Global Games: Old Chess Players

Chapter 16 The End of the Track
"I used the evolution coin to open the permission for this hotel, you two can stay if you want, there are plenty of rooms." Anson paused and said:
"Uh, but it's fine if you want to live in the city, anyway, it's none of my business."

It took Maruyama Jun a while to realize, and he quickly said, "We live, we live."

Iwata Minoru also nodded, and said softly:

"Maruyama, he seems to be a different person, surprisingly easy to talk to."

"Idiot, that's called down-to-earth." Maruyama Jun walked towards An Senlu and said to Iwata, "It would be great if I can add him as a friend, and I will be in the same instance as him in the future, so it's convenient to hug my thigh."

Minoru Iwata followed Maruyama Jun, hesitated for half a second and asked, "Maruyama, will he really give us friend slots?"

"Maybe it will, then we will make money, and I guess we will have no chance to add it in the future."

"Yeah, yes."

Minoru Iwata felt very safe when he thought that he would be able to join Ansen Lu in the same challenge dungeon in the future.

The most important thing is that if Anson Deer chooses a player confrontation instance, they can also use the information brought by their 'friends' to avoid hitting Ansen Deer.

Otherwise, it is estimated that they will be involved in a "fish bombing" and be unilaterally beaten by An Senlu.

"Are you both Japanese?"

An Senlu looked at the Japanese-style school uniforms of the two of them. There was also a school badge pattern of the Tokyo private high school 'Nishi Daiwa Gakuen' on the school uniforms. The one or two Japanese-style kanji inside were easy to recognize.

"Yes, yes." Maruyama Jun nodded, "We were unlucky, I didn't know there were so many monsters here."

"Oh me"

In the middle of An Senlu's speech, his words were interrupted by Iwata Minoru.

"Well, can I add you as a friend?!"

Iwata Minoru's clear eyes were fixed on An Senlu's face, and his voice was also very sincere, like a primary school student asking the teacher to answer a question.

Maruyama Jun was stunned for a moment, and cursed in a low voice:

"Idiot, why are you in such a hurry?!"

Originally, he planned to get close to Anson and ask for a friend seat, but he didn't expect Minoru Iwata to be so straight, without thinking at all.

Really a top pig teammate!

"Yes." An Senlu called out the friend panel, and asked without thinking: "What's your name?"

"Iwata Minoru!" Iwata Minoru was ecstatic.

An Senlu sent him a friend request and said with a smile:
"Okay, I'll add you, I have something to take care of."

"I..." Maruyama Jun froze in place, and quickly said, "I want your friend too!"

He really didn't expect Anson Lu to be so easy to get along with.

Whether it was the An Sen deer in the video of Shangshi High School or the An Sen deer who was killing people in the commercial street, they seemed to have nothing to do with the An Sen deer in front of him.

"What a big deal." Anson Lu was puzzled, and asked casually, "Uh, do you Japanese like to use honorifics so much? 'You' are here."

Under the translation system, he heard that Maruyama Jun and Iwata Minoru both spoke Chinese.

In the same way, these two people are from Japan, and listening to Ansenlu's speech is of course Japanese.

An Senlu was really curious if what he said was translated into Japanese by the system, whether it would be a taste of the anti-Japanese drama, almost like "Yo Xi, yo Xi, die, die, die".

"It's not a common honorific, hehe, I want your friend too." Maruyama Jun changed his words and said with a smile.

From Minoru Iwata's friend list, he glanced at An Sen Lu's name, and then sent An Sen Lu a friend request. The speed was very fast, and he played the hand speed he had practiced hard for many years in League of Legends.

"You also know that time passes faster in the game."

On the panel that popped up, An Senlu agreed to the other party's application, and said slowly:
"One hour is equivalent to three hours in the outside world, so I have the authority to open the hotel for one night, which is actually equal to three hours, because three hours will be tomorrow morning, remember not to oversleep, or you will be forced out of the hotel by the system."

"we know."

"Then I'm going to sleep, good night everyone."

After An Senlu finished speaking, he walked towards the unsealed hotel without thinking too much.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, he turned his head slightly, and glanced at a crow perched on the telegraph pole from the corner of his eye.

Since the battle just now, this crow has stopped there.

Anson's deer noticed it from a bird's-eye view.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the crow's blood-red eyes seemed to be staring at him all the time.

just a crow
An Senlu didn't think much about it, he looked away, and pushed the door in. At this moment, Maruyama Jun suddenly yelled and asked:
"Well, I have something to ask you!"

"I'll go." An Senlu was terrified, rolled his eyes, and turned around to ask, "What, can't you just ask?"

"When I met those monsters, I couldn't move at all. Just thinking about the previous scene, I already felt like I was about to suffocate." Maruyama Jun gritted his teeth and asked in a trembling voice:

"I want to know, how did you manage to be so calm in battle?"

How can you be so calm? Anson deer thought for a second, scratched his cheek, and said a little embarrassedly:
"Luck, it's almost the same if you practice more tomorrow night, good night."

After An Senlu's words fell, he walked straight into the elevator under the eyes of the two of them.

The elevator door slowly closed and went up, as if to isolate him from the outside world.

Press the elevator panel and select the highest floor "5th floor".

He took a deep breath, and the whole world fell silent, only the hum of the elevator ascending was left in his ears.

The environment in the elevator was a little stuffy, but fortunately, he reached the fifth floor soon. An Senlu chose a room at random, turned the doorknob, closed the door, didn't even bother to turn on the light, and slumped on the bed.

He said, "System, alarm clock, set it in three hours."

[The alarm clock is set, good night, Mr. Player]

"Why are you so calm?"

An Senlu stuffed his head into the pillow and murmured wearily.

Yes, why am I so calm
Forget it, what is there to care about.
He slowly closed his heavy eyelids, stopping his thoughts from continuing to diverge.

There are too many things I have experienced today, first the chess game in the classroom, and then the fights in the dungeon, countless cheeks distorted by fear, as if slowly passing by before my eyes.

An Senlu actually didn't know why his psychological quality was so good.

Think about it, maybe because
When he was ten years old, after his parents died, he always felt that life had no sense of reality, and he seemed to be separated from this world.

The night when I knelt down in front of the ward, cried hoarsely, and yelled until my internal organs were about to be torn apart.

Anson Deer had a dream.

In the dream, he was walking on a rusty railway track with no end in sight.

On the left of the track, there are rice fields stretching to the end of the world.

The straw swayed with the wind, and it was very quiet at sunset, and folk songs rang out in the empty and quiet field, which was the song his mother often sang when he was lulled to sleep.

The setting sun continues to elongate the shadow of the rice field, casting it on the track of the train, extending to the other end of the world.

On the right side of the orbit is the silent, lightless deep sea.

The cold sea tide beat against the track, soaking his bare ankles, as if a pair of broken and cold arms were about to drag him into the deep sea.

The young Anson deer was also crying tiredly in his dream, losing all energy from crying.

He was tossed between the rice fields and the deep sea.

The warmth of the rice field was too unreal, as long as he stayed in the golden sea of ​​rice for a little longer, all the straws would become as sharp as knives, constantly stabbing his battered body.

Immersed in the deep sea, the tide will always push him to the other shore, making him roll back into the false rice fields like a puppet with a disconnected string.

Whether it is memories or reality, they are constantly tormenting his spirit.

Gradually, An Senlu began not to care about anything, but walked forward step by step along the track.

It doesn't matter to him whether he is surrounded by golden rice fields or drowned in the deep sea.

Even if there is no end in sight to the track he is walking on, he can go on from beginning to end.

Since that day, he has been like a bystander in his life, and it is difficult to truly integrate into the world.

Uncle even thought about hiring a psychiatrist for him. The death of his parents is enough to cause an adult to have a nervous breakdown, not to mention that An Senlu is just a child.

But what my uncle couldn't believe was that An Senlu soon became cheerful after the death of his parents, and seemed to be developing in a good direction instead.

He was originally very quiet.

Closed in the room, locked the door, and playing chess with himself is the favorite thing for the young Ansen deer.

But in order not to be squeezed out, not to cause trouble to relatives, not to be regarded as having a post-traumatic disorder, and to do a bunch of unnecessary psychological tests, he can easily pretend to be joking and heartless.

You get used to it as you play it.

He has no friends, maybe he has no real friends, because he has never put anyone in his heart. People who are cold on the outside and hot on the inside may find good friends, but it is difficult for people who are hot on the outside and cold on the inside.

　Pursuing 555
　　
　
(End of this chapter)