"Don't look at the quantity, you should look at the old man's expression, and you'll know. The professor has won."
The students' hushed discussions made the old man's face even more gloomy and displeased.
The metaphysics professor and Guo Liang wanted to laugh, but they couldn't. The main reason was...
They dared not laugh. Laughing would be disrespectful to him.
While wanting to laugh, they felt a bit of sympathy. He had played chess his whole life, and now he had lost to this immature brat...
Oh my god, his lifetime reputation was gone.
In the live broadcast room.
"Haha, the boss must have won, haha, that old man's face doesn't look good at all."
"He should have won, haha, the boss won."
"Is this the reason for the rise of young people? This is so cool."
"Haha. The boss is not old, but his chess skills are superb, amazing."
...
Hong Linfei looked at Zhou Lin's position and was immediately shocked.
This was a false death trap, designed to lure the old man into attacking and breaking its dragon bone. It turned out to be Zhou Lin's trap.
This Zhou Lin, he had truly underestimated him.
"Master, Zhou Lin won, how did he do it?"
A Qin was confused.
"Look at this position, and this position, what positions are they?"
Hong Linfei was happy to re-explain the chess game.
"This looks very much like a crouching dragon, but didn't the old man already break the dragon bone?"
"By all logic, Zhou Lin's attack has been broken."
A Qin said suspiciously.
"But this dragon bone is fake. This position is Zhou Lin's most important position. This is a hidden dragon soul."
Hong Linfei now felt that Zhou Lin was truly clever. Even a small dragon by his side could soar into the sky.
He had been conserving his energy and hiding so well, it was truly rare.
"Using the crouching dragon formation to attract firepower, and finally cultivating a new dragon soul. This Zhou Lin... is truly amazing, he even has this skill."
A Qin was truly full of admiration for Zhou Lin.
In the Dean's conference room.
"Haha, awesome, Zhou Lin is truly amazing."
Professor Hu stood up very happily, not hiding his joy at all.
"Calm down, why are you so excited? Zhou Lin isn't even this excited. Look at you."
Professor Wen found him very noisy.
"Aren't you excited? Many people would want this kind of talent. Perhaps the National Studies Go Club would snatch him up."
Professor Hu looked at Professor Wen's affected demeanor and looked at him with great displeasure.
"Next, we'll see what Zhou Lin does and how the old man will resolve it."
Although the Dean was very happy, the most pressing issue was the old man. This old man was difficult to deal with now.
"That's Zhou Lin's business. We'll have to rely on Zhou Lin now."
Professor Hu was not worried about this issue at all. This was beyond their human jurisdiction.
Inside the tomb.
"You lost. Did you think I would lose just because you broke the dragon bone? How could I only have one dragon soul?"
Zhou Lin was shocked by the technique of Go. The world of Go was truly something you wouldn't know until you learned it, and then you'd be astonished.
"Hmph, you can go, but the people behind you cannot."
The old man snorted coldly at Zhou Lin, clearly unwilling to let them go so easily.
"So, you're going back on your word?"
Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes as he looked at the old man, his aura beginning to surge.
Xuan Xue Professor, Guo Liang, Captain Bai, and the others behind him had already prepared themselves and took a few steps back.
Zhou Lin was angry, no doubt about it.
"I only said you could go, but I didn't say they could. If you want to go, fine, play another game with me. If you win, you can go."
The old man had already thought of his excuse, he just didn't want to let them go easily.
These people had finally come, and if they all left, who would take his place?
Zhou Lin looked at the chessboard and muttered a few words softly. Then, a pile of flames erupted from the position on the chessboard.
The flames set the chessboard ablaze.
"You..."
The old man looked at Zhou Lin furiously.
"Now I say, get out of the way."
Zhou Lin's voice was already filled with anger.
Mysterious wind currents appeared around the old man, blowing his white beard and hair.
In the live broadcast room.
"I don't think this old man is a good person. The boss is angry, but this thing seems angry too."
"Nonsense, this is like a water ghost. Who would give up a chance to reincarnate?"
"What's this got to do with water ghosts? I just think that you people from Da Xia don't keep your word, it's been like this since ancient times."
"You're right, it really is like that. I've also found that Da Xia's promise-keeping is fake, passed down from ancient times."
"You people from the Eagle Country are really interesting. You're all rotten, yet you have the nerve to say others smell."
"Exactly, it's hilarious."
...
Inside the tomb at this moment.
A box appeared behind the old man. The box absorbed the old man into it, and finally turned black and white. When the box was opened, a suction force emerged from within.
Gusts of wind sucked Zhou Lin and the archaeological team in.
"I can't hold on anymore."
Captain Bai reached out to pull the professor, but after only a moment of inspection, he was sucked in. m..oΓg
The students of the archaeological team and the few like Samwell were also absorbed.
Seeing this, Zhou Lin also gave up struggling, wanting to know what the inside of this thing looked like.
The moment they were inside the box, everyone's vision went black, and they fainted.
Only Zhou Lin was absorbed by the suction force and landed steadily on the ground. He then looked around.
There were many bodies wearing different clothes standing in the wall grooves. However, their eyes were all closed.
Their fingers were slender, and black and white chess pieces were adorned between their eyebrows.
In the live broadcast room.
"Are these zombies? But these zombies look... so artistic? What are these clothes they're wearing?"
"These seem to be people from ancient times, this is from the Song Dynasty, and that's from the Ming Dynasty? Are these all chess players?"
"Damn, this guy is a chess fanatic. He wouldn't have turned everyone who lost to him into this, would he?"
"Fortunately, the boss won. If he had lost, he would have been one of them, right?"
...
Zhou Lin looked at these bodies, his eyes sinking slightly.
A faint corpse qi was emanating from them.
"No, it's not them."