Chapter 22 Reality and Illusion

Lin Xian looked left and right and found a middle-aged man playing football with his children.

The man was wearing football shoes and a team uniform. He must be a fan. Lin Xian planned to try his luck.

"Hi."

Lin Xian walked up and said a friendly hello:

"Brother, please ask, do you know much about football events? Especially events like the World Cup."

The man smiled crookedly and pointed to the jersey on his body:

"Then you've really found the right person! I've been watching football since I was a kid, and I've never been left behind in any World Cup game since I was sensible!"

"Ask, little brother, you can ask whatever you want! No matter if you ask about players, games, or gossip stories, I can tell you all!"

good.

Reliable.

Is a passionate fan.

Lin Xian nodded and asked:

"Thank you, brother. Do you know who will be the champion of the 2022 World Cup in Qatar? Is it Argentina?"

The middle-aged brother was stunned for a moment and glared at Lin Xian unfriendlyly:

"You are just looking for trouble, little brother! How can I know about something that happened hundreds of years ago? You can't even search for such a distant thing on the Internet, right?"

"Brother, don't get excited."

Lin Xian politely reassured:

"I'm writing a thesis in this area, so I need to know about some competitions that year. So if I want to find relevant records, where should I go?"

The middle-aged brother shook his head:

"Then it's so hard to find this thing. A game from more than 600 years ago... If you really want to find it, just go to the library and have a look."

After that, the middle-aged brother took the child and left.

library……

Lin Xian looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

At this point, the library will definitely not be open. But I should try my luck at the bookstore, right?

Since the dream is set in 2624, if you want to find the result of a football match 600 years ago, you can only look in history books.

"bookstore……"

Lin Xian closed his eyes and recalled.

Over the past twenty years, he has visited most places in this city. He naturally knows where the bookstore is, and he also knows the location of many bookstores.

But at this time, most bookstores have long been closed. If you want to find it... you have to find a convenience bookstore that is open all night.

Scratching the head:

"There seems to be one on Tianjie. When I passed by it at night, it was still open very late."

After determining the goal.

Lin Xian ran towards the bus stop——

Bang!

"Ouch!"

Lin Xian, who was trotting, collided with a fat man.

"Look at the way!"

The man wore a Rhine cat mask on his face and glared at Lin Xian fiercely.

"I know." Lin Xian replied casually.

Turning around, I saw that he was indeed an acquaintance.

He smiled and patted the big-faced cat on the shoulder:

"You should also look behind you more, so you don't get shot in the head every time."

"Gah!?"

The big-faced cat exclaimed! Turn around in a hurry! Touch your right hand to your waist!

However... there was nothing behind him.

"Who the hell are you!"

The big-faced cat turned his head, only to find that Lin Xian had run away.

He rubbed his head that hurt from being hit, his face was filled with worry, and he looked left and right:

"Where is this cryptography expert hidden? I can't find it..."

…

Lin Xian rarely takes the bus in his dreams.

In the past, when he went to far away places, he would just grab a car and play "Asphalt".

But that would basically turn on the "escape mode", and soon a police car would be chasing him. In the end, he would either be arrested, or he would be killed directly after hitting too many people.

He wanted to do business today and didn't want to get into trouble.

The bookstore is really far away. It took a full hour and a half of bus ride before we arrived at our destination.

Lin Xian walked into the bookstore.

The clerk rolled his eyes at him, lowered his head and continued playing with his phone.

Without much effort, Lin Xian found several books about sports and football.

But most of them are news information, and there is no information about the 2022 World Cup in Qatar.

"I can't find it at all..."

I searched for it for so long that I even opened the history books. But trying to find records of a football game from hundreds of years ago is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the name of a book on the bookshelf in front of him caught Lin Xian's attention——

"Interesting Football Facts 7: The History of the World Cup"

Lin Xian took out the book.

This is a children's book that uses easy-to-understand language and pictures to introduce the World Cup sport.

Turn to the end and there is an appendix table of the "List of Previous World Cup Champions":

"It's really hard to find a way out, and it takes no effort at all to get there."

This list of champions is arranged backwards.

Lin Xian turned directly back to the last page and quickly found the location of the 2022 Qatar World Cup.

Just a short sentence——

[Argentina defeated France in a penalty shootout and won the championship! 】

"Penalty shootout? What do you mean?"

Lin Xian doesn’t understand football, so he doesn’t know what the penalty shootout in this sentence refers to, but the champion is Argentina and they didn’t run away:

"Since the final champion is Argentina...it goes without saying that if they play Croatia in the semi-finals, Argentina will definitely win."

Closing the book, Lin Xian inserted the children's book back into the bookshelf.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, it happened to read 00:42.

boom! ! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! !

The familiar white light arrived on time, burning everything in the world.

…

…

Buzz…

Lin Xian opened his eyes.

There was a faint sound of TV outside the bedroom door, and the light flickered in the crack of the door. It seemed that Gao Yang was still watching TV in the living room.

Lin Xian rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. Then he changed into thick pajamas and opened the bedroom door.

"How is it? Did you find it?"

Gao Yang raised his head from the coffee table.

It was full of beer, duck goods, fried chicken and other takeaways.

"It should be... Argentina won." Lin Xian said with a yawn.

"Don't bet! What's the score!"

"I don't know. I just know that the final was between Argentina and France, and Argentina won the World Cup."

Hmm...

Gao Yang closed his eyes and thought for a while:

"Okay."

He stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on:

"I'll go downstairs to buy more lottery tickets."

"Didn't you already buy Argentina to win?"

"I only bought 100! You dreamed that Argentina won, so I have to buy more?"

"What about the small bets you agreed to have for fun?"

"Take a chance! A bicycle turns into a motorcycle!"

Gao Yang zipped up, unlocked the door, and walked out.

"Hey! Where are you going to buy so late? Isn't the lottery shop closed?"

Lin Xian called Gao Yang.

"The lottery shop must have closed the sale early. But some bosses will print more in advance and keep them for sale when the game starts; some people specialize in this kind of business, print a lot of tickets in advance, and then sell them to you at a higher price when the game is about to start."

"Don't buy too much, it's not necessarily reliable, take it easy."

"I know, I know!"

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

...

Soon after, Gao Yang, panting, pushed open the door with a stack of lottery tickets in his hand:

"5,000 yuan! A month's salary is all in! If I win, I'll bet on the young model of the club, and if I lose, I'll go to work in the sea!"

Lin Xian laughed helplessly:

"You have evolved too fast from gambling for fun, to taking a gamble, and then to all in, isn't it?"

Gao Yang sat down and turned on the TV with the remote control:

"Come on, young model! Messi depends on you!"