"Sell your own memories?"

The explorer didn't expect this video tape shop to be doing this kind of business.

Anyone else would have thought it would have been ridiculous for an explorer to do such a thing, but it felt reasonable for the master to do so.

"Interesting, and maybe a rewarding adventure."

The explorer jotted down his thoughts in his notebook and asked casually,

"Can any memory be sold, how is the price of the memory defined, and how is the honorarium paid?"

Sunday sighed and said reluctantly,

"If I could, I really didn't want to answer your questions, who made me owe money, man, listen to my advice, forget it, don't persuade me, the more I persuade you not to do this, the more you will do it. Who made us Luden? ”

On Sunday, he pulled out a document from under the counter that recorded the risks, precautions, and disclaimers of memory extraction.

Of course, none of this matters.

Sunday went straight to the last page, pointed to the text on it and said,

"Any memory can be sold, the value of the memory is generally divided by the duration, but the memory is divided into two parts, one is the one that appeared before the brave new world, this part of the memory is the same for us, the price is a little cheaper, and the memory of a day is only worth 1 gold coin.

The other part is that from this time onwards, everything you have experienced can be sold, and memory fragments can only be sold for gold.

The full event memory value will be a little higher, and it needs to be evaluated, and after the evaluation is completed, a gold coin value, or equivalent value will be given. ”

"Is that so?"

The explorer frowned slightly,

"If it's just for gold, it doesn't seem like it's a particularly cost-effective thing to sell the memories, even if you can buy it back."

Sunday disdainfully said,

"Is it possible that the sale of memories is ridiculous in the first place? If everything you have experienced has been forgotten, are you still yourself, and you who have lost your memory are like a blank sheet of paper, just a blank soul. ”

"You can't say that, man."

The explorer corrected,

"Don't forget, our memories of Qiyun are long gone."

Their memories began with Qiyun.

According to Luden's memories, they only had memories of each coming, and what happened between the two arrivals, and they knew nothing about it, as if they had been sealed.

Of course, Ludon had a plausible explanation in mind:

For one, he can't mention anything about where he came from, it's a rule that can't be disobeyed.

Second, too many memories will cause confusion, so everything before Qiyun is forgotten.

In fact, Qiyun, Shenbang, and Wudu, just these three places combined, Lu Deng has more than sixty years of memory!

For the average person, this memory is long enough that most of the details will be blurred.

But Luden's memory is extraordinarily good, which means that he remembers every event, every detail of sixty years, and the memory becomes a huge palace in his mind, and sooner or later this palace will collapse.

Therefore, it is a reasonable phenomenon to forget what happened before Qiyun.

The explorer's meaning is simple, Ludon's memory is incomplete, so it doesn't hurt to have one less piece of the puzzle.

Sunday couldn't refute this, he could only shrug his shoulders,

"Whatever you want, boy."

Carefully flipping through the document agreement in front of him, the explorer didn't think long before making a decision.

"I want to sell the memories of a day."

Sunday asked rhetorically, "Is it November 4 in the first year of the new calendar?" ”

The explorer nodded,

"That's right."

It was a boring day, and he was busy in Wenshan and Wenhai all day long, even so busy that he fainted.

Among the many memories of the explorers, this day was the least important and could be sold first.

It's just a day's memory, and selling for a gold coin is an exciting adventure, and the experience is worth more than a gold coin.

The explorer believed that the expedition was worth it.

Sunday knew that the explorer would choose this day, because he was also Ludon and would make the same choice if he really wanted to sell his memories.

"Sign here, and I'll take your memories of that day out of the way, and you'll be rewarded with 1 gold coin."

Sunday, with a dark face, completed the formalities for the explorer, and at the last moment, he did not forget to remind,

"This is the Apple of Eden, the Pandora's Box of Paradise Lost, are you sure you want to open it?"

The explorer said lightly,

"The apple opens up wisdom and good and evil, and if that's the case, I should eat it, as for Pandora's box? To the world, we are the demons. ”

Sunday sullenly said,

"You're right."

The explorer signs the document.

Soon, the memories of the day were extracted and made into a videotape.

The explorer was paid 1 gold coin and lost the memory of the day, he stood up and did not feel anything out of the ordinary, just forgot about the boring day, and that's it.

Don't forget to remind on Sunday

"This tape is priced at 1 gold coin, you can redeem it in 24 hours, and after 24 hours, he will price 2 gold coins, and you still have a chance to redeem it. After a month, the memory will be priced at 5 gold coins, and anyone willing to pay that price will buy your memory. ”

"Understood."

The explorer nodded, in high spirits,

"A complete expedition has a beginning and an end, and before the end of the 24 hours, I will redeem my memory, and I believe it will all be worth it."

Sunday frowned and said listlessly,

"Whatever you want."

With that, the explorer walked out of the video store and set off on a new adventure.

Twenty-three hours later, he returned to the video shop, which was still sparsely populated, with only one video on the shelves, the same memory that the explorer had sold.

On Sunday, I slept on the counter, and there were many TVs around the counter, all of which were black.

"Man, I'm here to redeem my memory."

The explorer tossed a gold coin with a slight ache.

If he could, he really wanted to sell this memory forever, and it was 1 gold coin!

However, the explorer knew very well that in order to complete the expedition, he had to redeem his memories.

As long as this store doesn't go out of business, if you need money one day, you can come back and sell memories.

Awakened by his shouting on Sunday, looking a little sluggish, he took out the documents he had prepared long ago and asked the explorer to sign.

Sunday was still muttering his words,

"You shouldn't redeem the memory, leave it here, and forget about it forever, before you sink completely."

The explorer who took back his memory, like a victor, whistled and said,

"Man, be optimistic, things aren't as bad as you think!"

"No, you don't understand."

Sunday shaking his head,

"Things are worse than you think, you'll be back soon to sell more memories, half a month, a week, no, you'll be back tomorrow."

The rising explorer frowned, he hated the negative guy a little.

No wonder Sunday is unpleasant, he's just a crow's mouth.

The explorer, who managed to regain his memory, ignored Sunday's words and strode out of the video store.

As for everything he said on Sunday, he left it behind.

The next day.

Outside a video store with a dismal business, a guy with a hiking bag lingers for a long time.

After hesitating for a long time, he gritted his teeth and walked into this video store.

Without giving the other party a chance to mock himself, the explorer took out a list marked with dense days, up to more than a thousand days,

"I'm going to sell these memories for a gold coin a day, right?"

Sunday raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, and said sickly, "That's right, it's still the price." ”

With that, he began to prepare the papers.

The explorer standing in front of the counter seemed a little uneasy, because his actions were accurately predicted by the other party.

But in Paradise Lost, that's not a problem!

Everyone is Luden, and it is normal to predict each other's behavior!

The explorer's four fingers tapped on the counter, and he shook one leg and said as if he were careless,

"I found a good investment opportunity, the return on investment is very high, if I have an extra 1000 principal, my income can be higher, I need this money urgently, for this expedition, when I get the expected returns, I will buy back these memories"

Sunday, who was fiddling with the papers, didn't raise his head and said,

"You don't have to tell me that."

He doesn't care and doesn't care.

"I'm just talking about it."

The explorer felt a little thirsty and argued,

"We're not all like that, we like to talk to people and talk about what we don't have."

After finishing the papers and handing them to the other party, Sunday glanced up at the explorer, his eyes cold, as if he were looking at a stranger.

The explorer quickly signed the letter, took more than a thousand gold coins, and left a memory for more than a thousand days.

Before leaving, he did not forget to emphasize,

"I'll be back soon to redeem these memories!"

The Sunday behind the counter was silent, like a sculpture.

It didn't take long for the wind chimes at the door to ring again, and Sunday, who was lying on the counter, sighed.

A man walked in triumphantly, threw out a gold coin, and said confidently,

"On Sunday, I'm here to redeem my memory!"

(Wow – the golden double watch!) ）

(End of chapter)