Global Games: Old Chess Players

Half an hour ago, Sapporo City, Tanukikoji Commercial Street.

Night has not yet fallen, and the neon lights of this commercial street have not yet turned on.

The closed dome blocked out the afterglow of the setting sun and the falling snowflakes, making the commercial street gloomy and the doors of every shop closed.

At this time, two players from Japan were walking slowly in Tanukikoji Commercial Street.

"Maruyama, do we really want to walk on this street?" Minoru Iwata was a little uncomfortable with the low temperature in Sapporo, and his neck shrank from the cold.

Maruyama Jun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Of course, Iwata, you won't be afraid, right?"

"I'm not afraid, but can we really do it if we don't find someone to form a team?" Minoru Iwata said, "It's getting darker and darker. When the time comes, those monsters will come out..."

Jun Maruyama played with his phone and interrupted him rudely, "Shut up, Iwata, I said, the two of us are enough. Only trash needs to team up with others!"

"But..." Minoru Iwata hesitated.

"But what? I ranked 1500 points before. What game do I not know better than you?"

"Maruyama, that's the League of Legends, it's different from reality..."

"They're not all the same. Ever since I was little, I haven't easily surpassed others in any game. As long as it's a game, I can do it."

As Maruyama Jun spoke, his eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone. While the copy was in progress, the mobile phone signal could not reach the current city.

At this moment, he wants to play two downloaded videos.

These two videos went viral within an hour after the "Global Evolution Game" started, and the number of views on Twitter can only be described as "explosive growth."

"Are you still reading?" Minoru Iwata looked at Jun Maruyama's cell phone.

The title of the first video is very eye-catching:

[The probability is one in ten million! The students of Huaxia Shangshi High School have awakened a special profession - the old chess player!!].

This video has been viewed up to 5 million times on Twitter, and the comment area is filled with countless comments.

Iwata Minoru looked at the high school student playing with the stone statue in the classroom in the video and asked in confusion:

"Old chess player, what kind of special profession is this? Even chess players can fight?"

"I also want to know why someone who is good at chess can have an exclusive career sequence. This game system is really disgusting..." Maruyama Jun's expression was distorted for a moment, and his tone was dissatisfied.

"Have you ever played chess, Maruyama? I don't understand it at all..."

"I haven't played it either. The rules are too complicated. Who would like this kind of thing?"

"So what were the skills of chess players of old?"

"I don't know. There are only test scenes in the video. He didn't use any skills." Maruyama Jun scratched his chin and said nonchalantly:

"Chess player, it sounds like this profession is quite low-level. I guess special professions are also divided into low-level and high-level..."

Iwata Minoru smiled and echoed:

"Yeah, how can a chess player fight? This person is so unlucky, he might as well be an ordinary professional."

"Don't read it, it's a waste of time."

Maruyama Jun used the jump function to finish watching this video and jump to the next video. The title of the second video is equally eye-catching:

[The evolution game begins! A baby dragon suddenly appears on the streets of New York, USA!]

"Young dragon?" Minoru Iwata was confused, "Does this have anything to do with the special occupational sequence, Maruyama-kun."

Maruyama Jun started playing the video and said impatiently: "Who knows, someone else sent it to me, I haven't seen it yet."

On the screen of the mobile phone, the Statue of Liberty in New York, USA flashed by, and the camera flipped to a street in New York.

On the street, an Asian girl with medium-long brown hair raised the corners of her mouth, turned her pretty face to the camera, and showed a confident and contemptuous smile.

Iwata Minoru was stunned and said hurriedly:

"Let me go, wait, isn't this Asuka Uesugi from our class before? It turns out she transferred to New York?"

"Shirt Asuka? That violent woman?" Jun Maruyama was stunned for a moment.

He pressed the pause button, frowned, and carefully looked at the face on the video.

Before Asuka Uesugi went to study abroad, she publicly called Jun Maruyama a "fat gamer" in front of everyone in the class, so Jun Maruyama deeply hated her.

"Yes, this face is undoubtedly hers..." Minoru Iwata paused and said in shock, "I said before that she studied abroad, but I didn't expect it to be in New York, USA!"

The corner of Maruyama Jun's mouth twitched, and he pressed the play button.

The moment Asuka Uesugi raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a contemptuous smile, a scene appeared that shocked Iwata Minoru and Maruyama Jun at the same time.

The two of them stared so wide that their eyes almost squeezed out of their sockets.

"How is it possible..." Maruyama Jun's voice was hoarse.

Iwata Minoru murmured in disbelief, "What kind of monster is this..."

In the video, Asuka Uesugi's body changes drastically. The red scales are like tightly clasped scales, protruding out of the body layer by layer, covering the surface of her skin. Horns and tails emerge from the front and rear sides of the body respectively.

Her bones grew and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and every muscle fiber was as clear as a twisted steel cable.

The scariest thing is her face.

The scarlet pupils stood up high like wild beasts, and the sharp fangs revealed cruelty and ferocity.

"hiss--"

Hot and surging steam continuously surged out from the scales of this red baby dragon and gradually spread to the sky. They were like tiny white pythons, wrapping around the body of this dragon.

From a distance in the video, Asuka Uesugi looked like a small steam train ready to move, her whole body filled with a sense of infinite power.

"Dragon!" Iwata Minoru shouted in shock: "Maruyama! She turned into a dragon!"

"I know, shut up!"

Maruyama Jun's face was extremely gloomy. He scrolled down the video, and the comments that were loaded before were still there.

In the comment area, there were comments left by citizens at the scene: [Netizen Kira: I heard the voice of the system at that time, saying that the special career sequence she owned was called - Crimson Dragon Wings].

"Why, why on earth..." Jun Maruyama muttered.

He stared hard at the words 'Crimson Dragon Wings', thoroughly confirming that even Asuka Uesugi, whom he hated, had a special career sequence that was unique to her.

Iwata Minoru had no time to comment on this video. He looked up at the gloomy sky and hurriedly urged Maruyama Jun:

"Compared to these, the sky is getting darker and darker, Maruyama-kun, we have to get ready quickly!"

At night, ghost warriors will descend on the city.

"Damn it!" Jun Maruyama turned off his cell phone and muttered unwillingly, "That violent woman deserves a special profession, so why don't I? Iwata, what's wrong with me..."

"Don't worry about it, Maruyama, have you seen the skills?!"

"I must have seen it."

Night falls suddenly, the sky is dark and the moonlight is faint.

Neon lights shine brightly in Tanukikoji Commercial Street.

There seemed to be an invisible ghost roaring in the air, and in an instant, shadows floated up from the shadows on the ground.

"Wha...what?" Jun Maruyama was stunned.

He looked around and saw at least a dozen phantoms appearing in his field of vision. The ghost warriors were holding swords and wearing armor. Under the worn-out red helmets, there were eyes burning with dark blue flames.

Iwata Minoru's back was soaked with cold sweat. He grabbed the stunned Jun Maruyama and roared:

"Maruyama, let's hide quickly!"

"Why are you panicking? Aren't you a warrior? Come on..." Maruyama Jun swallowed a sip of water, "I am a mage and I will deal damage from behind. We can win..."

"Really?" Minoru Iwata asked hoarsely.

Maruyama Jun looked at the blood bars on the heads of these ghost warriors and said calmly:

"Okay, look at the first-level mobs in online games. Not all of them can be eliminated with just one skill. They just seem to be crowded. What are you panicking about?"

Iwata Minoru is a warrior profession and will have a physical bonus of 1 point. The physical strength value affects health, endurance, and weight.

In other words, the initial health and defense of the warrior will be higher.

He has two skills at hand, namely battle cry (shocks surrounding enemies, causing them to be stunned for one second, and enhances his own defense in a short period of time) and collapse (strengthens the power of the next attack, causing a ranged hit)

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Maruyama Jun chose the mage profession, and the two skills at hand were fireball and blast spell.

The former needs no introduction, the latter is used to speed up a target and make it agile in a short period of time.

"Fireball Technique!" Maruyama Jun muttered silently and pointed his right palm at a ghost warrior in the distance.

A fire about the size of a football formed in front of his palm, and a fierce wind blew.

Not only that, Jun Maruyama also targeted the fireball and released the "Wind Curse".

The function of the Wind Curse is to increase the speed of an object, not limited to people.

"call--"

The surrounding air was slightly turbulent, and the fireball flew out from Maruyama Jun's palm, carrying an unstoppable wind, and shot straight towards the ghost warrior.

"It's amazing!" Iwata Minoru opened his eyes wide. This was the first time he saw Maruyama Jun's skills.

"Bang!"

The fireball hit the monster, which screamed and was knocked back half a meter.

"Look, I..." Junzheng Maruyama was proud, and his voice suddenly stopped, "I..."

[Ghost Warrior HP: 100% → 75%]

The two of them were stunned at the same time. After the ghost warrior in the front was hit by the fireball, his health value only dropped by a quarter.

That's right, a quarter.

And the most important thing is that there are ten ghost warriors around... Now, because of Maruyama Jun's fire ball, all the ghost warriors are paying attention to these two!

The ghost warriors' eyes burning with deep blue fire turned toward them one after another. The dark wind howled, and they roared angrily. They waved their swords in disorder and rushed towards the two of them with their backs bent.

"...It's over, it's completely over. Is this strength a monster for novices?"

Maruyama Jun's pupils shrank to the extreme, and the crazy figures of the ghost warriors in his sight were getting closer and closer.

At this moment, he finally understood something crucial: this was not just a game, but reality.

"Run, Maruyama!"

Iwata Minoru dragged Maruyama Jun and ran.

He roared angrily and unleashed the warrior's class skill - battle cry, briefly stunning the ghost warriors surrounding the two of them, breaking through the encirclement and running towards the other end of the commercial street.

But this commercial street is too long, stretching for several kilometers.

And they went too deep, and it was almost impossible to escape intact under the front line formed by the ghost warriors.

Not long after they rushed out, another row of ghost warriors approached in the distance.

At this moment, Iwata Minoru's [Battle Cry] has entered the cooling time, and they have no way out at all.

"What should I do..." Jun Maruyama's eyes were bloodshot, and the fear of death spread to every pore in his body, "What should I do, Iwata?!"

Iwata Minoru's face was distorted by fear, and his thoughts almost stopped:

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, Maruyama, what will happen to us..."

A dead silence enveloped the two of them, as their feet seemed to be stuck to cement, unable to move.

"Iwata, I attract their attention, you run out from among them..." Maruyama Jun said, the hair on his forehead covering his eyes.

Iwata Minoru responded decisively:

"No, you will die."

"Then what should we do?!" Jun Maruyama asked in a deep voice.

Minoru Iwata turned his head and looked at another branch of the commercial street. There was also a ghost warrior at the end of this exit. "Let's find a place to hide first and wait for someone to save us!"

Maruyama Jun growled: "Are you crazy, Iwata, who would come to a place like this!"

Minoru Iwata almost burst into tears when he said:

"Then I will watch you die. Aren't we brothers?"

"That's better than both of them dying!"

"It's this time, what are you talking about?!"

Iwata Minoru dragged Maruyama Jun's fat body and ran wildly. They hid behind a huge electronic sign and barely avoided the pursuit of the group of ghost warriors behind them.

But, there is a monster coming from the other end of the street.

Walking very slowly.

But it will eventually come, just like their death will eventually come.

The two of them held their breath and leaned against the electronic signboard, not even daring to say a word.

The air is extremely solemn...

It's like the god of death is holding a scythe, waiting to harvest their lives.

Time seemed to have stood still, passing minute by minute. The ghost warriors behind the sign never noticed the two of them, but the ghost warriors across the street were getting closer and closer to them.

They will be discovered in two minutes at most.

"You know, Iwata, I'm a bad person..." Jun Maruyama said hoarsely:

"Addicted to games, escaping from reality, and obsessed with saving face. I have been bullied since I was a child. No one treats me as a human being. Only you treat me as a friend. I don't want you to die."

Iwata Minoru was silent for a long time and said softly:

"Maruyama, you are not a bad person."

"I insisted on pulling you out. We should have been with the large army, so we wouldn't have been surrounded by these monsters..." Maruyama Jun's eyes turned red, he bit his lips and said incoherently:

"Listen, Iwata, I will cast the 'Wind Curse' on you, and then I will attract their attention, and you will take the opportunity to run out. This is our last chance. I am really sorry for you."

"Am I not your only friend..." Minoru Iwata smiled, "How could a friend leave you?"

Maruyama Jun was stunned and gradually recalled the time when they first met.

Minoru Iwata was bullied because he was tall and mentally retarded, while he was ostracized because he was overweight and addicted to the Internet world.

The two hugged each other for warmth and became friends.

But in his heart, Maruyama Junfa has always looked down on this silly guy and felt that being with him was a helpless choice.

Until now, he didn't know how valuable this friendship was.

Maruyama Jun lowered his head and was silent for a long time. He suddenly remembered something:

If you die in a challenge dungeon, you will definitely lose your player qualifications, but there is a 50% chance of becoming a citizen, and a 50% chance of dying completely. In other words, they still have a 50% chance of being reborn as a citizen after death.

"Iwata, we still have a chance." Maruyama Jun said slowly: "It's okay not to be a player. I hope that 50% can..."

Before he finished speaking, Minoru Iwata suddenly stretched out his finger and shouted:

"Maruyama, look! What is that?!"

Jun Maruyama was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by Minoru Iwata.

From the exit of the commercial street, a figure walked slowly. It was a boy wearing a school uniform.

"At this time, someone really dares to come in..." Maruyama Jun murmured in shock.

"Do you think he looks familiar..." Minoru Iwata said blankly:

"By the way, we just saw him in the video! Shangshi High School, that old one, that old one!"

At this moment, Maruyama Jun's pupils shrank to the size of wheat awns. He seemed to see hope, the hope of living, like an opportunity given to him by God.

"old....."

Maruyama Jun stared at the young man's figure, paused for a long time, and said the words on behalf of Iwata Minoru:

"Old chess player."

The young man's figure was like a beam of light, shining in from the exit of the commercial street, piercing the dark and dark sea of ​​darkness.

His footsteps were obviously very light, but in the eyes of Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru, they sounded like the bells of a church ringing.

"Chess field."

The boy in school uniform muttered something.

Immediately afterwards, with his body as the center, the terrain with a radius of thirty meters was divided by dotted lines between black and white, transforming into a 64-square chessboard.