Inside and outside of Chauffeur Qin's concise and abstract Life Sketches were countless sand-like stars. They flickered in and out of existence, radiating a dim light.
Luo Nan could not help but compare the Life Sketches he had observed before. This was especially true for Cat Eyes and Zhang Yingying, the targets he had once focused on. Every star they presented was resplendent with radiance. The contrast with the gloomy void was extremely intense.
It was like silver-white wax tears dripping down on a black paper. There were even lines connecting them that were hard to distinguish between real and fake … … Such a scene was undoubtedly influenced by the visualization diagram. Looking at it alone, it was more like a group of abstract symbols.
Only when these sketches were pieced together at a terrifying scale could one's senses no longer be entangled in the details. Only then could a hazy and magnificent scene of the starry sky be formed.
Therefore, Luo Nan called it a sketch. It was a sketch that had just completed the outline of the composition. The details had yet to be carved.
As for the star atlas before his eyes, the greatest difference was reflected in the details. Hundreds and thousands of stars were distributed within a certain range. Their luminosity was different, and their star magnitudes were different. Some shone with dazzling light, while others could barely be seen. The limited and clear star atlas became complicated, but it also became vivid at the same time. Even the narrowest area was sketched with fine and believable details.
It was like the clear atmosphere of a plateau, far away from the light pollution of a metropolis. It was like the gorgeous night sky. Luo Nan nearly forgot that this was just the body and soul frame of an ability user.
The current Luo Nan was no longer like when he first sketched out his Life Sketches. He was gesticulating with his hands, but he had been staring at Chauffeur Qin for far too long.
Even with Chauffeur Qin's calm nature, he could not help but cough in warning.
"Oh, sorry." Luo Nan had repeated this word at least three times tonight. Luckily, Chauffeur Qin did not mind. He returned to his habitual silence and just responded with a smile.
Luo Nan could not understand why his clairvoyance and depiction of his Life Sketches suddenly had so many details. However, he knew that he should get off the car and go home.
Luo Nan tactfully declined Chauffeur Qin's good intentions and got off the car. He took out two boxes from the trunk of the car. The notebook was tucked under his left elbow. It was a bit uncomfortable, but he could still walk.
He bid farewell to Chauffeur Qin and went straight home. There was no one else under the street lamps as he walked along the community road. This environment was very suitable for his thoughts to fly. and Luo Nan's brain power unconsciously began to surge.
Why was he interested in Driver Qin? It was because this person's words vaguely resonated with Gym Master Xiu's Root Receptacle, Root Nature, and Root Trigger Division.
The awakened extraordinary power could be understood as the Root Receptacle. The problem of personality was in the category of the Root Receptacle. As for taking a different path from Mr. Giant Arm, it was the problem of the Root Receptacle.
That was the principle. According to Gym Master Xiu's teachings, one had to find the corresponding starting point. When he was listening to the lecture, his sense of direction was still very vague. However, after a round of inspiration on the road and the observation of Driver Qin, the situation changed subtly.
Luo Nan suppressed the urge to turn around and look for her. He regulated his breathing and let his feverish brain cool down a bit.
He first went to the detached garage outside his aunt's main house. This was a more common three-dimensional garage for the middle class in the city. It was divided into two levels, and the two cars at home were placed separately. When in use, the converter could be activated to change the number of levels, and the car needed could be taken to the exit. The space was relatively narrow, and the function was also simple, so it couldn't be used to store junk.
However, at the back of the garage, at the edge of the courtyard, there was a wooden door installed in the lawn. When the door opened, there was a staircase leading to the space at the bottom level.
This was an underground storage room. It was said that Mo Ya had hidden it from her family during her chuunibyou period. She spent over a year to dig it up by herself. Unfortunately, she had to pay a considerable fine to the community after her secret was leaked.
Mo Ya, who was in her chuunibyou period, was a standard female hipster. She treated this place as a tree hollow type of private space. Later, as she grew older, she stopped playing this game. She gave this place to Luo Nan, letting him store a few sensitive items.
Luo Nan had been home for four or five years. He had been able to manufacture drugs independently, and he had been able to hide it from his aunt and uncle. This storage room was a great contribution.
This was a favor …. So he had to lower his head to Mo Ya.
Luo Nan placed the box into the secret compartment of the storage room. He turned around and wanted to leave, but his thoughts stirred. He placed the two notebooks under his elbows into the secret compartment as well.
The reason why Luo Nan didn't place one notebook but two was because Luo Nan was worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if he really took the notebooks filled with the imprints of inspiration back to his room. The good work and rest rhythm he had established during this period of time would be utterly destroyed.
It wasn't easy to make this decision. Luo Nan looked back three times with every step he took. Only when he reached the surface and closed the trapdoor did he let out a long sigh of relief. He walked back into the room and welcomed his aunt's reprimand.
Though variables occurred one after another, and he would be reprimanded when he returned home, Luo Nan had a rather fulfilling night.
He hardened his heart and placed the notebooks in the underground storage room. It had some effects. It helped Luo Nan strictly follow the requirements of the Meridian Art set down by Gym Master Xiu. He raised and lowered his energy and blood, burned and refined his essence before going to sleep. This continued until his internal organs, limbs, and bones were parallel inside and out. Layer by layer, they operated and transformed in harmony with his nine orifices and six roots.
As a result, the amount of homework he did this night was several times more than when he only cultivated the eyes orifice. A large chunk of time was cut out just like that. It was already four in the morning by the time he awoke from his meditative state. Morning classes were about to begin.
If this situation continued in the future, he probably wouldn't need to sleep.
Luo Nan smacked his lips. The feeling of opening a new orifice was still clear. Right now, his mouth and tongue were producing saliva. It was sweet and cool. It was completely different from the dry, astringent, and smelly taste he usually had in the morning.
Naturally, he swallowed the saliva. There was still an unending stream of it. Moving his lips and tongue made things a lot more convenient. Unfortunately, his mouth wasn't as clumsy as it was in the past. In the end, it was due to his mentality and personality. It was a waste of this newly developed talent.
He experienced this small change in his mouth and tongue when he first learned it last night. Right now, it could only be said that he didn't need to rinse his mouth. It wasn't too much of a surprise.
Luo Nan was still looking forward to the truly wonderful part.
Today was Saturday, November 3rd, 2096. It was the designated time for Luo Nan to go into closed-door cultivation.
Perhaps this was compensation. These days were the SCA's routine statistics period at the beginning of the month. His uncle was a high-ranking employee, a technical expert, and needed to be present to supervise. His aunt was a senior HR employee of a large company. She just happened to run into a new department hiring. She saw the high overtime pay, so she didn't have time to stay home. She just so happened to give Luo Nan a stress-free, interference-free environment.
Luo Nan returned from his morning practice and was in a great mood after learning this news. His appetite seemed to have grown quite a bit.
But he was still far too naive.
Mo Peng, who was supposed to be sleeping in as he usually did on the weekends, came scampering downstairs at seven o'clock. His round and fat body brought along an ominous wind. He saw that his parents weren't paying attention to him for the time being. He bluntly asked:
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