Grendel

[massimilianogoi]

https://www.mediafire.com/file/yp2v9gw3 ... l.zip/file


Grendel.ctg

This book is based on the latest 5.000 (or so) games of the PlayChess - Infinitychess tournaments chopped at the 10th move (PlayChess ones hosted by CrapCleaner). The book has the ridiculous weight of 2,03 megabytes, as it was for the early Goi book, nicknamed 'little killer' back in early '18 (Goi then became gigantic because of load of PlayChess games I bought and Infinitychess games).

Settings in the zip file.

[massimilianogoi]

New Grendel:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/xuju4ja5 ... l.zip/file

[massimilianogoi]

New Grendel:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/lifwmkxo ... l.zip/file

[massimilianogoi]

New Grendel:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/zvmh13w6 ... 3.rar/file

Not, of course, that I fool myself with thoughts that I'm more noble. Pointless, ridiculous monster crouched in the shadows, stinking of dead men, murdered children, martyred cows.

[massimilianogoi]

New Grendel:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/27w8fj5d ... 23.7z/file

SETTINGS:

Tournament book: ON
Minimum games: 0
Up to move: 40
Variety of play: 10
Influence of learn value: 100
Learning strength: 500

I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears.

[massimilianogoi]

New Grendel:

https://www.mediafire.com/file/soy6mpse ... 3.zip/file

Judging by the great results this book had, this is the last time I give it for free: I plan to set it as paid book in future.

"The old ram stands looking down over rockslides, stupidly triumphant. I blink. I stare in horror. «Scat!» I hiss. «Go back to your cave, go back to your cowshed--whatever.» He cocks his head like an elderly, slow-witted king, considers the angles, decides to ignore me. I stamp. I hammer the ground with my fists. I hurl a skull-size stone at him. He will not budge. I shake my two hairy fists at the sky and I let out a howl so unspeakable that the water at my feet turns sudden ice and even I myself am left uneasy. But the ram stays; the season is upon us. And so begins the twelfth year of my idiotic war."