National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

However, the figure seemed to be indifferent to the result and just waved his hand casually. In an instant, the chessboard in front of him, which had already decided the winner, flashed a faint light, and the time-reversal technique made the chess pieces return to their positions on their own. In the blink of an eye, it returned to its original appearance.

Then, a voice that seemed to come from a distant place and was difficult to distinguish clearly came from the figure: "You only defeated me by half a move, that's all, why bother with it so much."

The voice seemed to have passed through thick fog, carrying a hint of nonchalance, but when one listened carefully, it seemed to conceal a different deep meaning that was hard to grasp.

"But this half piece is enough to change the entire situation." Qi Mo's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had already been confident about the outcome of this chess game. Then, he yawned lazily, slowly put away the chessboard, and slowly stood up.

He stood in the endless gray fog, his black robe swaying gently in the wind, making his figure look more elegant.

Like the only sober bystander in this gray world, he slowly stretched out his hand and reached out towards the obscure lifeline hidden in the endless fog in front of him.

The moment his fingers touched the lifeline, it was as if he had some kind of mysterious and secret connection with this gray world. A meaningful smile quietly appeared on his lips. That smile contained both satisfaction with the victory in the chess game and insight into future variables.

Qi Mo turned around with a graceful and effortless movement, his wide sleeves waving lightly in the breeze, and he pulled out another red sandalwood chessboard from his sleeve. The chessboard looked simple and heavy, its texture engraved with the traces of time, and faintly exuding a light sandalwood fragrance.

He gently placed the chessboard in front of the still-sitting figure, his eyes filled with confidence and composure as he spoke, "Look, with just this half-piece difference, I was able to cleverly secure a glimmer of hope from a hopeless situation."

Upon hearing this, the figure leaned forward slightly, and the figure that was originally hidden in the gray fog and could not be seen clearly became clearer.

When his gaze fell on the ancient chessboard, the originally calm aura around him seemed to be disturbed by some sudden force and paused for a second, as if there was something on the chessboard that he cared about very much, breaking his usual indifference and causing a barely perceptible strangeness to flash across his expression.

After a long time, the figure sighed softly, and the sigh seemed to be mixed with some helplessness and emotion, as if he had thousands of words to say, but didn't know where to start.

Then, he slowly stood up and took another deep look at the rosewood chessboard. His figure gradually faded and finally disappeared completely in the vast gray fog, leaving Qi Mo standing there quietly.

The gray fog still floats silently, like a loyal guardian, always shrouding this mysterious land, as if quietly waiting for the next story to quietly begin.

I don't know how long it took, but in this eternal silence, a faint light suddenly emerged in the distance of the gray fog. At first, the light was like a weak firefly, appearing and disappearing under the cover of the gray fog, as if it would be swallowed up by the endless darkness at any time.

At the same time, an ethereal voice sounded slowly. The voice seemed to come from the distant sky, and seemed to come out from every crack in the gray fog. It was crisp and pleasant, but also revealed a mysterious charm, slowly echoing between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Qi Mo couldn't help but smile even more deeply.

He slowly raised his hand, his movements graceful and calm. The light that was floating in the gray fog seemed to be pulled by some invisible force, floating towards his palm and finally landing steadily in his palm.

Then, he lifted his foot gracefully and took a step forward. A long and narrow crack in the void instantly appeared under his feet. Without any hesitation, he plunged straight into the crack.

As if he was going on vacation, he yawned lazily and muttered helplessly: "I only have half a day..."

When Qi Mo reappeared, he had already returned to the familiar gray world. Without any delay, he headed straight for the restaurant they had agreed to meet.

The restaurant is located in a bustling place in the Gray Realm. Although this place is mostly crowded with people from all walks of life, this restaurant has its own unique charm. Its antique architectural style is quite eye-catching in this slightly messy environment.

When Qi Mo stepped into the restaurant, he felt a warm air mixed with the aroma of wine and food hitting him in the face.

Seeing that it was Qi Mo, the waiter hurriedly came forward to greet him warmly, but Qi Mo just gave a faint instruction, and the waiter quickly prepared a pot of Fenghuo Spirit Wine, and then led Qi Mo to a place on the third floor with an excellent view to sit down.

Qi Mo, who was sitting by the window, supported his chin with one hand, and looked out the window casually, watching the bustling scene of people coming and going downstairs, but his thoughts drifted to who knows where.

The other hand gently stroked the wine glass in front of him, and the wine glass reflected a faint luster under his caress.

At this time, a wonderful play was being performed on the stage in the center of the "U"-shaped restaurant downstairs. The actors were singing in a melodious and graceful voice, which added a unique flavor to the performance in this noisy restaurant.

"... I want to kill ~the world~ of evildoers, but I see ~the Four Heavenly Emperors~ sitting there, how dare I~show off my skills~"

When the actor on the stage sang this line, the unique singing voice and the charming performance made Qi Mo couldn't help but look sideways. As he listened attentively, he and the person who came to his side at some point laughed out loud at the same time.

When I turned around, I saw a young man in a dark golden robe sitting down gracefully. The young man had an upright posture, a handsome face with a heroic air, and his eyes were full of spirit.

He poured himself a glass of sake with a familiar smile on his face, and jokingly said to Qi Mo, "Brother Qi, I've heard this play of "Four Heavenly Emperors" many times, whether true or false. Do you still want to be patient and listen to it to the end today?"

"No, time is tight and the task is heavy..."

Qi Mo looked at the young man in front of him who invited him to clink glasses, and felt funny in his heart, but he also knew that this was indeed not a good time to listen to opera, so he clinked glasses lightly with the young man, then put down the glass, his expression became serious, and then he spoke.

"We only have half a day to sort out the belongings of the four major families. Have you sorted out the things of your Ji family that I told you about before?"