GBP Chapter 105 Even after arriving at the Immortal Ship, we still have to work overtime!
Chapter 105 Even after arriving at the Immortal Ship, we still have to work overtime!
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Zhou Yuan carefully searched for the rules of chess on his phone and found that they were no different from those in his previous life.
This star is falling completely haphazardly!
"Who taught you to do it like that? Is it some kind of Trisolaran attack?" Zhou Yuan was at a loss for words.
"Go and leave a bad review right now!"
“Didn’t you teach me?” Xing said matter-of-factly. “The horse moves along the sun and the planet moves across the field, what’s wrong with me?”
"I have no objections to playing against those people in the Medicine King's Secret Manual... If you're worried about losing face, you can ask me for a draw, Godfather."
Xing was extremely confident, firmly believing that his tactics were unbreakable.
The Medicine King's Secret Teachings... just how desperate are they for people? Why are they coaxing her like this?
Zhou Yuanguang could picture the scene just by hearing it: it was like a group of old men playing chess in a park meeting a kid playing the Wanning version of chess.
“I was careless this time, let’s play again.” Zhou Yuan said, pointing behind Xing to attract her attention, and quickly made a move on the chess pieces without Xing noticing.
"Come on then! If you're so capable, break through my southern barbarian invasion!"
Xing smiled and reset the pieces, still moving first to move the elephant, while Zhou Yuan ignored him and played normally.
"General!" In no time, Xing's chariot was aimed at Zhou Yuan's general, and he smiled smugly.
The two elephants on the opposite side were wreaking havoc in Zhou Yuan's territory, and Zhou Yuan was constantly hampered, eventually being forced into a dead end.
However, Zhou Yuan remained calm and showed no sign of panic.
"Godfather, stop struggling! You have no way out! You've already lost!!"
"Why don't you try it?"
"Fine, I'll eat it!" With that, Xing's car devoured Zhou Yuan's car whole.
They finally fell for it... Seeing this, Zhou Yuan smiled smugly, "You thought you won?"
"Otherwise what? I'll have eaten all your generals!" Xing frowned, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.
"Have you not heard that Heaven never closes all doors?" With that, Zhou Yuan shouted, "Resurrecting from a dead body!"
The next moment, he flipped the star's general piece over, and on the back was clearly a "general" character!
"you lose."
"This!" Xing's eyes widened suddenly as he flipped Zhou Yuan's chess piece over, revealing the character "帅" (shuài, meaning general) pasted on its back!
This round doesn't count! You cheated!!
"That's enough. Your invasion of the Southern Barbarians has already stepped on my face. We're evenly matched, so let's not argue." Zhou Yuan quickly refused.
Given Xing's thought process, who knows what new tactics she might come up with if they play for a while longer.
The impact of the reformist chess style on traditionalists like Zhou Yuan was self-evident. Zhou Yuan was no longer able to fight and planned to temporarily concede.
"I lost this time, but don't be too smug. We'll meet again in the future!"
"Haha, I've finally won against you," Xing laughed with satisfaction. "Who is Fang Chang?"
Zhou Yuan fell silent, as if his words had been burned away by the chemical process.
A moment later, he asked Xing about the secret teachings of the Medicine King.
"I have now become the cultivator of the Medicine King's secret teachings, codenamed Gray Peony."
"I can't help but laugh when I think about this," Xing said, putting away the chessboard and sitting back on the bed. "They gave me a task back then, saying I had to copy some kind of text five hundred times! What the hell!"
"Five hundred times? Won't that kill me? Just as I was thinking about how to complete the mission, a Cloud Cavalry soldier actually ran over and wanted to join the Medicine King's Secret Teachings. He hadn't even taken off his armor yet!"
"...Then, I knocked the Cloud Riders away. Those guys who knew the secrets of the Medicine King begged me to stay. They didn't want me to complete the mission anymore, and they even played chess with me."
"I see." Zhou Yuan immediately understood.
This "Medicine King's Secret Teachings" is really short of people. They try to recruit anyone with strong combat power they see, which shows absolutely no respect for traditional chess!
Speaking of which, isn't their leader the Chief Alchemist of the Alchemy Bureau? Don't they conduct background checks before recruiting people?
......
"Fu Qing, it's late. Why don't you rest early?"
Jing Yuan leaned against the headboard, looking at the Fu Xuan projection that suddenly popped up in front of him, and sighed.
“General, the editing of the first episode will be completed simultaneously during filming tomorrow. How can we release the series quickly if the ending theme song is not finished by then?” Fu Xuan looked somewhat displeased, seemingly extremely dissatisfied with the “lazy” general in front of him.
"What you say is absolutely right, Fu Qing... So, is there some problem with your visit?"
Fu Xuan projected several song lyrics: "These are several versions of the ending theme song lyrics written by our team members. Which one would you like to choose?"
"After selecting the lyrics, there is still the work of composing and arranging music."
As the General of Luofu, Jing Yuan was naturally very familiar with the First Emperor's experiences. His gaze swept across the lyrics and he quickly locked onto one of them.
"In my opinion, this one is just right."
Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "General, this piece was indeed written by Zhou Yuan."
"Really? What a coincidence," Jing Yuan sat up straight in surprise. After thinking for a moment, he suggested, "Why don't we let him try composing?"
“General, writing lyrics and composing music are two different fields. I don’t think Zhou Yuan is capable of taking on this important task,” Fu Xuan said.
“What harm could there be in trying?” Jing Yuan said, then suddenly looked at Fu Xuan seriously. “You’ve really been working hard lately, Fu Qing… What kind of reward would you like, Fu Qing?”
Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan's face lit up with joy.
"General, you know I've always asked for nothing more than for your speedy recovery..."
"Ah, I suddenly feel a bit tired for some reason..." Suddenly, Jing Yuan covered his face weakly and collapsed. "Fu Qing, please let me rest alone for a while..."
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After bidding farewell to Xing, Zhou Yuan, now homeless, naturally sought out Huanlong again.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Huanlong gracefully walking over with a bowl in her hand.
"My benefactor, please have some soup~" She was disheveled, her shoulders half-exposed, and she smiled sweetly at Zhou Yuan.
Zhou Yuan took the porcelain bowl with a puzzled look and saw something that looked like fish slices at the bottom of the bowl. There were also red fruits floating in the soup, and a faint fishy smell and Chinese medicine smell.
"Now you don't even hide poisoning people anymore?" Zhou Yuan asked.
“My benefactor, this is a tonic soup to strengthen the body and improve health. I brewed it myself.”
Upon hearing the name, Zhou Yuan raised an eyebrow, feeling an immediate signal of longing emanating from his lower body.
Fortunately, Zhou Yuan was determined and did not let himself be easily swayed. He placed the bowl in front of Huanlong and said, "You drink first."
Huanlong's red lips parted slightly, and she gently took a small sip from the bowl before Zhou Yuan stopped her.
"Alright, alright, stop drinking. What will I drink if you finish it all?" Seeing that she had drunk it, Zhou Yuan didn't delay and finished the soup in the bowl in one gulp.
Seeing this, Huanlong couldn't wait to climb into bed.
"Heh, so eager?" Zhou Yuan rolled up his sleeves, looked himself over, and sat down at the table. "Wait a minute, I need to trim my fingernails first."
“Yes, my benefactor,” Huanlong said expectantly.
After a moment, Zhou Yuan polished all ten of his fingernails until they were smooth and free of burrs, then stood up abruptly, ready to unleash his full power.
However, a bell rang at an inopportune moment.
Zhou Yuan answered the phone, but his mind went blank.
"Huh? Really? Composing music this late?"
"...I understand, Fu Taibu, I'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuan sighed helplessly and had no choice but to put his suit jacket back on.
He turned his head and said to Huanlong in a slightly regretful tone:
"I'm going to work overtime, you should go to bed early."
Seeing Zhou Yuan push the door open and leave, Huanlong slowly lowered her hand that had been trying to stop him. She walked to the table, opened the drawer, and fell into deep thought as she looked at the half-pack of "A Thousand Trials and Ten Thousand Blows Still Make It Firm and Strong" that was left inside.
"How much did I put in...?"