Just like walking to the room’s doorway, opening the door, and seeing a pair of slippers at the entrance.
Then wearing the slippers, other pieces of furniture in the house rush into view like a flow of water, one memory linking to another, threading into a connected sequence.
Fang Cheng’s entry into the Memory Palace begins with this "National Dictionary" in his hand that ultimately enables the skill to level up.
As for connections, it’s the most important and challenging step in building the Memory Palace.
For in the Memory Palace, all stored information must be tightly linked to one another to be sustained.
For instance, in a vast library searching for a book could involve classification by area followed by specific shelves, logically retrieving and locating the book.
Only when each piece of information is tightly interconnected can this Memory Palace remain solid, preventing it from slowly crumbling away with time.
And the effect of the "Memory Palace" that Fang Cheng wants to achieve far exceeds the imagination of an ordinary person.
The visual imagery for constructing this ideal palace is also the carrier of numerous memories.
The amount of information it contains could be described as astronomical.
Without extremely strong memory and supernatural spiritual power, completing such a monumental task would be impossible.
Therefore, during the previous scanning imaging, Fang Cheng felt overwhelmed, with his spirit overextended.
Looking at the initially formed bedroom scene, Fang Cheng’s face appeared slightly pale as he slowly massaged his throbbing temples.
It seems... the rest will have to be postponed for now.
Suddenly, a feeble "creak" sound echoed.
Thick black fog flowed slowly like ink, seemingly resurging.
It was as if countless Netherworld Giant Snakes coiled around the solitary realm of light in the deep sea, continuously squeezing, grinding, and devouring it.
Trying to grind this newly sprouted, warmly glowing Memory Palace back into oblivion.
Fang Cheng immediately refocused his mind, looking down at the pitch darkness at his feet, resembling a leaky void.
Then he bent over, stretching out his hand to touch the ground that seemed hidden in the darkness.
Next, pieces of finely-textured red pine flooring emerged and quickly spread out in all directions.
Instantly filling the narrow room.
Thus, completely isolating the cold and dark world outside the house.
Fang Cheng looked around; the walls were modestly colored with a few minor marks left by years or bumps.
Outside the window, the sunlight was bright, like large swaths of golden threads passing through the glass, liberally spilling onto the desk.
Books and pens scattered around seemed instantly endowed with life.
The lampshade emitted a moist gloss; Fang Cheng casually turned the switch, turning it off and on intermittently.
He then opened a drawer; inside, miscellaneous items were neatly arranged, an old diary, several yellowed photographs.
Sitting on the bed, he could vividly feel the mattress’s softness and the bedding’s fluffiness.
The creases in the sheets and the shallow indentations on the pillow seemed to depict a scene of awakening in the morning.
Every detail is a piece of the jigsaw puzzle of memory, fitting tightly together, piecing together a complete, vivid scene of home.
This is the ideal "Memory Palace."
A space that seems to truly exist, bearing personal life memories, completely a private space of one’s own.
Joy overflowed from Fang Cheng’s eyes.
[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 lv2 (60/500)]
[Meditation lv1 (72/250)]