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Chapter 201 My World
Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, consciousness surged out of the illusory memory palace like a tide.

When the pupils flickered, it seemed as if various images carrying information were still lingering.

In the bedroom, bright and warm sunlight shines on the red pine wood floor.

On the old desk beside the bed, a dictionary was open with slightly curled pages.

The pen, alarm clock and desk lamp are all quietly placed aside, reflecting a hazy light.

Fang Cheng blinked and looked around subconsciously.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was still in the memory palace or the real bedroom.

I sniffed hard, and suddenly countless complex smells rushed into my nose.

The fragrance of wood, the smell of ink on paper, the odor of sweat and detergent on the bedding...

Also, the smell of dust blown by the wind.

Fang Cheng gently closed the dictionary and looked at the floral curtains fluttering in the wind.

Then he put his hands on the windowsill and looked outside.

Smoke was rising from the breakfast stall downstairs, and the aroma of meat buns and fried dough sticks was wafting in the air.

Several office workers in suits were running towards the bus stop with food in their mouths.

The neighbor, the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao, rode his tricycle slowly past.

Pedestrians come and go on the street, some fast, some slow, each running in his own direction.

Looking at this vivid scene in front of him, Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he whispered to himself:
"It's the real world, yes..."

Then he sat back in his chair and let out a sigh of relief.

The "memory palace" just built is so realistic.

It actually caused me to have illusions and almost deceive my consciousness.

Thinking back carefully, it makes sense.

After all, the visual materials that he used to build the palace all came from his real bedroom.

It is almost a one-to-one replica, even the tiniest dust and traces on the walls and desks are not left out.

If the "memory palace" built by ordinary people is just an illusion with only its form.

So, it can be said that the palace built by Fang Cheng was built and decorated by himself using every brick, tile, wooden board and wall plaster.

Moreover, each piece of "building material" contains one's own life memories and various information left over from more than ten years of life.

With so much energy expended, the effect of reproducing it in one's mind is naturally extraordinary.

Of course, if you really look closely, there are still obvious differences.

This is mainly reflected in the response of the surrounding environment to sensory stimulation.

After all, "speed reading" is just a skill for reading information, which achieves the effect of scanning and imaging through visual functions.

In the memory palace where Fang Chengzhi is, he can still feel the touch, smell and sound in the environment that are similar to reality.

This is entirely because during the construction process, the perception of the five senses is amplified through meditation, and some information from the other four senses is also incorporated into it as decoration materials.

However, this information is only incidental after all.

It is impossible to achieve the same level of detail, completeness, and ultimate reproduction as the video materials obtained using the "speed reading" technique.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but have a sudden idea.

If we could really integrate all the information perceived by our five senses into the memory palace.

Then it continues to expand and extend from a room to a building, then to a street, and then to a city.

Isn’t it equivalent to creating a “My World”?

With such a huge amount of engineering work, even if the human brain is developed to 100%, it may not be able to carry enough information.

Fang Cheng secretly shook his head and put aside this outrageous idea.

In fact, I was able to complete the construction of the prototype of a "memory palace" in a short period of time, mainly because I was very familiar with the home environment.

After all, I have lived in this house for a long time.

If you change to a completely unfamiliar place, it won’t be that easy.

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The imaginary "memory palace" can easily be forgotten and faded over time, and then collapse and disappear.

Builders need to constantly consolidate and strengthen it and continue to invest in maintenance work.

This is also a considerable mental burden.

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As I was thinking, my stomach suddenly growled.

Fang Cheng suddenly came to his senses.

After obtaining the "Memory Palace" skill effect, immerse yourself in the wonderful feeling of creating the world.

I even forgot to eat breakfast!

I glanced at the alarm clock on the table and it showed 9:28.

In a little while, it will be almost noon.

Fang Cheng immediately calmed down, stood up and put on his clothes.

Prepare to go out to the supermarket to buy supplies, and then come back to make a sumptuous meal to make up for the energy consumed.

After eating and drinking, I went to the hospital to visit my grandfather in the afternoon.

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Xiguan District.

The afternoon sun shines through the windows of the hospital corridor, casting a mottled light and shadow.

Two medical staff pushed a stretcher and passed by quickly, shouting "Make way".

Fang Cheng leaned against the wall, avoided the situation, and walked towards the ward where his grandfather was.

The door was ajar and he pushed it open gently.

The warmth of the air conditioner, along with the sounds of relatives' conversations, came to my face.

"Oh, the great talent of our Fang family is here!"

The younger sister Fang Yu had sharp eyes and was the first to spot Fang Cheng. She immediately stepped forward and held his hand affectionately, with such force that it seemed as if she was expressing her feelings after a long separation.

She was sent abroad by her company to work, and only had time to return to Dongdu to celebrate the Spring Festival this year.

He was originally planning to visit my home, but was unable to do so because the tube-shaped building was sealed off.

He just stood downstairs and said a few words from a distance, asked the police to put the gift at the entrance of the corridor, and then drove back.

Because I heard from my mother that my grandfather had just undergone surgery for cancer, I brought my uncle to the hospital to visit him today.

"Ah Cheng, how is your residential building? Is there any problem?"

"I didn't notice it when I went to your house the day before yesterday, but now that I've taken a closer look, I can see that you've become much stronger than before. I almost couldn't recognize you."

Fang Yu was very eloquent and kept saying words of concern.

"Nothing happened. We were released from lockdown yesterday afternoon. The main reason is that I have been staying at home these days. I feel like I have gained several pounds."

Fang Cheng replied with a smile, then looked at the weak and kind old man lying on the hospital bed.

There was also the mother sitting beside the bed, peeling an apple.

"Grandpa, Mom."

After shouting twice, Fang Cheng looked around the ward.

This is a single VIP ward with spacious and bright space.

A comfortable big bed is located in the center, surrounded by various humanized home appliances.

There is a set of simple sofas and coffee tables against the wall for visitors to rest.

The overall look is comfortable and warm, allowing people to recover with peace of mind. Of course, the daily hospitalization fee is inevitable.

But now that my family is financially well off, there is no need to worry about this expense.

In addition to my aunt and uncle, there were also several relatives from my grandfather's side who came to visit him today.

Some of them were working in Dongdu, and some came here specially from the countryside. It was quite lively when everyone got together.

Li Zhenhua opened his slightly cloudy eyes and looked at Fang Cheng. It took him a while to recognize the appearance of his grandson.

"Is Ah Cheng here?"

Then he smiled and used his arms to sit up in bed.

Fang Cheng hurried forward and held him with both hands.

"Grandpa, you haven't fully recovered yet. Lie down and rest. Don't move."

"It's okay. You'll have to rest for a week. The doctor said that proper exercise after surgery can help your digestive function recover."

Li Zhenhua waved his hands, unwilling to admit defeat:

"Besides, your grandfather was a militiaman when he was young. He went up the mountain alone to catch wild boars. He is stronger than many young men."

As he spoke, he continued to look at Fang Cheng carefully, and nodded slightly with a smile.

He seemed very satisfied with his grandson's current strong physique, which finally helped him get rid of his previous sickly and thin image.

Fang Cheng chatted with his grandfather for a few words, then looked at the other relatives and greeted each of them politely.

"Ah Cheng, this young man is getting more and more handsome."

One of the distant relatives named Second Aunt responded with a smile.

Then he changed the subject and continued, "Do you remember Ali who lived next door to your grandpa? She's about your age and very pretty. I'll introduce her to you someday."

Her eyes were full of eagerness, as if the marriage had already been decided.

Once the conversation started, other relatives also joined in, and the topics also turned to work and blind dates.

Fang Cheng was surrounded in the middle, with a polite smile on his face. He felt helpless and could only respond one by one.

Li Zhenhua leaned on the hospital bed, looked at the scene in front of him with a smile, and then shouted at the top of his voice:

"My grandson is too honest. He has never even held a girl's hand. If you keep nagging him, he will find a hole in the ground to hide in."

Although he was still skinny, he looked very energetic and did not look like the sickly man he was before the operation.

It can be seen that the recovery after surgery is indeed smooth.

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter and then stopped talking for a while.

Li Biyun was busy handing fruits and pouring tea to relatives.

From time to time, he would help his son with socializing and skillfully avoid those overly sharp questions.

Just when Fang Cheng felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the enthusiastic words of his relatives and was a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open with a creaky sound.

A middle-aged man wearing a black leather jacket and a mustache on his upper lip pushed the door open.

"Sister, I asked the doctor, and Dad should be able to have his stitches removed the day after tomorrow, and then we can go through the discharge procedures."

He spoke loudly and walked like a whirlwind.

It was Li Dingjian, who had been away doing business and had not been seen for a long time.

Turning his head to look at the scene in the room, he caught a glimpse of Fang Cheng.

He saw through his nephew's embarrassment at a glance, and then waved his hand:
"Ah Cheng, you haven't had lunch yet, right? Come on, come with me and deal with something."

Upon hearing this, Fang Cheng felt like he had grasped a life-saving straw. He immediately stood up and followed his uncle out of the busy ward.

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There is a food court in the annex building on the west side of the inpatient department.

Various food and beverage stalls are arranged in an orderly manner along the venue, offering a wide range of choices.

There are staple foods such as noodles, dumplings, and rice, as well as stir-fried dishes, casseroles, wontons, malatang, and various pastries and snacks. It can be said that everything is available.

There are tables and chairs arranged in an orderly manner in the middle area, and many people choose to enjoy their meals here after ordering.

The air was filled with the smell of food and fireworks, diluting the unpleasant smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

Fang Cheng and Li Dingjian also sat at a table and ordered four stir-fried meat and vegetable dishes and a few bottles of beer.

It's a little after one in the afternoon.

The food court business is still booming, the seats even seem quite crowded, and there is noise and chatter everywhere.

In a place like a hospital, it is quite difficult to maintain a normal routine.

To be honest, Fang Cheng had already had a full meal before coming to the hospital, so he was not hungry.

Li Dingjian just wanted to find a place to reminisce about the past.

The two of them ate casually while chatting about their grandfather's illness.

According to the doctor's most recent examination report, my grandfather should be able to be discharged from the hospital before New Year's Eve, allowing the family to reunite during the Spring Festival.

Li Dingjian seemed to be in a very good mood as his father recovered smoothly and he no longer had any financial pressure.

"Come on, Ah Cheng, let's go."

After drinking a few glasses of wine, his face turned rosy, his eyebrows were beaming with joy, and he became more and more talkative.

"After two days, when uncle finishes his work, I will take you to the best Peace Hotel in Dongdu to eat some foreign food and experience the life of the upper class..."

As he raised his hand to pour the wine, the Rolex on his wrist showed through his sleeve.

The dial is deep blue, and the strap sparkles with fine golden light.

Unconsciously, low-key luxury is revealed.

Fang Cheng glanced at it curiously.

It seems that my uncle has been living a pretty good life recently.

So, taking advantage of his drunkenness, he asked:

"Uncle, what kind of business are you in?"

Li Dingjian paused for a moment while holding the wine glass, his eyes rolled quickly, and then he laughed:
"Hey, it's actually some import and export business, there are many tricks involved."

"You are still young. You won't understand even if I tell you. Study hard first, and your uncle will take you flying in the future!"

Seeing Fang Cheng's eyes still full of doubt, he took a sip of wine and then deliberately explained a few more words:
"This business has high profits but also high risks. You have to deal with both the black and white sides, and you have to fight with wits and courage. If you are not careful, the goods may be blocked and the capital chain may be broken..."

Having said that, he raised his head and drank the whole glass of wine, and then a happy smile appeared on his face:

"Fortunately, God helped me. I never thought that after being unlucky for half my life, I finally succeeded in making my first pot of gold."

Then, Li Dingjian paused and said in a low voice:

"You and your mother can rest assured that the business I run is absolutely legitimate and aboveboard."

"Besides, I won't continue to make this quick buck. To be honest, if I can't publicize it, the Dongdu City Government will have to give me a Good Citizen Award..."

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his smile was completely different from before. He became obviously more confident and calm.

Fang Cheng nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The meaning revealed from my uncle's words should be a gray business between illegal and legal.

It is obviously not suitable to explore in depth in such a crowded place like outside.

The two continued to drink, eat and chat.

The large wall-mounted color TV installed in the dining area was playing a news program.

However, the content involved the "terrorist incident" that occurred in Ren'an Hospital that night, so it attracted many comments and comments from people who were present at the time.

Various noisy voices floated into Fang Cheng's ears from time to time.

Among them, two extremely familiar voices immediately caught his attention.

(End of this chapter)