Road to be the Best Chess Player in the World!-Chapter 387: A Busy Week

"Haah... Haah... Haah... How far have I been... Have I been running... System?"

[Be strong, Host! You have been running for 3 km. Two more!]

"What?! No! I want to rest!"

Yeah, after the Olympiad was over, Sheva thought that he could relax a little bit, maybe also enjoying the new house that he earned as a bonus from the governor. Who would’ve thought that the first morning he tried to sleep a little bit longer, the system would send a jolt of lightning, not enough to hurt him, but enough to zap him and force the boy to wake up abruptly.

[You still have 50 push-ups to do, Host! Come on! You can do it!]

"What... What are you, a cheer?" Sheva tried to retort. He regretted his decision instantly, as it only made him breathe harder. His gaze also started to get blurred, and the sweat rolled into his eyes slowly, giving them a hot and painful sensation that could suffocate him.

Currently, he was doing the mission that the system gave him after the boy passed out against Johan-Sebastian Christiansen in the past. Sheva himself also admitted that he needed to start working out, as his body was quite weak. A strong physicality would be a huge factor in a long match, so he had it in the back of his head about trying to improve his state later.

Unfortunately, the system was so eager to get him out of his laziness. Who would’ve thought that it would act as a true machine, waking the boy up straight at 5 AM and forcing the boy to start running without caring about anything else? Sheva hadn’t even finished enjoying his new, fluffy bed, for God’s sake!

Well, this was how he would start his morning for the next entire week. Sheva was turned into a slave for the system, forced to run all around Jakarta in an attempt to get fit. It was torturous, and honestly, the boy could never imagine how people could enjoy doing this.

’Who the hell said that doing it daily will make me get used to it?! Bullshit! Also, I don’t want to get used to this torture!’ He groaned weakly.

Other than the new routine that Sheva deemed as torture, the week after the Olympiad went quite tight for not just him, but all the other players in the team. They were invited to so many talk shows, all wanting to get to know about not just their story, but also them personally. Sheva felt like his mouth also got tired of speaking the same thing over and over again.

Fortunately, he was not alone in this shit. Even though most attention was still on him, Anna and Laysa would also get invited, since they were also the medalists of the Olympiad. Together, those three did a road show, going from one studio after another just to talk about their achievement.

It was exhausting, but they couldn’t help it. If they wanted to climb higher, they would need more resources, and that meant more exposure. For their goal, they had to compromise something, and this was probably the best way to do that, not having to sell their body to the devil’s arms.

Other than that, Sheva also started to delve into online chess. This was the plan that he made during his time in Chennai, and this was the best time to realize that.

’So, 1000 US Dollars for the number one spot in Titled Tuesday? 2000 US Dollars just to get into the quarter final of the Champion Chess Tour? Are the sponsorships at the online chess really that big?’

Indeed, the amount of money was really ridiculously high, even far higher than some of the tournaments that Sheva played. However, the boy forgot that those online tournaments also involved the best among the best, and almost all the 2700-rated players also joined the fun. This was why the money was so big, as the names could attract so much attention.

During this time, Sheva focused more on the blitz, especially the 5 and 3+2 formats that were used a lot in the online tournament. However, he didn’t forget to delve further into the other format, like the rapid with 10 minutes on the clock, or even a bullet with both players having only one minute on the clock. Nevertheless, the boy could also see the charm of online chess, and no matter how much he wanted to deny it, he couldn’t lie to himself that he got addicted here.

’No wonder online chess is getting more popular. It has its own charm, enough to make people go crazy for it...’ He sighed.

Of course, Sheva also didn’t neglect his training for classical chess. Whenever he and the two girls had to go to an event, they would try to use their time better by studying some variations they found interesting or difficult, trying to get insight from each other. After all, it was quite hard to get inspiration by studying alone, so it was better to do so with other people.

In the end, though, they all were so close on the verge of collapse, theycouldn’t bear another interview anymore.

"This is crazy!" Laysa shouted, complaining out loud. "This is far more exhausting than playing for two full weeks in the Olympiad! Bagas, are you messing up with us? What the hell did you do to our schedule?!"

Bagas could feel the corner of his mouth twitching, and the fact that Sheva also agreed was just a betrayal for him. Fortunately, it was not a serious matter, just Laysa wanting to know what was going on here.

"Don’t worry, tonight will be the last." He tried to reassure the boy and the two girls in front of him. "I swear, after this, you will not need to go to any other event for the next week. Let’s just say that you finally get the rest that you deserve."

"Good..." All three of them sighed, feeling like their shoulder dropped a few inches. "So, where would we go next?" Anna asked curiously.

In return, Bagas just smiled mysteriously, going with a short answer. "Don’t worry, you all know this place very well. Let’s go!"