The work of the Go master

What the hell is this thing?

Why did this drop on Bai Meng?

Chapter Four: These are all games my buddies brought back.

However, upon closer reflection, it makes sense. As an excellent bounty hunter, Bai Meng would naturally not let go of a claw machine, a machine that allows one to gamble away money like crazy. Just one coin can yield hundreds of times the profit.

Although this skill is not very useful to Ke Zhiguang, he is happy to learn it, adhering to the principle that it is never a bad thing to have more skills.

"Bai Meng, how about we play a tense and exciting game of Go now?" Ke Zhiguang said directly.

Ping Shisheng was taken aback: "We're on holiday now, and you're still talking about this?"

The vice president immediately shut him up with a swift kick.

"That's a good idea. I'd love to see Bai Meng and Ke Zhiguang play a game to determine the strongest player in our Go club."

As the vice president spoke, he gave Bai Meng a look.

“No problem, Guang-kun, I’ve been waiting for your challenge.” After receiving the look, Bai Meng immediately coughed lightly, looked at Ke Zhiguang solemnly, and changed her address to Guang.

Harushima Kaoru lay on the sofa, propping her head up with her hand, and said boredly, "Aren't you guys being a bit too childish? It's a holiday, and you still want to play chess to decide the winner?"

“Miss Harushima, you would never understand the bond between me and Hikaru-kun. This is a game destined for us.” Bai Meng’s gaze swept over Harushima Shika.

Harujima Deer's eyebrows twitched.

—Was this mother really this chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur)?

“Alright, you guys play your chess, we’ll play this instead.” Ping Shisheng immediately noticed the Famicom in the center of the living room and started rummaging through the cartridges.

Ping Shisheng found a cartridge that looked pretty good: "What game is this? It looks like it was released in an English-speaking region?"

"I'm not sure, it seems to be from North America, and the content might be related to fighting zombies or something."

"What about this one? Why is it all in English too?"

"It's also from North America, and it seems to be some kind of alien."

Ke Zhiguang couldn't explain the origins of these games either. Although the outer packaging was indeed that of a Famicom game cartridge, the visual effects after inserting it gave it an old-fashioned Atari game console feel.

"Where did you get all these rare items?!"

"I asked my friend to bring it to me."

"Okay, whatever you say..."

Ke Zhiguang stood up and said, "Bai Meng, wait a moment, I'll go get the chessboard."

The vice president suddenly stopped him: "Let Bai Meng play chess in your room. If we play in the living room, it will disturb you."

The deer on the island finally sensed something was wrong.

—Does this guy even have a wingman?

"I'll go and be an observer too, to assess your level and point out your mistakes." Harushima Shika stretched and got up from the sofa, her movements quite natural.

“This is a rare break time, and it must be a precious time for a remarkable professional Go player like Princess Qingdao. We don’t get overtime pay, so we won’t trouble you to give us your guidance,” Bai Meng said with a kind smile.

The sound just feels a little strange.

"You! Hmph, you're just a high school student. It's an honor for you to receive my guidance. Consider this a free lesson for you."

"Okay, let's finish downloading first, and we'll call you over to join us for the review later."

"I just want to go in and see you guys!" Harushima Shika flipped the table.

Sparks flew between them as they locked eyes.

Ke Zhiguang leaned against the wall in surprise, watching the two confront each other as if they were monkeys.

Clearly, Bai Meng had the upper hand in the wording of the dialogue, while Qingdao Lu could only frantically add exclamation marks at the end of her sentences.

It's not that this gap is incomprehensible. Although Harushima Shika is an outstanding chess player, she only has an elementary school diploma at best. Her eloquence is nowhere near that of Shiromu, who excels in Chinese literature.

I've decided that I'll have to teach Harushima Kakashi how to throw out pre-match trash talk and how to use abstract language to deal with haters when I have time.

As for why these two are so hostile to each other... well, women are always born with a knack for domestic power struggles.

Ke Zhiguang calmly peeled an orange on the side.

Shuicheng's voice suddenly came: "Xiaoguang, this is your room, right? Let me go in and clean it for you."

"Actually, there's not much that needs cleaning."

"Alright, I'll come in now."

The two men, who were facing off, were stunned and realized that something was seriously wrong.

—Stop right there! I should be the first person to enter that room!

The two of them pounced on it together.

With a click, the doorknob turned.

Shuicheng was the first to enter the room: "So this is Xiaoguang's room. It's surprisingly clean and tidy."

*Thump* twice.

Harujima Deer and Shiro Meng both collapsed face down on the floor, sliding a short distance, their arms outstretched forward, forming the shape of two flowers of hope.

"What kind of joke are you two... playing at?" Ke Zhiguang asked, scratching his head as he saw the two of them.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Bai Meng seems really tired after getting involved with Qingdao. Is this thing contagious?

The vice president patted Bai Meng's shoulder helplessly and said in a low voice, "There's nothing I can do. Nature is the best counter to everything. You can't beat Shuicheng."

Finally, everyone went into the room together.

Ping Shisheng turned his head in confusion, only to find that no one was beside him.

What's going on? Are you all here to play chess?

"You, keep your voice down, don't disturb us," the vice president instructed Ping Shisheng.

"Oh, I understand."

With a bang, the vice president slammed the door shut.

The living room now only contains Ping Shisheng and a game console.

.....

.....

In the cramped room, Ke Zhiguang and Bai Meng sat facing each other on the floor across a chessboard, while the vice president and Qingdao Lu sat on either side watching the game.

Shuicheng was indeed diligently cleaning the room.

Ke Zhiguang was glad that he had disposed of the suspicious items in advance.

After taking a deep breath, Ke Zhiguang said, "Then, let's begin."

"Please give me your guidance." Bai Meng also lowered her head, casually tucking her long hair behind her ear to prevent it from falling down.

After guessing first, Ke Zhiguang routinely holds white.

After the first chess piece was placed, the white swan behind Bai Meng appeared.

From the perspective of the player, the swan suddenly appeared much larger, huge and graceful, as if it were truly a Tu-160.

The surrounding scenery also changed, transforming into a lake-like landscape with shimmering water reflecting on its surface.

Ke Zhiguang followed suit, placing his piece and causing ripples to spread across the lake's surface, as the swans flapped their wings.

An afternoon passed by with the sound of pieces being placed, the sunlight was dimmed, and before you knew it, it was almost five o'clock.

"White wins by 9 points," said Shiori Shika from the side.

Bai Meng breathed a sigh of relief: "As expected, Guang-kun, you have reached a level that I have almost reached."

Although she lost the game, Bai Meng had almost no negative feelings; she had expected this outcome.

Only under such circumstances does the process of playing chess become more important than the result, and only when you are playing against someone you want to face does the sound of the game become so beautiful.

"Thank you for your guidance," Ke Zhiguang replied.

Of course, there was no fan this time.

Chapter 5: A videotape with a strange title?

It was getting late, and the rush hour traffic was already jammed on the streets.

"That's all for today then," the vice president said.

This group of people didn't get home until almost midnight last night and were severely criticized by their parents. They must return home early today.

After finishing the chess game, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon. Then everyone picked up their NES to play something, the kind where each person gets one life, and the time passed quickly.

Harujima Deer was almost never exposed to such a frivolous and decadent thing before, and she quickly became addicted.

She somehow found a fighting game and engaged in several intense matches with Bai Meng, ultimately resulting in a draw.

Ke Zhiguang had hoped that these two would develop a friendship through a conflict, but instead, their animosity towards each other actually intensified right after the fight, which is quite intriguing.

In fact, Ke Zhiguang had also prepared playing cards to play Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game) for everyone present. He was a champion in this area, but unfortunately, no one was interested in poker.

Finally, after finishing our Shizuoka Gyokuro, today's activities have come to an end.

Energy restored by 20%

It turns out to be a supply item.

"Any activities or plans for tomorrow?" Ping Shisheng asked, bored.

He spent half an afternoon there playing E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial by himself, the garbage game that bankrupted Atari.

The fact that the Famicom could play Atari games can probably only be explained by quantum mechanics.

What's puzzling is why this person has the patience to play such a trashy game for an entire afternoon.

"I thought I could beat this game..." he said helplessly.

Sorry, this game is designed to be a trap; there's no such thing as "beating" it.