336 – EP.12 78-1
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Playing baduk is called sudam (手談). To explain, it means a conversation with hands, and it seems like this is how a game is expressed.
Some people may say that this is just an act of throwing black stones and white stones alternately without saying anything, but what kind of conversation is this? So did I.
But after learning martial arts from Namgung Soyu, I learned that I could have a conversation without having to speak.
The dizzying tangle of swords replaced sound, and the breath felt through joined fists became words.
I was able to read the other person’s thoughts through their eyes and infer their emotions through the shaking of the military flag.
[You can convey your thoughts more clearly than a hundred words.]
The person who called himself my teacher said this while shaking off his dusty clothes.
She showed a bright smile and held out her hand to me, who was lying on her floor. When I saw Namgung Soyou stand up holding her hand, her eyes were shining and she had affection for me.
[What the saint said was correct. I had to swing the sword with will.]
The image of Maria swinging a large sword the size of her body and wiping the sweat from her forehead comes to mind.
She trusted me and followed me. She didn’t say those words out loud, but the upright posture she held as she wielded her sword said it all.
The same goes for Baduk, where players play with stones on a square wooden board, each with their own style.
If there are 100 people who play Baduk, there will be 100 different styles, such as the habit of placing stones, the habit of measuring time, and how to overcome crisis situations.
However, Isis was not like that. Isis’s Go was a game of pure chance.
It may be my fault for not having any skills in baduk, but at least that was the case in my eyes.
For Isis, who analyzed scores accumulated over several decades or even hundreds of years, playing baduk was simply the act of placing a stone in a place with a high probability of winning.
There was no dialogue in it, and it was not fun.
It seemed like it was brought to me just because I needed to prepare something to kill time.
Another week passed after Isis brought the checkerboard.
Is it because I spent most of my time, other than eating and exercising, watching the checkerboard? My ability to barely build a house also gradually improved.
Of course, this is not a story of defeating Isis.
“I lost.”
When I placed the Go stone in one corner and admitted defeat, Isis bowed her head and greeted me.
“Thank you for your hard work. Compared to yesterday, you held out considerably.”
“You didn’t look at it?”
I asked Isis with one eyebrow raised, and Isis shook her head.
“I set the difficulty to the same level as the first time. My skills have definitely improved.”
“I guess it’s a good thing… If you put in that much effort for a week and your skills don’t improve, that’s a problem.”
“Most people’s skills will improve if they master it repeatedly.”
I lay down on the bed, listening to vague compliments with one ear.
I felt the soft texture of the bed on my back. Soft and comfortable. It’s so comfortable that it’s almost unsettling.
Isis sat down in her seat and began to organize the Go stones.
The sound of slender hands picking up stones one by one and putting them into a container filled the room rhythmically.
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“Isis.”
“Yes, please speak.”
“When can I go out?”
“Safety is not yet secured.”
Isis spoke while keeping her gaze on the stone.
“It’s already been a week since I said that. I don’t want to go too far. I just want to go this far.”
Although I couldn’t read Isis’ thoughts through Sudam, I did gain something.
“Let’s move the base instead. Outside of Aaru again.”
I’m making a suggestion that won’t even work.
“You can’t escape from here by avoiding the eyes of the ark.”
I am shocked to hear those words come out of Isis’s mouth.
“That’s true. But I really want to go out.”
Isis moves completely based on probability.
For example, even if I were 99% sure that I knew [Isis = the ark], The 1% possibility would not put pressure on me.
You must pretend not to know as much as possible and catch Isis off guard.
I wonder if it is possible to make AI let down its guard, but I think that the moment Isis’s suspicion becomes 100%, this free life will end.
So, for now, the priority is to suit Isis appropriately and obtain the information necessary for escape.
At the very least, you need to know what kind of environment will unfold when you leave this hospital room.
The scenery in the window is also fake, made from a display screen. It is not even clear whether this place is underground or above ground.
“Please wait a moment.”
“I can’t stand talking like that. Promise me.”
“Are you talking about a promise?”
“Okay, before the end of the week, promise me you’ll get me outside at least a little bit.”
I raise my body and look at Isis.
Isis, who is still holding the Go stones, rarely responded to my words immediately.
Chrrr hands the baduk stones placed on the white palms fall into the container.
“…I’m sorry for being so forceful. But I’m so frustrated that I’m going crazy.”
I am putting pressure on Isis by talking as if there will be a problem with my personal life.
“Okay, I’ll take you outside at the end of the week.”
According to NB, the purpose of the ark was the reconstruction of humans.
It is a self-evident fact that I am needed for the reconstruction of humanity.
If there is a man, a woman will be needed. If you look at the reaction, there is no one else but me.
Are there any frozen eggs? If that was the case, why didn’t I collect the seeds while I was sleeping?
Unsolved mysteries are intertwined like a skein of thread.
The more you try to solve it all at once, the more twisted it will become.
“Yes, and can you prepare something useful for self-defense? If something like last time doesn’t happen, I think I need a weapon to protect myself. Something like an iron bar would be good.”
We have no choice but to solve them one by one.