I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

If you die, at least you'll die with dignity.

But if I survive and accept being a useless person, that would be the most terrifying thing, worse than death!

When I die of old age and see Luo Feng in hell, I probably won't even have the face to lift my head, right?

No, you can't do that!

"Then, after erasing my memories, can you keep my talents?" Kong Yinzi looked at Luo Feng with hopeful eyes: "Is that possible?"

If she were a normal person, seeing her pitifully empty wallet, she might grant her this small request.

This request was far too easy for Luo Feng; all he had to do was not take back what he had traded for.

Unfortunately, Luo Feng is not a devil who will waver.

"You're overthinking it, young lady. If you didn't know me, how would you have acquired this talent?" Luo Feng said with pity. "Besides, do you really think this little bit of talent is enough?"

"You can wait a while before choosing, go and experience it first, it belongs to Tetu's talent."

Kong Yinzi felt like her brain was about to explode. She felt more enlightened than ever before, as if she were a sophisticated computer, or even a computer with humanity.

Countless ways to play shogi flashed through her mind, all of which she had never encountered before!

Modern shogi is utterly worthless in the face of these moves!

She had already placed herself in the Dragon King Battle, in the position of Kuzuryu Yaichi, and in the position of Meijin.

They're too weak. Their moves are too easy to figure out. Their shogi doesn't deserve to be called shogi at all.

One method is easy to become formulaic, while the other only has strong computing power, making it similar to a computer's method...

That's right. In Sora Ginko's eyes right now, neither Meijin nor Kuzuryu Yaichi are weak at this moment!

The god-like existence of celebrities can only be truly understood after experiencing divine power; one then realizes just how far they are from being divine.

"This, this is the computing power of a god?" Kong Yinzi's face lost all color.

“That’s right, this is the power of the gods. Go.” Luo Feng gently pushed her from behind, and she involuntarily sat down opposite the empty space.

"Oh, a challenger, huh?" Sora said, holding a shogi piece in his hand. "To be honest, I prefer Go to shogi."

"Unnie talks a lot when she sees cute girls..." Bai remarked.

Sora, 18 years old, unemployed, virgin, otaku, suffers from communication difficulties, and wears jeans and a T-shirt reminiscent of a typical squatting otaku.

Bai, eleven years old, refuses to go to school, has no friends, is bullied by classmates, and suffers from anthropophobia.

These were the two people who once defeated the gods.

This was the first time Sora had heard Blank speak, and the first time she had interacted with the two of them.

These two guys were not as cold as she had imagined; they were actually very humane.

They only show a serious attitude when playing games.

"Are you... real, or what?" Sora Ginko instinctively wanted to say a few more words to the brother and sister.

“It really existed, but we hadn’t played shogi much before. Tet was interested, so we learned a bit. It’s different from chess, but not that difficult.” Sora smiled and said, “If it weren’t for Tet’s power, Shiro wouldn’t have played shogi with you.”

"You are just projections, so are you actually stronger than you are now...?"

“Of course it’s stronger than it is now.” Kong said nonchalantly, “Now we’re playing with gods, and it’s quite fun to play with them. We can experience the real thrill of the game, unlike in this broken world where everything is boring. It’s all about winning, and it’s not easy to feel any tension.”

"It's not easy to feel nervous... Why don't you guys go participate in the competition..."

"A competition? Competitions don't allow two people to register together." Kong found a reason for himself.

Actually, he and his sister felt like they were about to explode whenever they left home; they hated Tokyo so much.

"Brother, are you done talking?" Bai hated talking about things in this world, not even things that might trigger memories.

"almost."

Their gazes suddenly sharpened, as if a sharp sword were about to pierce through Kong Yinzi.

"Alright, let's begin the game!"

Chapter 077? Blank

Sora Ginko was kneeling there properly, while the other two were sitting casually.

He sat cross-legged, with Shiro sitting on his lap, completely unaffected by the etiquette of shogi.

At this time, in this place, facing such a person, Sora Ginko did not try to correct the other party's idea. Instead, she bowed respectfully and took her first step.

Immediately following was an empty hand.

Aiyakura... and what Master is good at?

This is a very common tactic. In the professional world, horn swapping is all the rage. Yaichi Kuzuryu even said something like, "Yagura is finished."

However, it was Kong who made this move, and Kong Yinzi dared not be careless at all.

Kong Yinzi naturally accepted the offer, based on TeTu's computing power.

In the first few moves, you can't tell the strength of the opponent; they're all just ordinary opening moves.

He plays chess step by step, one move at a time, until ten moves later...

"Brother, switch hands..."

Kong Yinzi tensed up when she saw the other side change players.

Kong is good at scheming, Bai is good at calculating!

After taking over, the younger sister continued on her path step by step.

Sora Ginko couldn't see it before, but now she can see just how terrifying Shiro really is!

In this game, she can use a program that can calculate 200 million moves per second as her opponent, and achieve a 20-game winning streak by alternating between attacking first and attacking second.

Sora Ginko is facing just such an opponent.

She began to read the game in her mind, and she was horrified to discover that after White made a few moves, she had countless variations of the game.

If she had played the same move as before, she would have lost the next move. That was the optimal solution that countless people had researched!

However, for Bai, the so-called optimal solution is bound to fail!

It can only be said that the rules of shogi are too complex, and sometimes a slight difference in a single move can lead to a huge error.

A Go player and a famous player once devised a seemingly invincible strategy, which was eventually deciphered by Kuzuryu Yaichi after reading it.

What should we do in this situation?

Of course, it's all about the layout!

Neither attack nor defend; a stable strategy, even if slightly disadvantaged, is acceptable.

If she fails to discover her own scheme, she will lose!

pat!

Kong Yinzi played a move that belonged to Tetu!

In exchange for the luxury carriage, they upgraded their horn carriage to a horse.

Since that's the case, I might as well lose my composure.

Seizing the chariot that had just been placed in the chessboard, Kong Yinzi slammed it directly onto the board.

Bai stared wide-eyed, in front of the flying car... and then knocked it down again?

Bai's hand paused. Kong took over at this moment, not only breaking Kong Yinzi's plan, but also digging a pit for her.

No, this looks like a trap, but it's actually a calculated move; he's forcing me to follow his lead...

You can't follow his rhythm, otherwise you'll definitely lose after thirty-six moves!

So, what about this move?

Seeing the empty silver piece, White takes over again...

Their teamwork was flawless; together, they were invincible!

Sora Ginko had never enjoyed playing Go so much; she never imagined her computing power could be this strong.

No move is invincible, no move is optimal for oneself, and the opponent is not someone you can defeat simply by relying on the so-called optimal solution.

Is this the pinnacle of the shogi world?

No, perhaps there is a place even further away, where one only possesses the power that the gods once had, and the brother and sister before one's eyes are merely projections.

What if it's the person themselves?

If one were to reach the level of a god and play chess with them, what kind of splendor would that be?

Kong Yinzi disregarded Tetu's experience and relied solely on his own experience, playing style, and Tetu's computational power.

Every move she made was exhausting, requiring careful thought, even for someone with divine calculation abilities.

But she was very happy!

Playing chess is indeed the most enjoyable thing.

At this point, she was no longer affected by her physical strength, nor was she bound by her previous stubbornness.

She seemed to have transcended everything, transcended the world she once knew, transcended everything.

At that moment, everything else seemed incredibly insignificant to her, except for the game of chess, which felt absolutely real.

This game of chess, which had no time limit, lasted for more than six hours.

The adrenaline and dopamine released by the brain boosted the three people's concentration to the limit.

Six hours felt like an eternity to the three players.

Then, the moment to determine the winner finally arrived.

He was dying.

The brother and sister won.

"Haaaaaaahhhhhh..."

Both of them let out a long breath, indicating that the game had made them forget to breathe.