Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 83
Of course, Charlene's reading comprehension is not a complete copy of the answer.

She forms her own unique analysis through the combination of various existing materials, from historical, environmental, psychological and other major factors.

This kind of education method of cultivating the overall situation through a comprehensive perspective is indeed very suitable for her identity.

Now all she needs to understand is the meaning contained in a certain text, but after that, what she faces will be ten thousand times more complicated than the written text.

——People's hearts.

Seeing the girl earnestly educating himself, Linton chuckled and said, "Your Highness, we have been studying for so long, should we relax for a while?"

"Relax?" Charlene tilted her head, "Do you mean to learn how to ride?"

In the eyes of girls, galloping outdoors with a horse is the greatest relaxation.

Linton shook his head and said, "No, let's play a game."

"Game?" Charlene asked blankly, "What is a game?"

"A relaxed and casual way to relax."

"Relax?" The girl shook her head suddenly, "Mom said that you can only relax when you grow up, and studying hard is what I need to do now."

Linton was silent for a while, and then continued: "Your Highness, don't underestimate the game, there is also a lot of knowledge hidden in it."

"Ok?"

Charlene was puzzled.

"Do you have any rope here?"

"Yes, I have."

Her Royal Highness flipped her palm, and a hemp rope as thick as her forearm suddenly appeared in her palm.

This is the deepest dream she hides in her heart. It is her own world. Whatever she wants, as long as she can imagine its appearance, she can create anything.

Linton looked at the hemp rope, dumbfounded: "It doesn't have to be so thick, it's thinner, like wool."

Perhaps thinking that the girl might not have seen what wool looks like, he changed his words: "It should be half as thin as your little finger."

Charlene seemed to have a clear understanding, and once again took out a rope similar to Linton's request.

"Give."

Linton took the rope, tied a knot at both ends, and put it over his hand.

"What is this doing?"

Charlene looked curiously at the slender fingers moving lightly and joyfully between the ropes, and finally outlined them into a relatively crossed net shape.

"Flower rope, a little game." Linton handed the flower rope to the girl and smiled mysteriously, "Now, you have to take over the rope and not let it unravel. Weave a pattern and let me take over. Whoever fails first loses."

The simple rules of the game are easy to understand, and girls immediately became interested.

She carefully observed the overall structure of the rope for a while, and immediately understood where the key points were - looking for ways to keep the structure from being damaged, creating new patterns, and leaving traps for later opponents to take over.

This is indeed a very interesting game.

Charlene pondered for a moment, jerky pinched the center point where the two sides intersected, and then turned it up.

A flat net appeared in her hands.

"It's great." Linton praised it all, and at the same time took the flower rope and changed it again.

And Xia Lin also saw the tricks, and for a while, the two had a great time playing.

In the end, under the girl's more delicate thoughts and guidance, Linton lost the game.

"I lost." Linton frankly admitted his failure in the game.

"Although you lost, I like this game very much." As a princess, Charlene showed her grandeur, "What do you want? I can give you anything."

Hearing this, Linton frowned slightly.

Although he lost the game, in a certain way, he succeeded.

He proposed to play games, not because he really wanted to reminisce about his childhood, but to test whether this dream world must operate according to a certain program.

For example, when the time comes, you must read a book, or do other activities.

And the final result shows that everything here is in compliance with the girl's mind.

But this is not good news.

He didn't take the initiative to enter the dream, but was dragged in, so what he needs to do now is to get out, not to indulge.

So Linton's answer to the question from Her Royal Highness, the creator of this world, was obvious.

"I don't need any material rewards, I just hope you can let me go."

"Why?" Charlene became visibly unhappy.

She said angrily: "I can give you any reward, as long as you play games with me for a while!"

Linton said softly: "Your Highness, I think someone should have taught you that human desires cannot be satisfied. You are in this state now."

Charlene's face was obviously stagnant, but immediately she turned her head and said treacherously: "If this is the reward you need, it is not impossible to give it to you."

"However, just one game is not enough to get this reward, which is very valuable in my opinion."

Linton was a little helpless: "Then how many games do I need to pay to get the reward?"

The girl suddenly shook her head.

"There is no need for a game. The book says that rewards should be given to meritorious persons, and meritorious persons should be those who have made extraordinary contributions."

"Although your game pleases me, it's not enough to call it a contribution, don't mention it. Extraordinary."

Linton frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Charlene lit up three fingers: "You need to accomplish three extraordinary things before I can give you this reward."

Even if he refused to let me go, Linton secretly slandered in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Excuse me, which three things?"

Charlene blinked, lost in thought.

It was obvious that she hadn't thought about what was going on at all.

She simply didn't want to let Linton, who was obviously different from this world and could bring her special emotions, leave.

Linton was not in a hurry, and silently waited for the girl to think things through, and he said goodbye.

After a while, Charlene slowly spoke.

"Just now, we mentioned the word 'value', so the first thing you need to do is find something with the highest value in the world."

Linton frowned slightly: "Your Highness, there are loopholes in your condition."

"The value of an item is relative. For example, a gold coin may be valuable to me, but for a cat who only wants to bask in the sun every day, the value of a gold coin is far less than a full cat." grain."

"In this way, the most valuable things in my opinion will appear, but you feel that they are not worth mentioning."

"The rules of this game are not fair to me."

"As a princess, you shouldn't allow unfair bets to happen, right?"

Charlene reluctantly nodded: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

Linton thought for a while and said, "The first thing you proposed that I need to complete is not about things, but about value."

"Since that's the case, why don't you offer an item, and I will also offer an item, and then compare to determine whose item is more valuable. If mine is more valuable, then the first thing will be considered completed by me, how about it? "

Just as Charlene was about to agree, she suddenly realized: "You also said just now that the value is relative. How should we judge the value of an item?"

"I have a way."

Linton smiled mysteriously.

Then she spread her palm, and a small and exquisite balance suddenly appeared in her palm.

"This is a trading tool used by the god 'Karmas' who was in charge of all transactions in the world. It can judge whether the value of the items traded between the two parties is equal. If there is a difference, the balance will tilt."

"Using it as a judge is perfect, what do you think?"

Now, Charlene couldn't find any excuses.

"Then, please take out what we think is the most valuable item."

(End of this chapter)