The next morning, Long Yun successfully returned to the real world.

Maybe I stayed in the world I traveled for too long and was a little confused after getting up. I shook my neck a little sore, and Long Yun felt a little tired. So, what should I do now?

...Oh, I remembered it.

Just yesterday, he won the lsft championship, and then went to the Regent Hotel with Lin Feng and others for dinner. It was this coincidence that he met Su Xue, the beautiful and unconventional girl who was a little mysterious. Long Yun was having breakfast while recalling his experience in yesterday's competition. He felt that it was best not to travel too long in the future: whether it was dreaming or really living in history, if it was too long, it would really affect his judgment. Just like now, it was obvious that something happened yesterday, but it needed to think about it for a little while.

So could this be a dream?

——Stop lying to yourself!

There was a voice in my heart crying. Who do you think you are, Hitchcock or Liu Qian? There were dreams with such a grand scene, one after another - do you think you were filming a TV series? If you say that this was a dream created by unconsciously, then Long Yun could be the director of a war blockbuster.

So have you traveled through time and returned to the Soviet era?

It is unlikely. At least, Long Yun, as a military fan, is definitely not a history blind man. In that bizarre experience, he did not fail to pay attention to the era at that time: 1995. The Soviet Union, which should have become history in 1991, not only existed in the "dream", but also had conflicts with the West. He had never read such a plot in any history textbook. Not to mention, this decisive battle between the forces of the East and the West was obviously just launched in the dream, and the situation would not be tragic. But as far as Long Yun knew, the once tense NATO and Warsaw Pact groups had never broken up until they disintegrated and disappeared one after another. To put it bluntly, everything he had experienced had never happened in the real world.

Then... what's going on? Of course it's exciting to be able to take off the air, but it's too inexplicable!

Is it true that I have mental problems?

No, no! Long Yun shook his head like a rattle. Whether he dreamed or traveled through time, what impact would it have on himself? If he had been struggling with this all day, he would have a mental problem!

It is rare to have a day off today, so just go out for a walk and relax.

...

On the lively Qianhai shopping street, Long Yun wandered around easily. After several days of intense competitions, he really needed to rest. With the waves, many people were curiously choosing sea shells, starfish and biological specimens and other coastal crafts. Of course, Long Yun was not interested in this at all. As a person who lived on Blue Island for many years, he had already seen a lot.

Passing by a stall that seemed to be a magic show, the simple furnishings attracted Long Yun's attention.

The man dressed in ordinary clothes sat at the table, and on the slightly old wooden table, there were several white porcelain bowls. After a few glances, Long Yun knew that this was the magic of "bowls and balls" that he could see from time to time. Contrary to the speculation of the audience, small colored balls rarely appear under the bowls they bet on. As for whether it is based on luck or the magical technique commonly known as "ghost hand"? Long Yun has not paid attention to it.

Sure enough, at this time, the bettinger was slowly lifting the white porcelain bowl designated by the guesser. The onlookers could clearly see that the bowl was empty, so they all looked incredible. Seeing that there was a color ball under the other porcelain bowl that the setter opened, the bettinger shook his head in frustration, and then he walked out and walked away.

Why, is this amazing? Long Yun stopped by, and he didn't understand where the surprise of these people came from.

In fact, when he was a child, Long Yun was amazed by such magic, and even often lost his pitiful pocket money. At that time, he was still young and didn't know the mystery of it; but now it is different. Although the magic performer's technique is still extremely fast, and he can't see it even with his own eyes, but he can't think of it. He just thought about it and knew what was going on. He just used extremely fast movements to knock the colored ball back and forth between several bowls. It is naturally difficult for the audience to guess after being stunned.

"Come on, come on, guess ten yuan, give it to you, and you won only two yuan!"

Hey, even greeting is the same as before, but the water has risen. Long Yun remembers that when he first saw this trick, it only costs 2 cents. Even if ordinary people look at it carefully, it is mostly futile. Although Long Yun has change in hand, he does not intend to really try his luck. Just look at the six bowls on the table and know that if he guesses, the hit rate is only one-sixth, and two yuan is a one-time profitable.

...It depends on the essence of things...

I don’t know which string I put on, but this sentence suddenly appeared in Long Yun’s mind. It sounds a bit familiar? This is...

Isn’t this what Su Xue said before leaving last night?

What does this sentence mean?

Why do you think of it at this time?

...Follow the essence of things...What is the essence of the things in front of you?

As if he understood something, Long Yun suddenly wanted to try it. He took out two one-yuan banknotes and sat down opposite the setter.

"Friends, I'll guess, too."

"Okay! Guest, please see clearly—"

He started to make arrangements skillfully. The setter moved quickly in front of Long Yun's eyes. He saw a transformed ribbon flying around. He said at that time, several porcelain bowls on the table moved almost at the same time, and then they were turned on the table. The color ball in his hand disappeared. The setter looked at Long Yun in front of him with a smile, waiting for him to answer.

Looking at the six white porcelain bowls that were exactly the same, Long Yun was a little hesitant. He had tried his best to hit the spirit just now, but he didn't see anything clearly! Even with his vision of more than 2.0 and his extraordinary keen observation, he couldn't see clearly. He just felt that the color ball must be in the few bowls in front of him - isn't that nonsense, but where is it? He had no idea, but he had to give a choice. Long Yun casually opened a white porcelain bowl. Inside -!

It's empty.

Seeing that the two yuan in front of him was taken away, Long Yun was still sitting on the stool in a daze.

What is this? It depends on the essence of things... it is that seeing this kind of game will always make people lose money, and there is no possibility of winning? - Then do you still need to watch it? Alas, why am I so stupid!

He shook his head helplessly, Long Yun planned to give up. This kind of game has no meaning at all. Who knew that he would put the ball in that bowl. And he was still laughing at himself secretly. A young man who looked very energetic would also guess this-

——?!

In an instant, Long Yun suddenly had a wonderful feeling. How could he know what the setter thoughts? Is this an illusion? At this moment, he felt vaguely again, and the guy opposite was thinking: Why didn't he get up? Is he trying to play another game?

No, this is not an illusion.

In the flash of lightning, as if the lightning pierced the night, Long Yun suddenly understood the true meaning of the sentence. - It depends on the essence of things! - The essence of things! - The essence!

In this kind of game, can no one really know which bowl the ball is in?

No!

Of course he knows the planner himself.

Shocked by the sudden thought, Long Yun could not believe it. However, he could not suppress his desire to verify, and he almost trembled and took out two more one-yuan banknotes.
Chapter completed!