I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 197 - 159 Huh? I Hit the Emperor?

Chapter 197: Chapter 159 Huh? I Hit the Emperor?

The Jade Sword was perhaps nothing less than a divine token for these three.

Yet at this moment, they could not understand it.

Faced with Chen Yun’s rare serious gaze, they cluelessly secured the Jade Sword.

Afterwards, the group gathered for a while, cleaned up the trash from the meeting, and then calmly went their separate ways, each returning to their own homes.

Separation in reality wasn’t as melodramatic.

It was often more subtle and complex than depicted in movies or novels.

People displayed a variety of emotions when facing farewells, not necessarily filled with the dramatic tear-jerking scenes of literary works. Often, real goodbyes occurred in ordinary conversations, simple hugs, or silent tears. People might hide their deepest feelings to prevent worrying others or to maintain a strong facade.

In real life, farewells could also come with an indescribable ordinariness, both parties aware of the moment’s arrival but unable to find the right words to express their feelings. Sometimes, people used casual greetings to cover up their reluctance to part, replacing tears with smiles, casually saying "Take care" or "Keep in touch," while their hearts were a mix of emotions.

Thus, this meal was basically their last gathering, simple and tranquil.

Besides, Chen Yun wasn’t leaving just yet.

Now that Bai Shi had renewed his lease for five more years, there was no need for him to pack up.

His plan now was to coat the large purple sandalwood Gundam in spiritual power patina.

It would not only test the impact of quality on spiritual power patina but also leave a protective symbol at his home, allowing him to return anytime through soul emergence.

Thinking this way,

Chen Yun leisurely began using telekinesis to intensively polish the purple sandalwood Gundam.

Meanwhile, he himself.

Sat down in front of his computer desk, turned on the computer, and revealed an interested smile.

Bored out of his mind, he thought he might as well play some Go for entertainment.

After all, they had just had lunch together, and it was now just two in the afternoon.

The afternoon was originally meant for studying, then transitioned to experimenting on super visual-range position perception ability and noting the essential aspects of spiritual power patination.

Now that he understood these critical points, all he needed to do was apply spiritual power patina to the larger purple sandalwood Gundam.

Doing just this task, he could multitask without a problem.

"Speaking of which, the three consecutive victories with the upgraded Level 10 AI, seem to have failed one match because it ’fell asleep’ during evolution."

"I need to win three more matches."

Muttering to himself, Chen Yun didn’t waste any more words, and logged into his account to start a real player match.

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In the Warhawk’s live broadcast room,

at this moment there was not just Warhawk present.

To be precise, there had been another person live streaming with Warhawk for the past two days.

That person was the number one in the Chess World...

Oh no, the second-ranked—Ke Bao.

Since being defeated online while holding the title of the world’s top player, he had directly started live streaming daily with Warhawk as the world’s second-ranked.

He wasn’t aiming to reclaim the so-called title of world’s top player, but rather wanted another chance to face that individual now known as the online Go Emperor, to play the match he was almost certain to lose originally.

He wasn’t seeking punishment.

Nor trying to prove himself.

He simply had a heart yearning for a spirited and intense game against another human player.

After his last match, Ke Bao spent a lot of time with AI assistance analyzing the game, feeling his skills had significantly improved.

Every day, in addition to live streaming with Warhawk, they also spiced up the show because merely waiting would attract no viewers.

Thus,

after finishing a game early morning yesterday, he waited all day but the Go Emperor never came online.

Today too, he had been streaming since the morning.

Watching the enthusiasm die down in the live broadcast room’s chat,

Ke Bao firmly spoke to Warhawk, who was currently live streaming a card game, "I’ve decided, if the Go Emperor comes online, you’ll be the first to play against him!"

His words carried a tone of conviction.

This caused the chat in both of their live streaming rooms to suddenly quiet down,

then burst forth vigorously.

[Great, that’s a creative decision!]

[?????]

[Amazing, it might just be the case of the mouse eating the elephant!]

[No way, you think this is beast chess? Warhawk got blacklisted by others for being too unskilled.]

[Speaking of being blacklisted, that’s still fresh in my memory.]

"Ah? Me play against the Emperor?"

"Eh... really?"

Drinking coffee, Warhawk pointed at herself with a spoon, instinctively looking around to see if there was someone else.

But no one was beside her in the live stream.

Obviously, Ke Bao was referring to her.

"Yes, you bring him down to your level of skill, and then use your rich experience to defeat him!"

Ke Bao smiled and nodded.

He crossed his arms, looking confident and firm.

Warhawk showed a polite smile, but the iron spoon in his hand was slightly twisting and deforming.

Seeing this, Ke Bao’s eyes widened.

Full of the will to survive, he was just about to say something to change the subject.

But suddenly he noticed a barrage of key information flooding into the live stream room:

"Online now!"

"Mad respect, your King is back!"

"The Go Emperor is gracing his loyal live broadcast room today!"

"Warhawk, get on! It’s decided—it’s you!"

"Quick, quick, quick! I want to see blood flow like a river!"

The live room’s barrage went crazy.

And it visibly became richer at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Clearly, word had spread far and wide, and many Go fans aware of the upcoming century battle rushed over.

Seeing this, Ke Bao.

Had no time to worry about anything else, he immediately controlled his always-online account, sending a game invitation to the Go Emperor.

Upon seeing this, Warhawk also no longer held onto his mood.

He immediately called out in the group, summoning Shi Liang, Ninth Rank, Shen Lang, Ninth Rank, Huang He, Ninth Rank, and others to connect their mics and discuss the Go game.

By herself, she feared she wouldn’t understand the game between these two top Go experts.

...

"Finally, I’ve been waiting for you!"

Ke Bao murmured, watching the other party accept the invitation instantly, and couldn’t help but reveal a hint of relief.

The game to decide who would go first soon ended, and Ke Bao took the white stones.

This secretly relieved him.

Traditionally, black, because of having the first move, was considered to have a certain advantage. To balance this advantage, black had to give compensation points to white when calculating the winner.

However, with the development of Go theory and the advancement of AI technology, AI analysis found that the compensation given to white was a bit excessive, and thus the winning percentage for white reached approximately fifty-four to fifty-nine percent.

In human matches.

This slight difference wasn’t important.

Ke Bao never cared.

But now, facing the Go Emperor, Ke Bao felt immense pressure. Getting to play white, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Watching the opponent place the first stone in the star point.

Ke Bao took a deep breath and with an unprecedentedly serious demeanor, made his move.

Compared to the confidence and arrogance at the start of their last game, he was now more cautious and pressured.

He dared not say what he had before—that he wouldn’t lose.

Now, he just hoped to hold on a bit longer!

However.

Such a wish was hard to fulfill.

Even without deliberately learning to play Go, Chen Yun was stronger today than the day before.

Even if Ke Bao felt he had improved, the outcome was still unchanged.

White’s territory was being eroded step by step, like the melting remnants of snow in winter, its boundaries blurred and fragile.

In the corners of the Go board, the defense lines that white had carefully constructed were now teetering, each loss of a breath eye signifying the passing of vitality.

Black’s invasion was like a silent undertow in the night, unstoppable and quietly devouring white’s hopes. Although white struggled hard, trying to find opportunities to counterattack in the limited space, each move seemed to fall right into the opponent’s calculations, leaving the situation irreversible.

As black firmly placed the last stone, the board’s originally intricate situation seemed to find its conclusion in a flash.

Silence didn’t last long.

Anticipating this outcome, Ke Bao resignedly smiled and decisively clicked the surrender button that he hadn’t pressed the night before.

"As expected..."

"I still lost."

Ke Bao leaned back in the gaming chair, unable to help but utter this reflection in front of numerous viewers in the live stream.

He didn’t slap himself in the face like after a loss in a previous world competition.

At that time, he believed he could win and it was a careless ’Hand of Eagle’ that cost him the game; hence, he regretfully slapped himself.

But now it was different.

He was well aware that he hadn’t made a mistake.

He was simply crushed, quietly ground into dust bit by bit.

"Guys, I don’t know who this person is."

"I can only say it’s definitely not anyone from the Go world that I know."

"It might be a new AI algorithm developed by some company, or perhaps an unknown master among the masses."

"In any case..."

"He’s really outrageously strong."

Ke Bao said earnestly.

His tone not only conveyed the realization of defeat from the humiliating victory of the day before last.

But more so, it was an exclamation of there being higher mountains beyond each one.

Simply unbeatable...

Truly unbeatable!

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