Chapter 77 Chapter 77: Anti-Kevin Armament · Model 790
Chapter 77: Anti-Kevin Armament · Model 790
"Mmm~~"
A day later, Xi let out a comfortable, delicate moan on the bed. It had been a long time since she had slept so peacefully—a hundred years? Or a thousand?
She couldn't quite remember. Ever since the moment her ignorance was dispelled and her intellect awakened, she had constantly worried about being reoccupied by the "Sui" part within her, afraid that He would awaken, afraid that she would disappear...
For this reason, she had hidden herself in paintings, not closing her eyes for a hundred years.
But now, Sui's consciousness lay dormant as if completely dead, utterly destroyed by an illusion of the same nature in such a violent manner. Even Sui would need a very long time to recover.
Her dragon tail swept the blanket aside, and her flawless jade-like feet stepped onto the floor, feeling cool to the touch.
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"You seem to be in good spirits."
"Yes, after all, I slept for a full day and night. I'm not some drunkard who drinks himself unconscious every day."
Xi glanced at the Go board on the stone table. It had reached the endgame stage. Even though she wasn't very knowledgeable about Go, she could still tell.
The white stones had been utterly routed by the black stones, not a single piece left. The disadvantage was so great it was difficult to count.
At this point in the game, the outcome was clear; it was just that someone was still stubbornly persisting.
Kevin placed another stone. A black stone pierced straight into the fatal point of the white stones, a shocking move that completely slaughtered the white dragon.
"My second brother should really know that there exists someone in this world with such supreme Go skills."
Ling conceded defeat, ending this game of unequal skill.
Although she also couldn't beat her second brother, she wouldn't be left with such a huge point gap. This man's Go style was as cold and ruthless as his own temperament.
"It was just a trick. I don't know how to play Go; I merely borrowed external assistance."
Kevin never bothered to conceal his methods. "Anti-Kevin Armament · Model 790," a Go AI independently developed by Vill-V, combined with Monte Carlo tree search and neural networks, capable of perfect self-learning and iteration.
By the time this technology reached its peak, the pinnacle of Go had little to do with humans anymore; it became a contest between AIs.
Relying solely on humans, even national champions among humans, seemed exceptionally insignificant at that level of competition.
"You don't know how to play Go? Then where does that leave me?"
Ling found it somewhat amusing, then turned and suggested,
"Xi, do you want to play a game?"
Xi's delicate little face instantly stiffened. She wasn't a masochist. Ling's Go skills weren't bad; at least they were much better than her own.
But she had just seen Ling's outcome—utterly routed without a single piece left. She definitely didn't want that!
"Hmph, wouldn't it be better to spend this leisure time on painting? Why waste time on this?"
She turned her head with a cold snort, her words almost righteous and solemn.
The two exchanged a glance, sharing a knowing smile. It was precisely this silenttacit understanding (Note: The original text repeats "silenttacit understanding" many times, likely for emphasis or stylistic effect. The translation should reflect this repetition.) understanding that made Xi feel even more defeated!
"What exactly do you two understand?!"
...
Time flies swiftly, like a white steed passing by a crack. A year passed quickly.
After living with the three of them for half a year, Ling returned to Shangshu. After all, her identity was sensitive. Although the Grand Tutor guaranteed her safety, it wasn't appropriate for her to gather with Xi for extended periods. The Sui Year Office wouldn't just stand by and watch.
Their attitude towards the twelve fragments had always been relatively tough, which was completely opposite to the Ministry of Rites.
"Well then, today's lecture ends here. Everyone must review properly when you go back."
"Thank you, teacher!"
The children stood up very politely, bowed, and then left the schoolhouse in groups.
Fiammetta's face was full of gratified smiles. Compared to a year ago, her temperament had become even more intellectual. She gathered the lesson plans from the desk one by one.
"Teacher Fiammetta, class is over?"
"Yes, Aunt Gongsun, could you please weigh two jin of tangerines for me?"
"Sure thing, I've kept them ready for you. They're fresh and juicy."
"Here's your money."
"Oh my, what money for two tangerines? Just take them back, Teacher Fiammetta. We're neighbors; you and your husband have helped us so much this past year. If I dared take this money, my husband would scold me again."
"That won't do; these are two separate matters. Please take it; I'll come back to take care of your business next time..."
Fiammetta somewhat insistently stuffed the money into the aunt's hand, picked up the bag of tangerines, and ran off.
"Ah, these two are truly cut from the same cloth."
The aunt smiled and sighed.
...
"Everyone is so nice; they're just too enthusiastic. Are all people from Yan like this?"
Fiammetta carried the tangerines in one hand and held the Chinese literature lesson plans in the other as she walked home.
The schoolhouse wasn't far from the small courtyard where Kevin and she had settled. Under Ling's influence, her proficiency in Chinese literature wasn't low. She initially took this job out of interest, but later the innocent smiles of the children moved her.
It gave her motivation to continue for a long time. Gradually, she had stayed in this position for nearly a year.
She really liked her current life.
Tap tap tap—
"Hmm~ There are still some vegetables in the fridge at home. What should I make... Huh?"
Just as Fiammetta was thinking, her sharp eyes noticed an old man standing at her doorstep, about to knock.
He wore plain robes, stood straight-backed, his face showed no signs of old age, and he seemed full of energy.
"Old sir, is there something you need?"
She greeted him somewhat puzzledly. She didn't remember Kevin knowing someone like this. Could he be an acquaintance of Xi's?
"Are you the lady of this house?"
The old man lowered his hand that was about to knock. His gaze was clear and kindly as he gently stroked his beard and inquired.
"Well... I suppose so."
"Hehehe, you little girl. If you are, then you are; if you aren't, then you aren't. How can there be 'supposedly'?"
The old man couldn't help but laugh.
"Uh... hahaha..."
Fiammetta laughed somewhat awkwardly; she realized the problem in her own words.
"Does Kevin reside here?"
He uttered a name—it should be this one, right? When one gets old, memory isn't so good anymore.
"For what purpose?"
It's wise to be cautious; Fiammetta inquired.
"To make friends. The old Mr. Li you met previously at Yumen is my good friend."
At least for now, that was his purpose. The old man didn't mind changing his mind after meeting the person.
The Grand Tutor told him to decide for himself.
"Oh! Then please come in quickly, old sir."
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Collectible:
[Anti-Kevin Armament · Model 790]
Effect: Gain +90% Command EXP per battle (This effect only applies during the floor where it is obtained.)
Description: "A boring thing. Human creations are always so naive. Could it be that someone truly believes short-term learning can surpass thousands of years of accumulated Go skill?"
"Hehe... An interesting thing."
"Hah... Hah! I underestimated it! Another game!"
"Hahahaha... Again! Again!"
"Today I must defeat this evil thing!"
"No rest until death! No rest until death!"
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