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Chapter 200: Your Own Private Space

Time passes quietly, and the sunlight outside the window becomes brighter.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands resting lightly on his knees, his eyes closed peacefully.

The room was silent, with only the occasional wind blowing the curtains, making a slight rustling sound.

It was as if someone was whispering in my ear.

a long time.

Fang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself:

"It should be fine."

Then he stretched his legs out of bed, without putting on shoes, and stepped directly on the floor with his bare feet.

He raised his eyes, looked around, and thought to himself.

Just start by trying it in the bedroom that you are most familiar with.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath and used the speed reading skill again.

As I got into the state, it was as if a button was quietly pressed in my mind.

In the deep and dark cosmic void inside the skull, billions of neuronal synapses flash like stars, colliding to create dazzling sparks in an instant.

Massive amounts of information are like a stream of superluminal particles, whizzing through nerve fibers, as if trying to break through the boundary between reality and fantasy.

At the same time, Fang Cheng's eyes were like an open spiritual channel, with an extremely bright light flashing from the depths of his pupils.

Then, just like a laser printer, it almost instinctively scans and records everything it sees.

Wherever you look, from the window, bed, desk, bookshelf, to the wardrobe, wall, ceiling...

Fang Cheng turned around and quickly and carefully scanned everything in the room.

Then he walked out of the bedroom and into the living room, continuing this reading and memory process that exceeded the normal brain load.

He moved forward step by step, his eyes so deep and sharp that they seemed to be able to penetrate the space, leaving no shadow corner unnoticed.

Every inch of the house, every detail, all the furnishings and furniture are deeply engraved in my heart.

The soles of your feet step directly on the floor, feeling the slight coolness coming from the subtle wood texture, which has a strange touch.

Fang Cheng lowered his eyes to scan the worn old floor under his feet, and suddenly his brows were furrowed and his face looked troubled.

Then he interrupted the skill state and rubbed his eyebrows and temples vigorously with both hands.

After a few minutes, he let out a deep breath.

Suddenly, I felt relieved and even broke out in a sweat.

It seemed that due to overusing the brain, there was a buzzing in the ears, a throbbing in the temples, and a vague feeling of nausea.

I estimated in my mind that it would only take about ten seconds from activating the skill to ending its use.

It seems that the "Memory Palace" consumes a lot of mental energy.

"It shouldn't be..."

Fang Cheng whispered to himself, somewhat surprised.

You should know that your spiritual attribute is as high as 43 points, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Even among those with special abilities, he is considered to be relatively outstanding and definitely not weak.

Although the "Memory Palace" is relatively complicated to use, ordinary people can use it proficiently.

Even if it's my first time performing, I shouldn't do this.

Rubbing his brows slowly, Fang Cheng looked at the panel information that appeared in front of him.

[Warning! You have overdrawn your energy and your physical condition is very poor, please take a rest]

I glanced over the warning message and continued reading.

Fang Cheng's eyes lit up when he saw some new information about the increase in skill experience.

[You have completed the first step of building a memory palace, speed reading experience +10]

[Next, you can choose to connect these video materials at a certain level of consciousness and start the construction work]

[Since you have already mastered the meditation skill, you can try to use it to further improve the specific effect of the memory palace]

"What does it mean……"

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered and he sighed softly.

My thoughts turned, and I suddenly realized something.

Then he returned to his bedroom and took a short meditation break.

After closing my eyes, I quickly calmed down and slowly let go of all distracting thoughts.

After a moment, I suddenly heard countless voices coming to my ears like a tide, and then quickly receded like the tide.

In the depths of his consciousness, Fang Cheng suddenly opened his bright eyes.

I saw that the scene at home had completely disappeared, and it was pitch black all around, as if I had stepped into a chaotic void.

Look around.

Apart from the tiny points of light twinkling like stars, there was also endless black fog that enveloped the entire world.

It feels like you are at the end of the world. If you take one more step forward, you will fall into a deeper and darker abyss where countless evil things are hidden.

Looking at the impenetrable black fog and the many spots of light hidden in it.

Fang Cheng looked calm, not surprised.

Because this is the spiritual space that communicates with the "Smiling Devil".

That is, it is a special level located at the connection point between human subconsciousness and consciousness.

That's right.

Fang Cheng’s plan is to use this barren area as a construction site to build the “Memory Palace”.

If we construct a memory palace in the purely conscious area like ordinary people do, it will be too simple and lack magic.

However, entering the deeper subconscious mind is too risky and full of unknown factors and uncertainties.

Therefore, it is obviously most appropriate to choose a level between the two as the building site.

Of course, this is also inspired by the Smiling Devil.

That dark room that serves as a "voice chat room" may be similar to a "memory palace" in some sense.

Regardless, I have expert meditation skills and a wonderful spiritual fire.

With the spiritual attribute exceeding 40 points, you can give it a bold try.

huh-huh-

Faintly, you can hear the whistling of the wind or the sound of waves crashing.

Not a single ray of light could penetrate the thick, inky black fog.

Everywhere you look is chaos, and it seems that all things in the world will eventually be unable to escape the fate of being swallowed by it.

This is not just a physical sensation, but also a chill that arises from the depths of the soul.

It was like a cold undercurrent flowing in the dead silent void, freezing all light and hope wherever it passed.

Travelers who arrive here by chance cannot remain calm at all and just want to escape as soon as possible to avoid falling into the abyss.

The faint light that enveloped the figure seemed to be blown out by the strong wind at any time, and it would be completely lost in the darkness.

In such a harsh environment, I want to stay for a long time.

You definitely need a "goal" that can anchor your consciousness.

Fang Cheng continued to meditate, his eyes half closed, his ears half listening, slowly adjusting his mood and gradually returning to a state of tranquility.

then.

As the mind becomes calm, a faint light gradually lights up in the darkness.

At the same time, a faint red light seeped out from between Fang Cheng's eyebrows.

It was as if this little light illuminated my entire body, emitting infinite light.

I...seemed to have transformed into a flame burning on firewood.

Pong!
Immediately afterwards, a blazing flame instantly enveloped Fang Cheng's entire body.

At this moment, he was like a human torch burning in the darkness.

The blazing flames were like sharp arrows shooting out in all directions, piercing through the thick and flowing black fog, illuminating the chaotic void deep in the consciousness. The thick fog that was originally impossible to dispel quickly melted away, turning into wisps of finer smoke, drifting away and retreating.

As the light expanded in all directions, a relatively stable and peaceful area suddenly appeared around.

Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and clear.

Now he has completely settled down.

Not only is the mind extremely calm, but the perception of the five senses of the body also reaches its peak state, with a clear feeling beyond instinct.

It's like standing at the intersection of reality and fantasy at the same time.

then.

Fang Cheng raised his head and sniffed gently.

It seemed that in this dead and cold darkness, I could smell the unique scent of paper and the faint smell of morning light in the air.

It is refreshing and extremely enjoyable.

Fang Cheng's eyes sparkled, and then he took a step forward and stretched out his hand.

The fingertips gently touched the air that seemed real but empty.

Then, a corner of a piece of white paper was revealed first, and then slowly unfolded.

With the flickering light, lines of handwriting appeared faintly and gradually became clearer.

They are densely packed together, forming paragraphs, like countless living elves awakening and moving.

Soon, a page filled with words appeared before his eyes.

After turning the page, the second page appeared immediately.

slam-la-

As the papers appeared faster and faster, the flipping became more and more frequent, like a continuous stream of wind.

In a blink of an eye, it was folded into a thick book, and finally a hard cover was added.

A 1658-page national dictionary was vividly reproduced in the space of consciousness.

Fang Cheng reached out and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on the pages of the book. The moment his fingers touched the paper, he seemed to feel the knowledge flowing through his fingertips.

Then, with this dictionary as the source, it emitted faint waves, creating ripples in the air.

As the ripples spread rapidly in all directions, it was as if some kind of magic was being cast.

A solid wood desk quickly stretched out and took shape under the dictionary.

Fang Cheng gently stroked the tabletop, revealing the deep and shallow marks of wear and tear.

It seems as if I can see my youthful self, lying on this table in countless morning twilights or late nights, using my pen as a sword to fight against the sea of questions.

The left corner of the tabletop is particularly worn.

Because, it was once filled with piles of heavy reference books, carrying the weight of striving for dreams.

Caressing all the traces, those past memories that had been somewhat forgotten due to studying hard suddenly appeared before my eyes like a movie.

Yellowed pages of books, densely packed notes, the alarm clock that accompanies me in studying, and the desk lamp that is always on until very late.

As the thoughts spread like ripples, a miraculous scene appeared.

On the originally empty desk, there suddenly appeared neatly stacked books, a pen with an open cap, an alarm clock with its second hand slowly ticking, and a desk lamp that had been lit again.

One thing after another appeared before my eyes, filling the entire desktop.

Then, starting from the desk, a chain reaction started, and spread out in all directions, producing scenes that looked real.

Windowsill, green plants, curtains, glass...

Wardrobes, calendars, walls, ceilings...

Fang Cheng's eyes sparkled, as if he were the creator, and his pupils reflected the scene of things being born from the void.

At this moment, he has fully understood the trick of building a "memory palace".

The key lies in three steps: imaging, connection, and construction.

Imaging is to transform the memory information from two-dimensional to three-dimensional and place it in a virtual scene.

Whenever you recall, simply enter the scene in your mind and you will "see" the information you need.

However, there is a key problem here.

Once there is too much information, memory becomes increasingly confused, making it difficult for the brain to distinguish the truth.

Therefore, when building a memory palace, you need an "introduction" at the very beginning.

It’s like walking to the door of a room, opening it and seeing a pair of slippers at the entrance.

Then I put on my slippers, and the other furniture and furnishings in the room came into my sight like a stream of water. I recalled them one by one, connecting them into a clue.

The trigger for Fang Cheng to enter the memory palace was the "National Dictionary" in his hand, which ultimately enabled him to upgrade his skills.

As for connection, it is the most important and difficult step in building a memory palace.

Because all the information stored in the memory palace must be closely connected to each other in order to be maintained.

For example, when looking for a book in a large library, you can search and locate it logically from the partition classification to the specific bookshelf.

Only when each piece of information is more closely connected to each other, the memory palace will be more solid, and will not be forgotten over time and slowly collapse.

The "memory palace" effect that Fang Cheng wants to achieve is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The visual material used to build this ideal palace also carries information about many memories.

The amount of information contained in this is astronomical.

Without extremely strong memory and extraordinary mental abilities, it would be impossible to accomplish such a difficult task.

That's why Fang Cheng felt that he had overworked his brain and was mentally exhausted when doing the scanning images before.

Looking at the bedroom scene that was taking shape around him, Fang Cheng's face turned slightly pale, and he slowly rubbed his swollen brows.

It seems... the rest will have to be postponed temporarily.

Suddenly, a faint "creaking" sound was heard.

The thick black fog flowed slowly like ink, as if it was coming back again.

It was like countless giant snakes of the underworld entangled in the lonely light domain in the deep sea, constantly squeezing, grinding, and devouring it.

Trying to crush this memory palace that has just sprouted and emits a warm glow back into nothingness.

Fang Cheng immediately collected his thoughts and looked down at the darkness beneath his feet, which looked like a leaky hole.

Then he bent down and reached out to touch the ground that seemed to be hidden in darkness.

Then, pieces of fine-textured red pine wood flooring emerged and quickly spread out in all directions.

It filled the small room in an instant.

In this way, the dark and cold world is completely isolated outside the house.

Fang Cheng looked around. The walls were plain in color, with a few subtle marks left by time or bumps.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, like large golden threads passing through the glass and falling freely on the table.

Those piled and scattered books and pens seemed to be given life in an instant.

The lampshade of the desk lamp exuded a warm luster. Fang Cheng flipped the switch casually, turning it off and on from time to time.

Then he opened the drawer, where some miscellaneous items were neatly arranged, including an old diary and some yellowed photos.

Sitting down on the bed, you can really feel the softness of the bed and the fluffiness of the quilt.

The wrinkles in the sheets and the shallow indentations on the pillow all seem to describe the scene after waking up in the early morning.

Every detail is a puzzle of memory, fitting together perfectly to create a complete and vivid home scene.

This is the ideal "memory palace".

A private space that seems real, carries your life memories, and belongs entirely to you.

The joy in Fang Cheng's eyes was beyond words.

[You have successfully built a prototype of a memory palace, speed reading experience +50]

[You have successfully built a prototype of a memory palace, meditation experience +30]

[Speed Reading Level 2 (60/500)]

【Meditation lv1 (72/250)】

(End of this chapter)