more ideas for projects in the Tokyo area. This one seems the most stable, and the target is 3000 per month!

②I also want to write Dragon Raja fanfiction, I can't let Sister Water be the only one who shines!

③ I'm determined to write my "Ice Maiden," fueled by love, and to achieve divine status! A wave of ocean-view apartments is coming my way!

④ Forget it, I'll continue writing Dota, get back to my old ways, return to my old ways, the king of Qidian is back in power, the blood of Dota fans is still easy to suck, just to make sure I don't starve.

Well, I'll hold off on updating for a day. I'm currently busy researching the next round's tactics, striving to find the optimal solution to end this game!

Finally, let's shout out our slogan—getting perfect attendance is a win!

Chapter 1: Life in Season 3 Starts with Breakfast

In August, Tokyo's temperature remained high, and the asphalt roads shimmered with a distorted, vaporous effect.

In the high-rise residential building, the air conditioners run silently, and thick curtains keep out the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, as if on a countdown, Ke Zhiguang woke up right on time.

The curtains were drawn back, letting in the view from the balcony, and my mind cleared in the morning breeze.

This is my new home, on the edge of Chuo Ward, a place where you can vaguely see the Tokyo Bay. The space is about the same size as my original home in Suginami Ward, except that I live here all by myself.

This place is like the Upper East Side in some fantasy novels, where the neighbors are all upper-class people, the elevators are full of middle-class people in suits and carrying briefcases, and the underground garage is full of their cars.

For Ke Zhiguang, although this place is far from his workplace, it is still just one subway line away from the entrance of the chess academy. The subway station is just a left turn after you leave the building, and the total walking distance is no more than 300 meters.

But these are all minor matters. As an excellent 9-dan player, of course I should slack off. As for the company, I can go if I want to, and I can leave if I don't.

The reason why ninth-dan practitioners don't need to clock in on time is hard to refute: they have developed independent training abilities and don't need to gather in groups.

But thinking about it carefully, isn't this rule something you bunch of ninjas made? It's just that these people don't want to go to work!

However, Ke Zhiguang has also reached the level of a 9-dan player, but he has no plans to leave his original life of boasting and bragging at the Go academy for the time being.

I cleared my head on the balcony, then turned and went to the kitchen to work on breakfast preparation.

The kitchen is decorated in warm colors, and the tablecloth has a print, as if a dignified and elegant maid is taking care of everything.

That's what they say, but the maid doesn't provide meals.

Back in Peach Blossom Studio, the space was cramped and there was no gas or anything, so the kitchen utensils were useless. Ke Zhiguang thought that after moving here, all the meals should be ready. But when he woke up... he did cook, but they were all mysterious black things.

Ke Zhiguang looked at this mysterious, culinary disaster with the same regretful expression that Xingcai always wore.

So, the god of quantum mechanics... really can't cook.

And so it never cooked again, as if its self-esteem had been severely damaged. From then on, Ke Zhiguang personally prepared breakfast, simply putting some milk and bread in the refrigerator.

"Damn it! Why aren't there any cooking skill scrolls for me to use!" Ke Zhiguang slammed his fist on the table in anger.

But a thought flashed through my mind—something didn't seem right.

It seems like there's someone living right across from my house who's an amazing cook...

I need to think of a way to trick her into cooking.

The room next door—or rather, the wall next door.

The deer on the island was fast asleep as usual.

This is the second day since Qingdaolu moved here. Many things are not yet set up, and the furniture has not yet been unpacked.

As we all know, the first day of moving is for celebration, while the second day is for the tedious and complicated setup.

A knock came from next door: "Hey, Deer, let's discuss how to make breakfast."

Harushima Kaguya frowned in her sleep: "Kata, hurry up and open the door!"

"Wang Wang!"

Ke Zhiguang said, "Well... to be honest, I wasn't actually knocking on the door, I was just knocking on the wall."

So what kind of thought process would lead someone to let their dog open the door?

Ke Zhiguang's voice instantly woke Qingdaolu from her sleep: "The soundproofing of this wall is terrible!"

Not long after, she finished her morning routine and came to Ke Zhiguang's room: "So why did you wake me up so early in the morning?"

"I was thinking of asking you to help me research breakfast... never mind, let's just have three meals a day." Ke Zhiguang said, looking at the dazzling array of ingredients in the refrigerator.

"You bought way too many ingredients! Do you even know how to cook?"

"I originally thought that when I moved out on my own, I could experience the joy of cooking myself, but when I actually held the kitchen utensils, I found that I had no motivation... Sigh, maybe that's life," Ke Zhiguang said with a sense of reflection.

Actually, they were all bought on a whim, hoping that the god of quantum mechanics would make them.

“Even if you look for me, it won’t make a difference. I’ve never cooked before. When I was in the women’s dormitory, I ate all three meals at the cafeteria on the second floor. At home, the chef always cooks for me.” Harushima Shika said with a yawn. “It’s been like this for so long. I’m going back to catch up on my sleep. For breakfast, I’ll just go to the convenience store on the right downstairs.”

"Wait!" Ke Zhiguang solemnly called out to the other party.

"W-what's wrong?"

"I heard a story from Mr. Hanno: Once upon a time, there was a female Go player whose skill level was stuck at a mediocre level. But later, she followed her master's advice and chose to study cooking. Sure enough, she broke through the bottleneck in her Go skills as she improved her cooking skills," said Ke Zhiguang seriously.

"Really?" Harushima Kashima's eyes lit up, her heart fluttering slightly.

"Of course it's true, Mr. Hanno told me himself."