The Three Kingdoms: The entire Cao Cao camp thought I was weak and frail.

Xun Yu checked his younger brother's complexion and was relieved to find that he was only a little pale.

"Ah Hao, would you like to go back and rest, or stay here? Or should I help you to sit in the pavilion?"

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you, elder brother? You are the host today, so you can't neglect your friends." Xun Hao felt that he was being manipulative after he finished speaking, but Xun Yu, who was eight or nine years older than him, thought that his younger brother was extremely sensible.

"If Wenruo has something to do, isn't there a free man here? If Xiaohaozi doesn't mind, how about your elder brother Fengxiao looks after you for a day?" Guo Jia volunteered, and Xun Hao couldn't wait to agree.

But she still feigned modesty and said, "But... Brother Fengxiao, aren't you also going to meet some friends?"

"Most of those friends are classmates; what's the point of seeing them every day?" Guo Jia waved his hand generously, appearing exceptionally forthright. "Today, you'll be with me; it's settled!"

Seeing Guo Jia's overbearing attitude and the fleeting "joy" in his younger brother's eyes, Xun Yu felt something was amiss, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He could only conclude that perhaps it was Guo Jia's untamed spirit that held a special attraction for his younger brother, who was confined to his sickbed for many years.

Xun Yu was indeed very busy today. Fengxiao was not an unreliable person. With him by his side, his younger brother could be more lively. So Xun Yu solemnly entrusted Xun Hao to his friend's care and went to greet other guests.

After receiving this promise, Xun Hao lowered his head, his hand hidden in his sleeve quietly clenching into a fist.

Xun Hao followed Guo Jia to the pavilion, where a chessboard was placed on a stone table. Upon seeing Guo Jia arrive, the crowd greeted him, "Fengxiao, come and deflate Zhicai's arrogance! He's already won three games in a row!"

"Here we come!" Guo Jia especially loved the kind of bold and unconventional chess style, which often left his opponents defeated and in a sorry state.

However, he often finds himself in a predicament due to the unpredictable nature of his chess moves, pondering for a long time without being able to make a move.

In a game of chess against Xi Zhicai, the game reached a stalemate in the middle stages.

The black dragon was completely surrounded by white pieces, seemingly facing certain death. Xi Zhicai stroked his beard, a smug look on his face: "Fengxiao, you have no way to turn the tide in this game. Admit defeat."

Guo Jia frowned, staring at the chessboard without uttering a word. His once charming eyes had lost all their flirtatious air, replaced only by sharp calculation.

Xun Hao sat quietly to the side, refilling his tea.

Predicting just one move wouldn't use much of his life essence, would it? Xun Hao thought to himself, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub. I can't stay by Guo Jia's side for long using the identity of my friend's younger brother."

Sure enough, after activating the [Legacy Plan], he felt that the power he had just replenished was reduced by a third. He stretched out his slender finger and gently touched an inconspicuous spot on the chessboard.

"Brother Fengxiao, what if... what if we placed a piece here?"

The location he was pointing to was the northwest corner of the chessboard, a "dead zone" that had long been abandoned by both sides.

Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai's eyes were simultaneously drawn to it.

"Nonsense." Xi Zhicai glanced at it and laughed. "This method of dealing with the child is just a waste of breath and completely useless."

Guo Jia remained silent, his gaze fixed on that point, rapidly deducing in his mind following Xun Hao's train of thought.

A piece is placed in the northwest corner, which seems like a useless move.

However, this single move resonates with a forgotten lone stone in the southeast corner, creating a subtle "liberty point." If White tries to encircle it, their own formation will inevitably falter. Black can then exploit this weakness to sever White's connections, not only saving their large group but also potentially turning the tables and dismantling White's forces...

One step, two steps, three steps...

Guo Jia mentally deduced more than ten steps, and the more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.

"Snapped!"

Without further hesitation, he picked up a black piece and placed it heavily on the spot Xun Hao had pointed to.

Xi Zhicai's smile froze.

He was also an expert in this field. The moment Guo Jia placed his piece, he instantly understood all the variations. He stared in disbelief at the black piece, then at Xun Hao's "blind and innocent" expression. After a long while, he shook his head with a wry smile and tossed the white piece back into the chess box.

"I lost."

Guo Jia won the game, but showed no sign of pride. He turned to Xun Hao, his gaze fixed intently on him: "Ah Hao, how did you come up with that move?"

"That's how I came up with it..." Xun Hao tilted his head.

Indeed, for people of their exceptional talent, there was no such thing as a "why," and Guo Jia naturally accepted his explanation.

Xi Zhicai gave up his seat, and the next young master sat opposite Guo Jia, which was clearly a series of successions.

Guo Jia was wreaking havoc on all sides, and Xun Hao watched the radiant Guo Jia with his clean eyes, taking the opportunity to leech some of his own energy, which was quickly replenished after he had just used it up.

Guo Jia felt inexplicably smug under his gaze, his vanity greatly satisfied.

The day after the literary gathering ended, Xun Hao began his meticulous "human-shaped power bank capture plan".

He first cautiously poked at the "Last Plan".

"Would contact with Guo Jia be harmful to him personally?"

[Feedback: Harmless. The target, Guo Jia, was born with exceptional intelligence and extraordinary talent. His overflowing "wisdom aura" became an unbearable burden on his physical body, the root cause of his untimely death. The host's constitution can absorb this energy and utilize it for their own benefit. This is a mutually beneficial arrangement.]

"So, when I 'recharge,' I'm actually helping him 'detox'?"

[Feedback: This can be understood as such. With prolonged contact, the target person's physical condition will improve.]

Having reached this win-win conclusion, Xun Hao completely let go of his last remaining concerns.

Great, now I don't even have any psychological burden.

Guo Jia's whereabouts are actually quite easy to track. Unlike Xun Yu, he is not strict with himself and spends most of his time appearing quite "idle".

In the early morning, while other students had already begun their morning reading, he was mostly still fast asleep in his dormitory.

In the morning, he might appear in a corner of the library with a wine jug, but instead of reading classics, history, philosophy, and literature, he would read miscellaneous anecdotes and unofficial histories, or even rare books on military strategy.

In the afternoons, his favorite places were the bamboo grove behind the academy or a pavilion by the stream. He would find a large blue stone, lie down on it, drink wine, and gaze at the clouds in the sky, sometimes for the entire afternoon.

In the evening, he would gather with Xun Yu, Xi Zhicai, and others to debate, which was also when his thinking was most active and his words were most incisive.

Having obtained this information, Xun Hao's plan entered its second step: creating a "chance encounter".