Update: The Grand Revival of the Serialized Story!

"Sizzle--"

Sakayanagi Arisu's screen went black again.

[Correct answer.]

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The third question is about multiplying six-digit numbers.

The answer had become a twelve-digit number, a long string of digits that nearly made Matsushita Chiaki's scalp tingle.

Kitagawa Ryo's answer was correct again.

The fourth question is about multiplying seven-digit numbers.

Matsushita Chiaki no longer cared about numbers; she only felt dizzy. Her father, sipping his tea, quipped:

"These are two phone numbers multiplied together."

But even faced with these two strings of 'phone numbers', Kitagawa Ryo's speed in answering the questions did not slow down at all.

Sakayanagi Narimori, who had been watching his daughter closely, couldn't help but sigh, and the camera quickly captured this moment.

If Arisu could barely keep up in the three-digit addition and subtraction questions that only tested accuracy, Arisu is now losing badly in the second round of the buzzer round.

Sakayanagi Narimori believed his daughter was equally capable of answering the questions, but the rules of the first-come, first-served format meant it was a game where the first-place winner always won.

This was the first time in his life that Sakayanagi Narimori had seen Arisu lose so utterly to someone her own age.

He knew very well that although it was an unspoken show, the two people on stage were genuinely and without any pretense in their duel.

Moreover, mental arithmetic is indeed something that Arisu.

The fifth question: Divide an eighteen-digit number by an eleven-digit number.

As the final question in the Speed Mental Arithmetic competition, the difficulty level increased several levels compared to the fourth question. It's possible that the production team didn't expect anyone to answer it correctly when they designed it.

The numbers completely filled the entire screen.

Sakayanagi Arisu didn't even pick up her pen like she did for the previous four questions; she just looked at the numbers and then turned to look at Kitagawa Ryo.

The other person was still writing down their answer with their head down.

Then came the familiar buzzing sound, and the screen in front of Sakayanagi Arisu went black again.

"Correct answer!"

"Well then, congratulations to Ryo for defeating Sakayanagi Arisu in the second round of the Speed Mental Arithmetic competition, and for winning the overall Speed Mental Arithmetic competition with a score of 2 to 1. Including the victory in the previous Concentration competition... I declare that in this Genius Duel, Ryo has won tonight with a score of 2 to 0!"

Dry ice mist and prepared ribbon cannons erupted in the stadium amidst deafening cheers and applause.

Numerous tabloids and marketing accounts began producing firsthand news reports overnight.

After the program ended, Ayanokoji Atsuomi began to closely monitor online opinions and trends.

When he walked out of the venue, he noticed that it had started to snow heavily, and many people coming and going were excitedly discussing the evening's program.

From a hype perspective, however, it was an absolutely successful start.

A burning ambition raged in his chest Ayanokoji Atsuomi turned his gaze to the other side, tonight's greatest contributor to the White Room.

Kitagawa Ryo was looking at the snow, gazing at the snow with a strange expression.

The girl was slowly repeating the actions of deep breathing and exhaling. She reached out to feel the cool touch of the sprite landing in her palm, then tried to suppress and calm the soreness that had spread to her entire eye socket. She lowered her head and covered her face with her honey-colored long hair, then carefully raised her eyes from there, her eyes slightly red.

Are you cold?

Kitagawa Ryo squeezed her hand; it was already a little cold.

"It's not cold."

"This is the first time I've ever seen real snow."

"It's not shaped like a flower at all; it's clearly made up of individual grains."

"But the snow is indeed white, a clean white."

"It is indeed cold."

I probably won't be able to update for the next couple of days.

The symptoms worsened; my eyes hurt terribly, I had a persistent low-grade fever, and I couldn't sleep at all at night. It felt like my sleep was being fragmented into small pieces, and I would wake up after only a short while. My joints also hurt a lot.

I'm very sorry, but I really won't be able to update for the next couple of days.

I hope I recover soon, and I also hope that all my readers will stay healthy.

Chapter 106: Update, the grand Resurrection serial!

"Arisu, are you still awake?"

It was already 10 p. m. Sakayanagi Narimori, who had just finished washing up, turned off the living room light while wearing slippers. On his way back to his room, he noticed a faint light coming from under his daughter's door, as if she hadn't turned off the light and gone to bed yet.

After asking at the exit, he patiently waited in front of the door for a while. Only after receiving a response from his daughter did Sakayanagi Narimori turn the doorknob and go inside. Compared to the cold air outside due to the falling snow, Sakayanagi Arisu's room was warm and cozy thanks to the heating. Sakayanagi Arisu herself was sitting cross-legged on the large bed, wrapped in a small, soft blanket, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed as she fiddled with a set of Go stones in front of her.

Are you already preparing for what's to come?

He turned around and poured a glass of warm water from the living room. Sakayanagi Narimori walked to Arisu's bedside and handed it to his daughter, glancing at the Chess as he spoke softly.

"Perhaps it's just that I can't sleep."

"... No preparation is needed."

"If Arisu had won 2-0 today, I might have been more convinced."

Upon hearing this, Sakayanagi Arisu just kept blowing air into the cup, then blinked as she watched the water start to bubble.

"Dad wasn't always this honest."

Sakayanagi Narimori laughed again. He sat down beside his daughter's bed and picked up a chess piece from the board:

"People always simply hope that those around them will only tell them the truth, but at the same time they always feel that it's bad to tell too much truth. Then, unconsciously, they also say some half-truths. In this back-and-forth exchange, truth and falsehood are mixed up, and then an incomplete information game occurs."

"Coincidentally, the Chess is one of the most basic and intuitive ways to demonstrate this kind of game."

Sakayanagi Arisu, oblivious to Kuroko's presence, took a step forward, then suddenly looked up and asked:

"What about feelings? Are they the same?"

Unexpectedly, Sakayanagi Arisu suddenly jumped to this point. Sakayanagi Narimori was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered and gave his answer seriously:

"Personally, I think the same is true."

"Haven't we been talking about things like 'a boring exterior' and 'an interesting soul' these past two years?"

At this point, Sakayanagi Narimori, hesitating for a moment whether these things were too early for the child, but finally expressed his opinion:

"In my opinion, what is called an interesting soul is someone whose information density and knowledge level far exceed yours in both height and breadth, surrounding you in a certain way. Under such circumstances, as long as he shows a little patience to listen to your complaints and casually says some points that you have never heard before but find very reasonable, many girls will be easily captivated and think that they have met an interesting soul."

"This is the result of a game played with unequal information."

"To give examples, there are teacher-student relationships or relationships between working adults and students. In fact, many of these relationships are triggered by this kind of unequal information gap, such as information density, knowledge level, social status, family background, etc. This leads to a clear, even hierarchical, structure in what should be an equal relationship."

"Does Arisu think this kind of relationship is healthy?"

After hesitating for a moment, Sakayanagi Arisu nodded first, but then shook her head.

"Arisu can't figure it out now, there's plenty of time later."

Sakayanagi Narimori did not press the matter further, and casually steered the conversation away from the topic.

"To be honest, even I didn't expect the show to be so popular tonight. Many friends in the industry are very interested, and quite a few have said they want their children to try it out too."

"Those people aren't even as good as me, what makes them think they can compare to Liang?"

Sakayanagi Arisu pulled the blanket around herself and replied casually.

"It doesn't necessarily have to be a failure. According to them, it's fine to challenge the other kids in the White Room, since not everyone can be a genius."

Sakayanagi Narimori shrugged:

"Didn't another child from the White Room also come to the recording site today? They were even caught on camera a few times. It's the girl named Xue that Liang mentioned before."

"She's a very polite young lady. After the show's recording, she even came backstage with Liang to greet our guests and staff. I just don't know what she'll be like. Although Liang praised her, I haven't actually seen her in person..."

Sakayanagi Arisu pulled the blanket tighter around herself, wrapping herself up completely before lying down on the bed.

"I'm going to go to bed."

"Goodnight then?"

Sakayanagi Narimori smiled and carefully put away the Go board and Go pieces on the bed.

"Good night."

Sakayanagi Arisu, but to put it on, it was barely hanging down to her upper body. However, considering the warm temperature in the room and the blanket she was already wrapped in, there didn't seem to be any risk of catching a cold.

Without asking any further questions, Sakayanagi Narimori quietly closed the door and left.

Heavy snow always seems to have a greater sense of silence and vastness than heavy rain. Perhaps because of the sound of the air conditioner, Sakayanagi Arisu didn't hear the rustling or crackling sound of snow described in the book. She only saw an increasingly thick expanse of white through the window in the quiet night.

After turning off the air conditioner, the room became even quieter, but the air also felt cooler.

Sakayanagi Arisu curled up in the blankets, first hugging her arms, then half of the blanket, and finally rolled up the blanket around herself and fell asleep.

The fine Cloth fabric creates a reassuring warmth.

Ayanokoji Atsuomi is very busy tonight.

Perhaps no one expected that he would be able to use this opportunity to make the White Room a household name. However, with the rise in popularity of Kitagawa Ryo and the defeat of Sakayanagi Arisu, whether they were genuinely interested or just watching the show, many big shots they knew or had only heard of expressed a willingness to send their children to the White Room for training. They kept sending inquiries, keeping Ayanokoji Atsuomi extremely busy.

What he found even more amusing was that the Naoe Faction, which had initially vowed to sever all ties with him in order to shirk responsibility, suddenly seemed to have a change of heart. However, given that the situation was still unclear, their attitude was merely somewhat ambiguous.

However, Ayanokoji Atsuomi was also very clear-headed. In the previous forty years of his life, he had seen too many Matoba watching his empire rise and fall. The current glamorous and enthusiastic scene was ultimately just a result of his and ANHS's joint hype. As the person in charge of the White Room, he certainly knew what this mysterious White Room was currently trending on the Internet, really was.

It can be said that from the very moment it was born, it was impossible for it to be accepted by the public.

Ultimately, Ayanokoji Atsuomi was simply playing a deception based on information asymmetry.

All he had to do was to cash out as much as possible and find a new owner for this handheld bomb before it completely exploded.

Perhaps the White Room will succeed decades later, but even if it succeeds then, it will have nothing to do with Ayanokoji Atsuomi. Besides, he doesn't care about the development of the so-called national education program. Naoe Jinnosuke is getting old, Ayanokoji Atsuomi naturally has to prepare in advance.

If Ayanokoji Atsuomi can leverage the fame gained from this incident to elevate his status within the Naoe Faction and then inherit the political legacy left by Naoe Jinnosuke, he will be qualified to touch the pinnacle of power in the country.

With this burgeoning ambition, Ayanokoji Atsuomi, his chest slightly feverish, put down his pen and walked out of the office, intending to go for a walk and get some fresh air.

Even though it was deep in the mountains, the White Room's furnishings were still shrouded in the swirling snow, and the parking area in front of it was covered with a thick layer of snow. The four guards at the door bowed in unison upon seeing Ayanokoji Atsuomi's arrival.

"Councilor Ayanokoji."

"Um."

Nodding, Ayanokoji Atsuomi opened his mouth and took a deep breath of the cool air outside. The temperature in the mountains was even lower than in the city, but this chill had a stimulating effect on the mind.

After circling the facility a few times, three of the four guards immediately followed, carefully carrying out their security duties.

When Ayanokoji Atsuomi walked to the back of the facility, something that hadn't been there before suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

After taking a couple of steps closer, I realized that what was standing there was a Koyuki about one meter tall.

"It was piled up by Liang and Xue, these two test subjects, thirty minutes ago."

The guards following behind immediately spoke up to explain.

Actually, only two people are allowed to come out at this time. Ayanokoji Atsuomi nodded and took two more steps closer.

The snowman's design is simple, consisting of a head and a body, which are two snowballs stacked together, one large and one small. The smaller head has two holes cut out, with two black button-sized pieces for eyes. A small twig is stuck in the nose, and a smiling face is drawn in the mouth. Long leaf branches are stuck on the left and right sides of the body. Overall, it looks quite simple and rough.

After a moment of thought, Ayanokoji Atsuomi suddenly gave the order:

"Bring that child, Kiyotaka, here."

Although it was unclear why Ayanokoji Atsuomi had summoned Ayanokoji Kiyotaka at this time, the guards obediently followed orders. One of them immediately jogged back to the White Room and quickly brought Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, who had already gone to rest, out of the room.

Perhaps out of fear of keeping Ayanokoji Atsuomi waiting too long, the guards didn't even give Ayanokoji Kiyotaka any time to change his clothes. Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, who was brought into the snowy landscape, was still wearing only a simple pure white nightgown, but there was not a trace of complaint in his eyes or on his face. Moreover, even though it was his first time experiencing snow, he showed no excitement or surprise, and just silently looked at Ayanokoji Atsuomi standing in front of him.

"Build a better and more detailed snowman. If you haven't seen one before, this one next to you is a basic sample."

Ayanokoji Atsuomi pointed to the snowman that had already been built next to him and gave an order to Ayanokoji Kiyotaka.

"Um."