Conmuto rolled his eyes and shared the plate with others:

"But you don't just have one pair of hands, Your Highness: the chess pieces are all on the same chessboard. They will also collide with each other and change direction. If you can use the collision between the chess pieces to achieve your goal..."

"So it is particularly important to choose the chess pieces - this is mine, take your own," Paul said coldly, knocking away the hand that wanted to help him wipe away the pieces from his mouth, "It's because you can't control it accurately.

Therefore, each chess piece must be targeted at those key pieces that are easy to move, so as to use the minimum effort to slide the maximum distance, so as to capture the most chess pieces and miss the fewest pieces to achieve the highest efficiency."

"It's too much trouble. I'd say dent the chessboard - no, just take it back to the furnace, melt it and recast it to make a big pot." Morgan snorted coldly, drank all the porridge in the bowl, and then

With a rough stroke on his lips, "As soon as all the chess pieces are put in, won't they all slide to the bottom and gather together obediently?"

Thales frowned and said nothing.

On the other side, the bronze-skinned guard Custa smiled disdainfully:

"Melting and recasting? Please, polite Morgan, do you know how long it takes to rebuild a chessboard and how expensive it is?"

"But before putting it back into the furnace, you have to take out the chess pieces first. You can't melt them all together?" Conmuto thought thoughtfully.

At this time, Huaiya, who had been taking notes, suddenly spoke and joined the conversation:

"In that case, which chess pieces must we take out? Which ones do not need to be taken out? Also, which ones can be put back after they are taken out, and which ones must be thrown away?"

He raised his gaze, causing everyone to lower their heads:

"After building the pot and putting the chess pieces back, how many will be left?"

After hearing this, Thales stopped eating his porridge.

On the other side, veteran Gennard, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke:

"A chessboard with no chess pieces left is still a chessboard. Can you still play chess?"

"Why play chess?" Morgan said disdainfully, "Isn't the reason why the chessboard is replaced by a big pot just to make the chess pieces pile up so they don't shake or make noise? Who the hell cares about playing chess?"

Everyone was stunned, some were thoughtful and some were confused.

Huaiya scratched his head and thought:

"Okay, let's not play chess or not... Let's assume that the pot has been built and the chess pieces are safe and sound, but what if, what if this recast pot has been used for a long time, weathered, corroded, and been weighed down by countless chess pieces?

What should I do if I flatten it and turn it back into a smooth chessboard that is not easy to shake?"

Nexi frowned:

"Melt it again?"

"Perhaps, what we see now is a chessboard with uneven stress due to its flatness on all four sides..."

Paul sighed, crossed his arms, and rested his chin on his hands - he finally found the debris around his mouth, and tried to wipe them away calmly and naturally in a way that did not affect his image:

"When it was first baked, was it also a high-quality cauldron?"

"No, why do you like pots so much?" Cuesta was puzzled. "Isn't the chessboard just for playing chess? If you don't want to play chess and don't want to hear the chess pieces clicking, you can just throw the whole chessboard away and waste the time.

Do you want to cast a pot?"

"You guys are so weird."

A voice suddenly sounded, and everyone turned around and found that they were struggling with a hard old steak:

"Why, why, why do you insist on making all the chess pieces slide in one direction?"

What?

Everyone, including Thales, was stunned.

Finally I took a bite of the steak and chewed it with satisfaction.

"Isn't the reason why there are so many grids and so many routes on the chessboard just to allow more chess pieces and different chess pieces to have a foothold and a place to go?"

Doyle enjoyed the steak with a heartless expression on his face:

"As long as no chess pieces fall or crush the board, then let them slide freely in all directions and make noise. Isn't it a very bad thing?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock. They were stunned for a second before they came to their senses. They all waved their hands in disdain.

"I don't have any common sense about chess..."

"What a mess..."

"So you are ignorant..."

"If the chess pieces can move on their own, what's the point of playing chess?"

"Yes, what's the use of the chess player? Isn't it worthless, worse than a chess piece?"

"If there is no one to play chess, wouldn't it be a matter of time before the chess pieces fall off the board?"

"The chessboard will be destroyed!"

"The chess pieces all have their own ideas and are going in different directions, so how can we unite to capture the opponent's pieces and win the chess game?"

Puzzled:

"But, what opponent? Why should we capture our opponent's pieces?"

"When playing chess, there must be more than one side, more than one player, and there must be opponents!"

Not convinced:

"Wait a minute, as I just said, if the chess players are useless and worthless, then of course there is no so-called opponent, so how can we defeat the opponent?"

"Because it must be so," Morgan shook his head: "Because if we don't capture the opponent's pieces first, then the opponent will capture our pieces."

But I still don’t understand:

"Why? Why would our opponent capture our pieces?"

Conmuto was taken aback for a moment and then answered bravely:

"Because...because they want to occupy our chessboard?"

"Aren't our chessboards the same and connected together?"

Nixi had an idea:

"It's true that it's the same chessboard, but there are boundaries. This side is ours, and that side is theirs!"

"Then why not let them come?"

"You are crazy! Let their chess pieces come over and occupy our place, then where will our chess pieces go?"

"Go to their place! Each chess piece is free to go wherever it wants..."

Cuesta felt irritated and made the final decision:

"Oh, why do you care so much? When playing chess, there are players and opponents. These are the rules! Why are you glaring at me? I didn't make the rules!"

Mouth full of food, slurred speech:

"Then why do you have to comply?"

Custa was startled:

"Why should I...why don't I obey?"

"Okay, who makes the rules?"

This question made everyone stunned.

"who?"

"As a matter of convention..."

"Always like this……"

"Since ancient times..."

"Um, the person who invented the game of chess?"

"The best chess player?"

"Um...the first person to play chess?"

"Still the first obedient chess piece?"

"The first chessboard with grid lines?"

Thales listened silently to their chat after tea and dinner without saying a word.

"Then, no matter who made the decision," Huaiya suddenly said in a daze, "can we change the rules?"

"us?"

Paul finally wiped away the debris from his mouth. He held his arms for a while to make the action of wiping his mouth less abrupt, then let go and snorted:

"I can't change it anyway."

San San scratched his head.

However, Wyatt still has questions:

"However, if His Highness succeeds and countless chess pieces are all facing the same direction and gathered in one place, wouldn't the chessboard be unbalanced? Will it fall over?"
To be continued...