Aboard the Chaos Vessel, in the Minor World where Xu Fan resided, he looked at the sky and always felt that something was missing. A fake was a fake, after all.
With a wave of Xu Fan's hand, the surroundings instantly became an ocean world. More than three hundred thousand years—how boring.
"Supervisor, would you like to come play a round of World Chess with me?" Xu Fan asked.
"I can't understand the rules, nor can I play it." The Holy Light Woman appeared not far from Xu Fan. "If you don't understand the rules, you can slowly come to comprehend them."
"As far as I know, World Chess is passed down among the top experts of the various Chaos Lands. Understanding its rules and gaining even a little proficiency will bring great benefits to your future cultivation." As Xu Fan spoke, he began personally explaining the rules of World Chess to the Holy Light Woman.
There was no helping it. In his current state as a clone, cultivation was useless, he could not decipher the system, and even studying the various Chaos Great Daos would not yield much.
Under Xu Fan's explanations, the Holy Light Woman gradually got into the rhythm, and flashes of enlightenment occasionally crossed her face. Xu Fan spent a full thousand years explaining the rules of World Chess before the Holy Light Woman finally understood them.
At first, she stumbled along, playing against Xu Fan according to her own understanding.
Their first game lasted only a hundred years, yet it left the Holy Light Woman dizzy and muddleheaded, as though her CPU had overloaded. "Master Xu, I can't go on. Let me sleep first, then I'll play the second game with you." The Holy Light Woman spoke with a bitter expression.
They were clearly both