The starry sky on the title page was obviously just an illusion, but the changes in the Format Pyramid were real.
Luo Nan couldn't sit still on the bed. He got up and circled around the bed. He had an intense premonition. He had studied Formatting Theory for over five years. Perhaps it was only now that he truly touched upon the threshold of his grandfather's core research.
"What should I do next? What should I do next?"
Luo Nan's mind was originally quite clear. He had made preparations for today's closed-door training to tackle difficult and difficult problems. But he never expected that his beginning would go so smoothly. It went so smoothly that he lost control. After the Format Pyramid transformed into a star atlas, all of his previous plans were completely nullified. He needed to sort out a general train of thought based on his new structure.
But the true problem was that it wasn't that he had too few ideas. It was that he had too many!
He threw himself onto the bed and picked up his split-page notebook. He wrote and drew in a venting manner. Soon, another six or seven blank pages were filled with words, diagrams, and symbols. And there were still endless impulses that tried to jump out from his brain.
Luo Nan never thought that he would be stuffed to death by inspiration one day!
It was already half past eleven by the time he recovered from his work of memorizing inspiration. The AI butler followed the designed program and made lunch. It invited the only diner in the house to the table.
Luo Nan had been evaporating his brain power for the entire morning. His consumption was extraordinary. His instincts began to alarm him. He simply picked up his notebook and went downstairs. He was prepared to continue pondering and writing during his meal. He would not waste time.
Luo Nan absent-mindedly ate a few mouthfuls of food, but he wrote and drew half a page of words and symbols. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this. He could even continue doing this at the dining table.
Another preset reminder came at this time.
"It's time for the afternoon class. Sweat it out, young man!" The HexaEar vibrated. Xue Lei's thick voice was mixed with stifled laughter. It was exceptionally comical. This was a reminder he had recorded a few days ago when he had nothing better to do. It was specifically set up to control his work and rest time.
Gym Master Xiu's teachings were intrinsically very rigorous. He paid the most attention to habits and tempo. He believed that good cultivation habits and efficient tempo were the foundation for achieving martial accomplishments. This was especially true after Luo Nan achieved success in the heart lantern of the eyes orifice. The demands on his side were even higher. Aside from unavoidable circumstances or extremely special circumstances, Luo Nan's morning classes, evening classes, and afternoon classes were all unshakable. Luo Nan couldn't be lazy. Xue Lei was a good friend, and at the same time, he was the most serious and inflexible supervisor.
After over a dozen days of strict control, Luo Nan had already formed an initial cultivation rhythm under the external supervision and internal urging. And because of the true feedback from the internal refinement technique, he would be a bit unaccustomed to messing up his rhythm.
Luo Nan looked at his watch and struggled a few times in his mind. In the end, he closed his eyes and pushed his notebook to the side. He sped up his eating speed.
The benefits of coming in contact with the Mouth and Tongue Acupoint yesterday were also evident. His digestive tract's ability to decompose water grains and transform essence Qi had improved significantly. Luo Nan vaguely felt that what he was eating wasn't a tasteless nutritious meal. Instead, it was strands of essence energy that seeped into his body. The essence energy endlessly circulated throughout his body as he ate, making up for his lack of energy.
"The progress is excellent, and the vital energy in the five viscera is stable. There's no obvious imbalance. According to Gym Master Xiu's words, the root receptacle is thick and the foundation is firm. It's enough to bear … Hiss? "
Luo Nan suddenly realized something. He nearly stabbed his chopsticks into his nostrils as he subconsciously ate his food. He couldn't care less about his sorry state. His mind spun. "The progress of the Body Gear is under Gym Master Xiu's control. Although it's still weaker than the God Gear, it's solid with every step. The so-called body is like a mountain, densely planted with thick soil. It's not bad at all. In comparison, the God Gear driven by Formatting Theory is advancing like a hurricane. The growth is out of control, and it's already quite troublesome. If I were to be urged by a flash of inspiration and erupt a second time, would I still want this little life of mine? "
Luo Nan's back was drenched in sweat when he thought of this. He flipped through his notebook once more, and he immediately crossed out all the radical and bold plans. Then he searched for the relatively conservative plans that advanced step by step and carefully pondered over them.
"That's right. My root receptacle isn't thick in the research of Formatting Theory. My root nature is unclear, and my root trigger is advanced. I need to carefully sculpt and solidify my foundation before I make any plans. In this way, the idea of turning sketch into sketch is quite appropriate. "
Luo Nan slapped the table and made up his mind. He poured the food into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, tidied up a bit, and went upstairs for his afternoon class.
Luo Nan performed a round of cultivation. The vital energy of his five viscera circulated, and the light trembled of his muscles, skin, and flesh. Luo Nan very naturally captured a moment of calmness and calmness. He took advantage of this moment to switch to clairvoyance towards the living starry sky. He began his afternoon research.
Compared to the flashes of inspiration and the successive bursts of intensity in the morning, his mind was set in the afternoon. His state of mind was much calmer. He just quietly observed this marvelous and gorgeous starry sky.
However, he didn't use the logic of Formatting Theory. Instead, he used the eyes of a painter.
Luo Nan had first pondered over the drawing method of Life Sketches. It was a time of great danger. The argument was made in haste, and time was tight. He exhausted all of his accumulated knowledge at the time: the out-of-body experience, the pattern and rhythm of soul breathing, the understanding of configuration, the operational structure of energy and information …. This included his many years of sketching skills, his experience in drawing thousands upon thousands of sketches, and his keen grasp of a character's characteristics.
Luo Nan was able to integrate super complex elements to complete such a magnificent masterpiece. It was enough to be proud of.
But from the harshest point of view, there was always a difference in judging standards between a rushed work and a meticulous work.
In the end, a Life Sketch was just a sketch. It was a rough impression captured through the use of sketching techniques. Composition, proportion, structure, and all sorts of details were far from perfect.
Needless to say, Luo Nan was still lacking far too much at the time. He didn't have the ability to bear the burden. He didn't have the insight and experience.
But now, through learning from Gym Master Xiu, cramming in the basic knowledge of the inner world, and practicing the coupling effects of the God Gear and the Body Gear, Luo Nan patched up one flaw after another. He was like a young painter who had achieved minor success in his craft. Luo Nan turned his head and looked at the draft he first practiced with. It was too horrible to look at, but he knew where the flaws were and how to fix them.
The overall order of the living starry sky existed, but the precision of the diagram was lacking. The image was large and impractical. It had already formed a basic mold, but there was practically no room for refinement.
If Luo Nan wanted to fix it, he would have to transform the star atlas into the Format Pyramid and the star atlas into reality. These were his directions.
Luo Nan slowly adjusted his breathing. The starry sky pieced together from the Life Sketches was like a newly completed composition. A draft of the structure was just waiting for him to use the tip of his brush to outline even more exquisite layers of light and shade, to reveal even more crucial details.
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