Shock! Long Aotian Actually Did This to the Senior, the Desperate Senior.

When he arrived at the Chess Club, he discovered a girl with short white hair had arrived before him.

The girl wore a beret on her head and sat in a seat provided by the club, a cane resting beside her.

She was currently engaged in a match with a member of the Chess Club.

In the midst of an intense and fierce game, the performance of the two players formed a stark contrast, as if two completely different worlds were intertwined in the same space and time.

On one side was Sakayanagi Arisu, her expression calm and confident, as if everything were under her control. Her fingers rested lightly on the chess pieces, and every move appeared so unhurried, as if each decision were the inevitable result of careful deliberation.

A sense of detachment emanated from her eyes, and occasionally, when she looked up at her opponent, a faint, imperceptible smile would grace the corners of her lips—a look of absolute certainty in her victory.

To her, the situation on the chessboard was like a meticulously choreographed dance; every step was perfectly timed, guiding the game in the direction she had envisioned.

The senior sitting opposite her, however, wore a completely different expression. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and beneath his furrowed brows were eyes filled with anxiety and unease.

His hands rubbed against his knees from time to time, betraying his extreme nervousness. Whenever he attempted to make a decision, he would stare at the board for a long time, brow tightly knit, as if every piece weighed a thousand pounds and the path of choice was paved with thorns.

For him, the game was like an endless exploration of a labyrinth; every step risked falling into a trap, and every decision was accompanied by immense psychological pressure.

In the end, when Sakayanagi Arisu gently placed her final piece and declared her victory, the senior let out a deep sigh, his eyes reflecting both unwillingness and relief.

Pretty intense, right? Even I didn't expect a game of chess to be more heated than that guy next door.

"I lost." Despite the frustration in his heart, the Chess Club member recognized his own skill level: "I will transfer the points to you according to the terms of the contract."

The young girl stood up slowly, her movements carrying both the confidence of victory and a sense of respect for her opponent (impossible). She gently returned the pieces to their places one by one, then looked at the senior, her voice crisp: "Senior, your chess skills are exquisite, and your insight into the game is admirable. If you pay a little more attention to the details, becoming a professional player in the future is well within your reach."

"Th-thank you for the compliment!" The senior felt a bit embarrassed by the underclassman's praise.

Sakayanagi Arisu picked up her cane and slowly turned around.

Just as she turned to leave, she noticed Long Aotian, who had arrived at her side at some point.

Seeing Sakayanagi Arisu notice him, Long Aotian took the initiative to greet her: "Yo, Classmate Sakayanagi, playing chess here? Looks like you've won quite a few points."

"Classmate Long, are you here for a chess match as well? Too bad, I arrived before you and won all the personal points," Sakayanagi Arisu replied with a slight smile.

"Any interest in a match?"

"If you want to compete, Classmate Long, let's do it next time. I have things to attend to today." Sakayanagi Arisu turned and left the Chess Club, leaving those words behind.

This is troublesome; by my calculations, that's only 2.7 million. If possible, Long Aotian would like to earn a bit more.

Long Aotian turned to look at the senior and said with an awkward smile: "How about a match, Senior?"

Do you all think I'm a sheep or something? Even a person has a temper. If I can't beat the underclassman, surely I can beat you?

The senior frowned, the small spark of anger in his heart instantly ignited. He stared at the underclassman, his eyes revealing an unquestionable firmness: "Fine, since you want to challenge me so much, I accept. 100,000!"

Under the witness of the faculty advisor, the senior and Long Aotian signed the contract.

As the game began, the senior's brows were tightly locked, his eyes revealing an unprecedented fury. The anger surged in his heart like an invisible force, as if injecting him with some mysterious buff.

Long Aotian looked at the senior before him, feeling a bit dazed. Aren't you a bit too fired up?

Unexpectedly, this anger allowed the senior to display astonishing aggression during the opening phase, seizing the advantage without losing his usual judgment.

Could this be!!!?

The outcome was obvious: the senior, in a fit of rage upon rage, lost the match.

At the final moment of the game, as his opponent slowly placed the decisive piece, the senior's hand trembled slightly.

He stared blankly at the chessboard, as if time had frozen at that moment. A look of disbelief first flashed across his face, followed by deep disappointment, and finally, uncontrollable despair—a sense of powerlessness rising from the depths of his heart, as if the entire world had collapsed at that very instant.

His eyes gradually dimmed, and a bitter smile hooked the corners of his lips—a form of self-mockery, and an acceptance of the helpless reality. The senior slowly stood up, his body swaying slightly, as if he were about to lose the strength to even stand.

He looked at his opponent with a complex gaze, filled with admiration, unwillingness, and deep self-doubt.

The moment he finished transferring the points and walked out of the competition room, the senior's back appeared exceptionally lonely and desolate.

He said nothing, just kept his head down, as if every step he took was heavy enough to suffocate him.

The surrounding clamor had nothing to do with him; he seemed to be in another world, a world of despair and pain that only he knew.

Long Aotian fell silent. Did I go a bit too far with the blow?

Combat Club: 800,000 points. (Including the original 100,000 points)

Chess Club: 500,000 points.

Table Tennis Club: 600,000 points.

Badminton Club: 600,000 points.

Senior: 100,000 points.

Total: 2.8 million points.

Using the double points card brought it to 5.6 million points.

[Task: Reach 5 million points in one day]

[Task completed!]

[Reward: 10% point earnings buff (Cannot exploit bugs; must be earned through legitimate reasons, all reasonable conversions)]

This is the life of a wealthy person.

Long Aotian also left the Chess Club immediately, paying the instructor 30,000 points as hush money before he departed.

After all, the instructor had worked hard to accompany him for the entire day, so it served as a fee for his silence as well, given that he had outperformed more than half of the club members.

As for whether the other club members would spread the word? Such an embarrassing affair, they probably wouldn't want to talk about it anyway; even if it did get out, it wouldn't matter, at least he wouldn't become a celebrity that quickly in the early stages.

The day had been quite exhausting, so he went to buy some daily necessities before heading back to the dormitory to clean up.

There were very few people out buying daily necessities at this hour.