Chapter 11 Two Videos of Old Chess Players

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

Night has not yet fallen and the neon lights on this commercial street have not yet been lit.

The enclosed dome blocked out the afterglow of the setting sun and the falling snow, causing the commercial street to be gloomy and the doors of every store were closed.

At this time, two players from Japan were walking slowly in the Tanukikoji commercial street.

"Maruyama, are we really going to walk on this street?" Minoru Iwata was a little uncomfortable with the low temperature in Sapporo and his neck was shrunken because of the cold.

Maruyama Jun curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Of course, Iwata, you are not afraid, right?"

"I'm not afraid, but can we really do without a team?" Iwata asked, "It's getting darker and darker, what will we do when those monsters come out?"

Maruyama Jun was playing with his phone and interrupted him rudely, "Shut up, Iwata, I told you, the two of us are enough. Only trash need to team up with others!"

"But..." Minoru Iwata hesitated.

"But what? I was ranked 1500 before. What game don't I know better than you?"

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

"They are all about the same. From childhood to adulthood, I have easily surpassed others in any game. As long as it is a game, I am good at it."

Maruyama Jun said this while keeping his eyes fixed on the screen of his mobile phone. During the dungeon, the signal of the mobile phone could not reach the current city.

At this moment, he wanted to play two videos that he had already downloaded.

These two videos went viral within an hour of the start of the "Global Evolution Game", and the number of views on Twitter can only be described by five words: "explosive growth".

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

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

[One in ten million chance! Huaxia Shangshi High School student awakens career sequence - old chess player! ! ]

The video has been played 5 million times on Twitter, and the comment section is filled with countless comments.

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

"Old Chess Player, what kind of job sequence is this? Even chess players can fight?"

"I also want to know, why can one have an exclusive career sequence just because he is good at chess? This game system is really disgusting..." Maruyama Jun's expression twisted 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 the chess players of the old days?"

"I don't know. The video only shows the test footage. He didn't use any skills." Seeing this, Maruyama Jun scratched his thick chin and said nonchalantly:

"Chess player, this sequence sounds pretty low. I guess the sequence professions are also divided into lower and higher levels..."

Iwata Minoru smiled and echoed:

"Yeah, that's how chess players fight. This guy is so unlucky. He's worse than an ordinary professional."

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

Maruyama Jun used the jump-in function to finish watching this video and then jumped to the next video. The title of the second video was equally eye-catching.

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

"Young dragon?" Iwata Minoru was confused. "What does this have to do with the Sequence Class, Maruyama-kun?"

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

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

On a busy street, an Asian girl with medium-length brown hair raised the corners of her mouth, turned her pretty face towards the camera, and revealed a confident and contemptuous smile.

Iwata Minoru was stunned and said quickly:

"Oh my god, wait, isn't this Asuka Uesugi from our class? Turns out she transferred to New York?"

"Asuka Uesugi? That violent girl?" Maruyama Jun was stunned.

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

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

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

Maruyama Jun's mouth twitched and he pressed the play button.

At the moment when Asuka Uesugi raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a scornful smile, a scene that shocked both Iwata Minoru and Maruyama Jun appeared.

The two of them opened their eyes wide, and their eyes were about to pop 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 dramatically. The red scales are like tightly clasped armor, protruding from the surface of the body layer by layer and covering the surface of her skin. The horns and tail emerge from the front and back of the body respectively.

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

The most terrifying thing is her face.

The scarlet pupils stood up like a wild beast, and the sharp fangs revealed cruelty and hideousness.

"hiss--"

Hot and surging steam continuously gushed out from the scales of the red young dragon, gradually spreading into the sky. They were like tiny, whitish pythons, winding around the body of the dragon.

Looking from afar in the video, Asuka Uesugi at this moment looked like a small steam locomotive ready to move, her whole body filled with infinite power.

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

"I know, just shut up!"

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

In the comment area, there are comments left by citizens who were at the scene: [Netizen Kira: I heard the system’s voice at the time, saying that the special career sequence she possessed was called - Scarlet Dragon Wings].

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

He stared at the four words "Scarlet Dragon Wings" and was completely sure that even Asuka Uesugi, whom he hated, had a special career sequence that belonged to her alone.

Iwata Minoru didn't have time to comment on the video. He looked up at the dark sky and hurriedly urged Maruyama Jun:

"It's getting darker than this, Maruyama-kun, we have to get ready quickly!"

At nightfall, ghost warriors will descend on the city.

"Damn it!" Maruyama Jun turned off his phone and muttered unwillingly, "That violent girl deserves a special job, why can't I, Iwata, what's wrong with me?"

"Forget it, Maruyama, have you seen the skills?!"

"I'm sure I have."

Night falls suddenly, the sky darkens and the moonlight is dim.

Neon lights are shining brightly in Tanukikoji Commercial Street.

There seemed to be invisible ghosts roaring in the air, and in a flash, phantoms emerged from the shadows on the ground.

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

As he looked around, he saw at least a dozen phantoms appearing in his field of vision. The ghost warriors were holding swords and wearing armor. Under their worn red helmets were eye sockets burning with deep blue flames.

Iwata Minoru's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He grabbed Maruyama Jun who was stunned and growled:

"Maruyama, let's hide!"

"Why are you panicking? Aren't you a warrior? Go ahead..." Maruyama Jun swallowed his water, "I'm a mage. I'll be the output from behind. We will definitely win!"

"Really?" Iwata asked hoarsely.

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

"Of course you can! Iwata, look at those level 1 monsters in online games, aren't they all wiped out with just one skill? They just look numerous, why are you panicking?"

Minoru Iwata is a warrior, and will have a 1-point physical strength bonus. Physical strength affects health, endurance, and weight.

That is to say, the warrior's initial health and defense will be higher.

He has two skills, namely Battle Cry (to stun surrounding enemies, causing them to be stunned for one second and enhance their defense in a short period of time) and Collapse (to enhance the power of the next attack, causing a ranged heavy blow).

Maruyama Jun chose the mage profession, and his two skills are Fireball and Wind Spell.

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

"Fireball technique!" Maruyama Jun muttered to himself and aimed his right palm at a ghost warrior in the distance.

A flame about the size of a football formed in front of his palm, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind.

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

The function of the Gale Spell is to increase the speed of an object, not limited to humans.

"call--"

The air around was slightly turbulent, and a fireball burst out from Maruyama Jun's palm, bringing with it an unstoppable force of wind, and shot straight towards the ghost warrior.

"So awesome!" Minoru Iwata opened his eyes wide. It was the first time he saw Maruyama Jun use a skill.

“Bang!”

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

"Look, I..." Maruyama Jun was feeling proud, but his voice suddenly stopped, "I..."

[Ghost Warrior HP: 100% → 75%]

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

That’s right, one quarter.

And the most important thing is that there are nearly ten ghost warriors around... Now, because of Maruyama Jun's fireball, all the ghost warriors will focus their attention on the two of them!

The ghost warriors' eyes, burning with deep blue flames, turned towards them. The wind was howling, and they roared furiously, wielding their swords in disorder and rushing towards the two with their backs bent.

"…It's over. It's completely over. This monster is so strong that it's meant for novices to fight?"

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

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

"Run, Maruyama!"

Minoru Iwata dragged Maruyama Jun and started running.

He roared and released his warrior class skill - Battle Cry, which briefly stunned the ghost warriors who were surrounding them. He broke through the encirclement and ran towards the other end of the commercial street.

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

However, they were too deep in the enemy line, and it was almost impossible for them to break out intact under the formation formed by the ghost warriors.

They had just rushed out when rows of ghost warriors approached from a distance.

At this moment, Minoru Iwata's [Battle Cry] had entered its cooldown period, and they had no way to retreat.

“What should I do…” Maruyama Jun’s eyes were bloodshot, and the fear of death spread to every pore of 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..."

Deathly silence enveloped the two of them, and their feet seemed to be stuck in cement, unable to move.

"Iwata, I will attract their attention and you run away from them..." Maruyama Jun said, his hair covering his eyes.

Iwata Minoru responded decisively:

"No, you'll die."

"What should we do then?!" Maruyama Jun asked in a deep voice.

Iwata Minoru turned his head and looked at another divergent exit 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 rescue us!"

Maruyama Jun growled, "Are you crazy, Iwata? Who would come to a place like this?"

Iwata Minoru was almost crying. He said:

"Then I'll watch you go to die. Aren't we brothers?"

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

"What are you talking about at this hour?!"

Minoru Iwata 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, a monster came from the other end of the street.

Walk very slowly.

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

The two held their breath and leaned against the electronic sign, not daring to say a word.

The air was extremely heavy...

It was like the god of death holding a scythe, waiting to reap their lives.

Time seemed to stand still. Minutes passed by, and the ghost warriors behind the sign never noticed the two people, but the ghost warriors across the street were getting closer and closer to them.

In two minutes at most they would be discovered.

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

"I'm addicted to games, escaping from reality, and I'm obsessed with saving face. I've 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, then said softly:

"Maruyama, you're not a bad person."

"I insisted on pulling you out. We should have stayed with the main force, and we wouldn't have been surrounded by these monsters..." Maruyama Jun's eyes turned red.

He bit his lip and said incoherently:

"Listen, Iwata, I'm going to cast the 'Wind Spell' on you, and then I'll attract their attention. You can take the opportunity to run away. This is our last chance. I'm really sorry for you."

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

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

Minoru Iwata was bullied because he was tall and had an intellectual disability, and he was excluded because he was too fat and addicted to the Internet.

The two huddled together for warmth and became friends.

But Maruyama Junfa has always looked down on this big fool in his heart and feels that being with him is a helpless choice.

It was not until now that he realized how precious this friendship was.

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

If you die in a challenge dungeon, you will definitely lose your player qualification, but there is a 50% chance of becoming a citizen and a 50% chance of dying completely. In other words, they also 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% probability can..."

Before he could finish his words, Iwata Minoru suddenly pointed his finger and shouted:

"Maruyama, look! What is that?!"

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

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

"At a time like this, someone actually dares to come in..." Maruyama Jun murmured in shock.

"Do you think he looks familiar..." Iwata Minoru said blankly, "Oh, right, we just saw him in the video! Kamishi High School, the old what, old what!"

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

"old……"

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

"An 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 dead and dark sea.

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

"Chess field."

The boy in school uniform muttered something.

Then, with his body as the center, the terrain within a radius of thirty meters was divided by black and white dotted lines, turning into a 64-square chessboard.

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