Chapter 977 The Heavenly Godly Weapon
Although Wang Cuihua didn’t understand chess, she had a "Commentator" beside her who was even more dedicated than the ones during live broadcasts.
This commentator was none other than Bobo.
"Right now, Fat Uncle is almost entirely subdued by his opponent, constantly maneuvering."
Despite his young age, Bobo understood some strategies and provided very structured commentary; chess is extremely welcoming to those with high intelligence—it’s easy for them to get started.
"You don’t have to tell me, I know, how long has this been going on, oh my goodness, I need to pee..."
Wang Cuihua had been holding it in until now.
She dared not go.
Fearing she might miss the historic moment if she left, she saw it was nearing lunchtime, and Little Fatty was still locked in the match.
Her son and daughter-in-law had also disappeared without a trace, and she, leading the children in the outer field, was extremely anxious.
"If I calculate now, is there still time?" Wang Cuihua stared at Little Fatty’s opponent on the screen, wishing she could do more than just calculate.
If possible, she indeed hoped she had the protection of "Fairy" magic to use an out-of-body trick, go to the opponent and scramble his brain into mush— urge Little Fatty to win already; she was dying of anxiety.