Global Games: Old Chess Players

There are a total of two changes to the level 3 old chess players.

First of all, the chess field has a blocking effect - today's chess field can prohibit "all players" and "some monsters" from leaving the chess field. The reason why it is some monsters is because it is unrealistic to lock the world boss.

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Secondly, a new combat system has been opened for chess players, called "Chess Type Combination Skills". When two chess types of the same quality are on the field, if the compatibility between the chess type skills is high enough, then they can release the "chess type combination skills".

Combination skills".

At first, Ansonlu felt that this system was useless and would probably not be effective in actual combat.

Later, he thought about it, if he really did something big, such as using two final-level chess pieces to create a combo in the world boss battle, maybe it would be really effective?

In the early morning of March 8, the wooden hut in Liukan Town.

"My current chess pieces..." Ansenlu yawned, stared at the chess library and sighed, "You can't use combo skills no matter how you look at them, can you?"

He got up and washed up. During this period, he received a message from Jiang Yijie, saying that he was invited to play in the billiards room in Huanjing. He also said that it was a private room and no one would notice him, so he didn't have to worry.

Even though the other party was talking about this, Ansenlu didn't refuse. After washing up, he put on a hat and a mask and used his travel voucher to take a trip around Beijing.

"Hey, Captain."

I just thought, it turns out that people can live such a happy life.

"Let's go to the mountains and talk."

"Well, I had a great time." Chu Qimo said, "When I got up the next day, I felt a little guilty. The habit that had lasted for several years was broken. I always felt that she would never look at me again."

In the middle of the night on March 10, Ansonlu was woken up by a text message alert with a "ding" sound. This was probably due to his hearing becoming more and more acute as his level got higher and higher.

"If that's the case, that would be great."

"I just want to talk to you about my past."

The two walked through the gray morning fog and walked up the mountain along the path. Ansonlu put his hands into the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket and said, "How was the last round of dungeons?"

An Senlu glanced at his watch and reminded: "Teacher Chu, it's already five o'clock in the morning, don't you still want to practice swordsmanship?"

"Hmm...it sounds quite pitiful."

"Okay, let's have a cup of coffee? I'll treat you." Jiang Yijie picked up the menu and pen.

"That's not the case." Jiang Yijie laughed self-deprecatingly.

I was wondering if I could forgive myself for not being able to save her at that time.

But every time he knew the answer, he always asked, as if he was expecting his intuition to be wrong.

"No more practice, President, let's go back."

After sending the message, he opened the closet, put on a thick blue cotton-padded jacket, a hat and woolen gloves. He looked like a fat man and walked clumsily into the snowy night.

"This sentence is really reassuring."

"It's quite pitiful, but he brought it all on himself. He has done such bad things. It's not surprising that he should encounter any kind of bad luck."

"Okay, no big deal, let's just go back."

An Senlu looked at Chu Qimo's serious look and couldn't help but laugh: "Forget it, considering you just came out of Huashan not long ago, it's not surprising that you don't understand the world."

He thought to himself, Teacher Chu, it turns out that you also have a past like this. No wonder you have to be close to women. You are usually as rigid as a robot. You only know how to practice swordsmanship every day.

"We finally returned to Huashan. She would get up early with me every day, and she would come to me in her wheelchair before the sun came up to watch me practice my sword. She said it was very interesting."

"You took action to rectify the out-of-control incident in Tokyo and brought about a lot of good responses. The positive feedback on the Internet was very good. This will make it easier for you to join the national team in the future."

"President, you really don't want to sit in the snow..."

An Senlu was stunned for a while, glanced at the time blankly, and complained in his heart: Teacher Chu, is there something wrong with your brain, or is there something wrong with my brain? It's two o'clock in the middle of the night?

"Actually, I lied to you. I was sleeping soundly before, but I was woken up by your message." An Senlu sighed, "If this were replaced by a crybaby dragon and a crow, I would have already started scolding him. I suggest you go back, Teacher Chu."

Then write a 10,000-word self-reflection letter and hand it in to me."

After a pause, he continued:

"Until...then one day, I started to find that I couldn't get out of bed in the morning. It seemed like the first time in ten years that I didn't get up at four in the morning to practice swordplay."

When Chu Qimo said this, his voice became a little hoarse, "Senior brother, you are really good with the sword."

"That's just an act..." Anson Deer leaned down and his eyes were parallel to the billiard cue, "If we weren't acting and Lorenzo and I really fought, he wouldn't just have lost one of his hands."

"Oh, so that's the intention..." Jiang Yijie was stunned, "It's only the next day that we need it again?"

"Okay, I just haven't slept yet." Ansonlu exhaled a white breath and said casually.

"She cried. She cried so hard. It was the first time I saw her cry in the year and a half we had known each other. She had been smiling so happily every day before, as if she didn't even know she was about to die."

"Oh, I remembered it, when we were climbing the stone, right?"

Chu Qimo lowered his eyes and whispered.

"No, we should be considered friends?" Ansonlu leaned against the wall and played with his mobile phone.

"Knowing how good you are, I think it would be a good idea to take advantage of this juncture to directly announce that Hell's Lighthouse has joined the national team."

After walking into the room and closing the door, Ansonlu immediately took off his hat and mask and took a breath of fresh air.

"She's dead."

"Please, captain, are you qualified to speak against me?" Ansonlu complained.

"You know, President." Chu Qimo said slowly, "Later, I was kicked out of Huashan by my master. He said that I should be on my own. After leaving Huashan, I still performed swordsmanship day after day.

, continuing the same life.”

Chu Qimo's voice was very soft and calm.

"That's fine, but President, you have a sled..."

"In that year, every time we arrived in a new city, my master and I would make money by performing arts, drawing swords and so on. Because of our strange costumes, we were often scolded as Taoist priests and magic sticks, but that wheelchair

The girl always smiles happily every time. She tells me that the outside world is really big. Because she suffers from this strange disease, she has been kept at home by her parents since she was a child. She can't even go to school. Thanks to her parents for abandoning her.

, only then can she meet my master and me, and then she can travel with us."

"What happened later, did you save her?" He never liked asking questions, because super intuition existed, and he already knew the answers before asking many questions.

Boom——

Soon, Chu Qimo sent another message.

"Speaking of which, I still need some materials." Anson Lu put his hands into his pockets and coughed.

"Well, what we need this time is a thousand rare-level materials, and twenty specific legendary-level materials."

"Oh, then your master must be some kind of master, not a descendant of Wudang, right?" An Senlu teased.

"Yes, but I need to add some stuffed milk or something like that, otherwise it will be as bitter as traditional Chinese medicine and I won't be able to drink it." Anson Lu pushed out the rod with all his strength.

Jiang Yijie put down his cue and smiled warmly, "Not bad."

"Say it."

Anson Deer leaned against the telephone pole and said hello without raising his head.

"Is it really okay?"

I'm thinking that the girl in the wheelchair doesn't want me to live like a machine every day. I'm very happy now. I have friends who can make noises together, and I no longer only have swords."

"To be honest, I can't imagine you standing on the opposite side of humanity, even if it's just for a while."

"Please! It must be like this, Teacher Chu, why are you so entangled in that bitch? This is not like you." An Senlu said while bumping Chu Qimo's shoulder.

"So, what do you have to ask me about last night?" he asked.

After a while, he couldn't help but sigh, opened his eyes, stood up from the bed decisively, got out of bed, put on his shoes, lowered his head and replied to a message on his mobile phone.

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Jiang Yijie sighed softly, leaned down, and cautiously and slowly took out the club: "Of course, we are a cooperative relationship, Ansonlu." With a "bang" sound, the club head hit the billiard ball, and the ball popped out.

At this moment, they had reached the top of the mountain and stood on the edge of the cliff. Standing here, they could have an unobstructed view of Liukan Town. Even if it was obscured by morning fog, it didn't matter.

The ball went into the hole.

Chu Qimo raised his eyes and looked at the dawn sky.

Not long after, a ray of morning light pierced the sleepy world, passed through the clouds in the sky, and shone on the cliff. Behind the two of them was the snowy forest, and in front of them was a northern town surrounded by mountains.

"I'm not a murderer, my mind is still very rational." An Senlu was speechless.

Anson lay back and covered his eyes with his arms.

"What happened in the past, you asked me to use you as a tree hole in the middle of the night?" Anson said happily.

"I was abandoned by my parents when I was born. The master who taught me swordsmanship took me in and took me to live in Huashan. So I lived in an isolated environment from childhood to adulthood, focusing on practicing swordsmanship day after day.

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"Let's go, let's go to the billiard room."

"This master is so kind. He adopted you, taught you swordsmanship, and even gave you a girlfriend?"

Anson deer put his hands behind his head and looked up at the Norwegian night sky.

"Forget it, I'm bothering you, President, I just had a whim."

He said to himself that if it were the principal and An Senlu, those five rubbish would have died a thousand times. Compared with them, they are like saints among saints.

"After I got to know you, I played cards with you all night that night."

Anson Deer was silent for a long time and said firmly:

"Definitely, she will be happy and proud of you in heaven."

"But I think...actually this is good. People always have to look forward." Chu Qimo said softly, "When I stay with you, I feel that the loneliness, pain, and obsession in the past are...

It all slowly dissolved.

The ball went into the hole and there was a crisp sound.

"Then, the master, her, and I traveled all over the country together and visited hospitals in big and small cities, but we still couldn't find a way to treat her."

"I can't sleep, I just want to talk to you about something."

"The twenty legendary materials I need are called 'Philosopher's Stones'. If you can, please help me get them. This is very important to me."

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The tip of the Anson deer's nose is a bit sour.

"It's really a headache, but there's nothing I can do about you."

"Do you need to cover it up so tightly?"

He picked up the mobile phone beside the pillow, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the mobile phone.

"President, you usually go to bed late, so I think of you."

"No, it's still not safe enough. Let's talk about it after two rounds of dungeons."

"How much trouble would it be if someone saw me meeting you at this point?"

"I'm really sorry, President, I will never send you messages in the middle of the night again."

Bang……

"Not really, I just want to minimize your pressure."

"Do I have to wear a red scarf to make you remember that I am a student?" An Senlu complained while handing the billiard cue to Jiang Yijie.

"Teacher Chu, I just saw the message. Wait for me in the square."

"That's good."

"No need to imagine, I'm standing next to you, captain."

"My master is indeed very strong. I have never won against him since I was a child. We lived alone until I was twelve years old, and my master took in a girl who was also abandoned."

"Okay, President."

"I heard from the principal that he was deceived into buying a counterfeit bag, and he happily showed it off to me."

After a pause, Jiang Yijie added: "But... you didn't kill those five serial players directly, but handed them over to the Japanese national team?"

Not long after, the two entered an underground bar. Jiang Yijie asked the boss for a private room. The boss nodded when he heard his voice. He seemed to be an old acquaintance.

Soon, he saw Chu Qimo in the square. This unscrupulous teacher who encouraged students to stay up late was holding his elbows and carrying a sword bag, leaning against the wall of the square building, waiting for Anson Deer.

"Okay, thank you very much for your understanding."

"Well...you still don't trust us enough."

Ansenlu opened his mouth, but could not speak.

"I'm almost exhausted. How about you carry me back?"

"After she died, I would get up on time every morning to practice swordplay, as if she was still looking at me in the sky, smiling at me from her wheelchair and saying..."

When Jiang Yijie heard this, he was stunned for a moment and said: "It's always at this time that I realize that you are still just a student who has just grown up, and the world has really gone too magical."

In fact, he was also interested in what kind of environment Chu Qimo lived in before, so that he could develop such a strange character, which could be said to be incompatible with modern society.

"I thought you don't drink coffee, but you actually know the name of this brand?"

"It's good. At least it has restored the impression in the hearts of the people." Jiang Yijie smiled, "Originally, when they heard that you tore off Lorenzo's right hand, they completely classified you as a crazy monster.

Already."

"At that time, I asked her, would Huashan be boring? If you want, we can go on the trip together without telling the master. She shook her head and told me... It turns out that the beauty is not this world, but the world.

Every day when Master and I are around."

"It's quite easy, not difficult at all."

"Oh, that makes sense." Ansonlu suspected that he was stupid.

"That's not the case. That girl is one year younger than me, but she suffers from a very serious disease. She can only live in a wheelchair and will die soon." Chu Qimo said, "I went with the master.

She went down the mountain in search of a doctor who could save her life, but in the end she couldn't find one. Her symptoms were so strange that no local doctor could cure her."

"Hey, hey, we finally climbed to the top of the mountain with great difficulty." Anson Lu was shocked, wondering in his heart that this guy used sword training as an excuse to drag himself to climb the mountain?

"Let's talk about it next time." Chu Qimo's cheeks were shrouded in the morning light, "I'm sorry, President, I pulled you here in the middle of the night and said a lot of sentimental words to myself."

A message from Chu Qimo said: "President, if you haven't gone to bed yet, would you like to go to the mountain to exercise together? I happen to have something I want to talk to you about."

He quickly summoned the Christmas sleigh. He originally wanted to ride the sleigh down the mountain, but Chu Qimo said he wanted to walk back alone. Anson Lu was really afraid that this buddy would suddenly lose his mind, so he simply came down and walked with him again.

An Senlu turned to look at him, wondering what the weirdo from Huashan was up to. Wouldn't he just jump off the cliff and commit suicide in a blink of an eye? Or would he drag himself to die in memory of his junior sister's spirit in heaven?

At this moment, Chu Qimo suddenly spoke.

"when?"

"Hey, you're still up so late?"

"Then what?" Ansondeer touched his nose.

"Speaking of which, is there that kind of..." Anson Deer asked, "Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee?"

"yes."

Jiang Yijie has a warm voice. He is also wearing a mask and hat, but he also has an extra pair of sunglasses.

"Really?"

"It's so noisy, shut up."

Anson Deer said viciously.

"……OK."

Chu Qimo shouldered his sword bag and smiled lightly.

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