Master Poker put his hat on his head in full view of everyone.

But, nothing happened.

Because the hat was not fully put on, the swollen temples on both sides were firmly stuck in the fall of the hat-kun.

"Hey, you barbarian can't be reluctant, right?" Hat-kun scoffed.

"Shut up!"

Master Poker pressed his hat down.

In an instant, everything in the hut was gone.

"Well, that's ......," Poker muttered in disbelief.

He knew he was still standing on the floor of the hut, but there was a new world in front of him, like a dream.

"Poker Lord?" Lingling asked with concern.

"Beautiful little girl, he can't hear it." Mr. Mole explains, "Wearing that hat goes into your brain. ”

"In the brain?"

"I can't describe it, but as soon as I put on the hat, all the senses of my body disappear."

"And how is he going to get back?"

"Just take off your hat, but you have to wait for my little brother to open his mouth before taking it off, otherwise it will cause insanity."

"Huh? If this hat doesn't open his mouth, won't the poker lord come back? Ziqi asked.

"Don't worry." Mr. Mole waved his paw and continued, "Although my little brother likes to put on a show and has been bred some ambition lately, the hat is still good. ”

"Hats, hats?" Ziqi thought the word was so strange.

"It's a hat, of course it's called a hat." Mr. Mole looked as he should, and he winked at Lingling and continued, "Sweet little girl, instead of waiting, let's have a chat. ”

"Chat?"

Lingling was not in the mood to chat.

"Looks like you're still worried about this barbarian." Mister Mole smiled slightly, "But he'll be fine, I assure you." I will never deceive you, a beautiful little girl. ”

"Okay, okay." Ling Ling said reluctantly.

"It's okay if you don't want to speak, how about I tell you a story?" Mr. Mole is very patient with the spirits.

"Storytelling?"

"Yes. I'm a good storyteller. Mr. Mole said unashamedly.

"Then tell me."

"Okay, I'm going to start." Mr. Mole patted his paw very excitedly, "It is said that there is an Aolai country in the east, and next to it is the sea. ”

"Journey to the West." Ziqi, who was standing aside, blurted out.

"Oh? Ever heard? Then I'll change it. Mr. Mole shook his head.

This storyteller must have been specially designed by the Time Game Workshop, Ziqi meditated in his heart.

But why do it?

"A long time ago, when the Eastern Kingdom was still in the Song Dynasty, there was a swinger in Kaifeng......" Mr. Mole was interrupted by Ziqi before he finished speaking.

"Gao Yu." Ziqi waved his hand and said, "Water Margin, this is not new. ”

Although the four famous works have been circulated for hundreds of years in Ziqi's era, they are still loved by everyone, and women and children know about them.

As a high-achieving student, Ziqi naturally read through it.

"Oh? Then I'll change it. Mr. Mole frowned.

"Brother Ziqi, you are so powerful, I haven't heard of any of this." Ling Ling whispered.

"Ah, I, I also listened to Patriarch Jiang since I was a child." Ziqi hurriedly made up a reason.

He suddenly realized that he couldn't reveal his experience too much, because Lingling was so smart that it wouldn't be nice for her to find out that she was from another world.

"Oh, that's right." The spirit answered.

She didn't seem to believe it.

Ziqi's heart was pounding, what would she think if Lingling found out that she was from another world? Will she realize that this world is just an illusory game? And you're just an NPC in the game?

Ziqi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Words~"

At this moment, Mr. Mole began to tell a new story in a long voice.

"The major events in the world must be divided for a long time."

Three kingdoms.

Ziqi immediately guessed, but this time he didn't say anything.

"The Seven Kingdoms were divided over the weekend and merged into Qin." Mr. Mole said proudly.

Hmph, this story is fresh enough, right? You kid finally can't interject, right?

"Wait a minute." Ling Ling said suddenly.

"What? Is there something that the cute little girl doesn't understand? Mr. Mole asked with a loving expression.

"I just noticed a problem out of the blue." Ling Ling straightened the hair on his ear and said, "What did the Song Dynasty and the current Qin refer to just now?" ”

"Huh? This ...... "Mr. Mole was suddenly messy, and he didn't know it.

This mole is just a program designed, how can it be possible to explain the world outside the program?

"Brother Ziqi, do you know?" Lingling asked.

"No, I don't know." Ziqi hurriedly said.

"Oh." Lingling nodded.

"The Song Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty, the Eastern Kingdom, is that the world that exists in reality?" The spirit muttered to itself.

"No, people made it up." Mr. Mole explained in a serious manner.

Ziqi on the side didn't say a word, because this is the best explanation.

"I think so." "Maybe there's nothing outside of this island, this island is the whole world." ”

"Yes, yes." Mr. Mole nodded hurriedly, "Then I'll move on." ”

"Wait a minute." Lingling stretched out his hand to stop, "I really have a story I want to hear. ”

"What?"

"Tell me about the people who got the contents of this box earlier." Lingling said.

"That was a long time ago, and I'll have to think about it." Mr. Mole frowned.

"Ahh

At that moment, the Chimera rat made a muffled sound from its mouth.

"What's wrong?" Lingling asked with concern.

The Chimera Rat pointed to Master Poker.

When everyone looked over, they saw that Lord Poker had a painful face and trembled slightly.

"How so? You said he's going to be fine. "Lingling is very anxious.

"Rest assured, this is all normal." Mr. Mole explained nonchalantly, "He's just struggling. ”

"Struggling? Are you saying he's deciding whether to sacrifice the most precious thing or not? Lingling immediately understood.

"Yes, when it comes to this point, everyone hesitates." Mr. Mole looked at Master Poker and continued, "I guess this barbarian is reluctant to give out the most precious thing, and my little brother is about to speak. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Mole's words fell, Mr. Hat spoke.

"Take me off, be careful to handle it gently, preferably a little girl to do this."

"Think beautifully!" Mr. Mole shouted.

"Lord Poker." Lingling gently took off her hat.

Poker was covered with sweat on his forehead, and he shivered, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

"I'm sorry everyone." With tears in his eyes, Master Poker continued, "Just now, I couldn't let go of the most precious thing in my mind. ”

"It's okay, let me do it." Lingling said softly.

"Nope." Master Poker snatched his hat back, "I'll take a moment and come back later!" ”

"The most precious thing in the mind." Lingling muttered quietly, "Is it memory?" ”

Master Poker nodded silently.

In the world that appears after putting on the hat, every memory is extraordinarily clear, scrolling back frame by frame like a movie, each frame is extremely precious, and every frame is difficult to discard.

It's like the hat can read the brain directly. In the end, it chooses three out of a sea of memories for itself to choose.

The first is the memory of a poker adult's youth.

In the realm of God, the Pai Gow people taught themselves with hard work, and every page of the book they read under the green light was vivid.

If you abandon her, you will become an idiot.

The second is the memory of the poker master when he met the people.

On the dice stone, the ** finally exploded, and after the billowing smoke, everyone was reborn after the catastrophe and smiled.

It was the warmest and sweetest moment, and if you gave her up, the poker master would be a stranger to everyone.

The third memory is about the camel god.

On a clear night, huge whales appear on the sea, thrilling sea chases, memories of the Ice Flower, and the towering and eerie Tower of the Dead.

Most importantly, this memory contains every word that the camel god has said, and it is these words that make me re-examine the world.

It is because of these words that everyone agreed and acted together. Once you let go of this memory, you will have no direction in your life.

It was only at this point that the poker guru truly understood the preciousness of memory, and that she could indeed be counted as a person's most precious thing.

Even life is nothing more than a collection of memories.

If there are no memories, will life be precious?

When faced with these three memories, Master Poker considered them repeatedly, but in the end, he could not give up any of them.

"Ahh The Chimera Rat walked over and pointed at himself.

"You're coming?" Lord Poker asked, frowning.

"Hmm." The Chimera nodded.

"No way!" Master Poker simply refused.

After wearing the hat, he knew very well that giving up precious memories was definitely the cruelest thing in the world.

"I ......," the Chimera rat began to try to speak, despite the pain in his tongue, "I want to ...... Help, help ......"

In the end, the words were unfinished, and they were unusually vague, but everyone understood what he meant.

"Nope." Poker Master still refused.

Come by yourself, come by yourself!

He shouted in his heart.

But which one should be discarded?

"Remember, memory......" The Chimera Rat held out a finger and pointed at Master Poker, "you...... giving. ”

"What?"

"The most precious ......," the Chimera rat said vaguely.

"What he means is that the most precious memory is yours, Lord Poker." Lingling explained.

Master Poker froze.

He understood exactly what the Chimera rat meant.

But he can't do it even more!