"What happened to my room?" When Liu Xu opened his eyes, he saw his room in a mess.
In fact, the condition of the room at this time cannot be described as a mess. It seems to be more appropriate to use a garbage dump. Because almost everything in the room had been turned into garbage, Liu Xu's bed had become pieces of wood on the floor.
Liu Xu's wardrobe was all falling apart, and the clothes inside were scattered all over the floor. What made Liu Xu's eyes split the most was that his computer was cut in half, and electric sparks could be seen flickering from time to time inside. one time.
"What happened last night?" Liu Xu rubbed his temples and tried hard to recall his memories.
I still remember that after the severe pain started last night, I was rolling on the ground in pain. Then I seemed to see Guan Yu and Cao Cao appear, and at the same time a black figure blocked each other. Liu Xu couldn't remember what happened after that.
Because of the severe pain and physical exhaustion, Liu Xu's consciousness became like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time, and there would be no chance of what happened in the outside world.
Thinking of this, Liu Xu quickly felt the feeling of his body and found that his body was surprisingly good at this time. Not only did he feel better than ever before, his strength had even improved a lot.
Liu Xu originally just wanted to sit up from the ground, but with a slight exertion of his legs, he actually stood up like a carp. This was something Liu Xu could never do with his previous physique.
"Could it be that the author's literary breakthrough has enabled him to strengthen his physique? I haven't seen such a description in relevant books before!" Liu Xu muttered with some doubts in his heart.
Liu Xu knew that he had successfully broken through, because the moment he woke up, he felt the little seedling.
Judging from the spiritual perception, this is a fairly ordinary seedling, with a small sprout like a tender bean sprout stubbornly drilled out from the seed.
However, it cannot be described by the center of the eyebrows at this time. Although the position is still at the center of the eyebrows, it is no longer a small dot between the eyes, but has become a point that can be perceived with mental power. to the space.
Although the space is the same size as the seedling, the height of the space is what the seedling shoots point against, and the width of the space is what the seedling bends. The entire space is supported by the seedling.
Regarding this suddenly extra space, the relevant books have a very clear introduction. This is the space that every signed author will open up after breaking through the genre and entering the budding stage of literature.
According to the description in the book, although it feels like this space exists between the eyebrows, it is actually a small dimensional space opened up by the power of the world, but the connecting point happens to be between the eyebrows.
Such a small dimensional space will be bound to the author himself, and all the reading power the author has will also be stored in this space.
At the same time, according to the description in the book, as the author becomes stronger and stronger in the future and Wen Ya continues to develop, this space will become larger and larger, and eventually it will even develop to the point where the author himself can enter this space, so this is actually A real dimensional space, not some illusory spiritual space.
"Wait a minute, I remember that according to the book, the author has complete control over this space. He can even send real objects into the space and then take them out again. It's as convenient as a pocket!" Liu Xu thought of the description in the book and couldn't help but feel curious.
So his hand touched a piece of clothing that had been knocked over on the ground, and he tried to send the piece of clothing into the space with his mind. Then his fingers felt as if they had been shocked with electricity and it was so painful.
Apparently, the clothes were too big to be sent in.
Liu Xu found another enamel cup, but still couldn't put it in.
Finally, Liu Xu found a memory stick that was scattered out of the computer, and then successfully put it into the space. However, the memory stick quickly occupied a huge part of the space.
However, it is worth mentioning that although Wenmiao supports the entire space, there is no influence between the memory stick and Wenmiao. The two sides overlap directly in the space.
"In other words, Wen Miao is still composed of the power of reading. It is a spiritual and energy existence. It is not a formally existing object, at least it cannot show entity!" Liu Xu thought thoughtfully.
Then the memory stick returned to the hand, and it seemed no different from when it was put in just now.
"You finally woke up!" Suddenly, a voice said faintly, which frightened Liu Xu. Then Liu Xu saw the curator, whose face was as dark as Bao Gong's. He didn't know when he appeared in the room. Staring at his own.
"Director, why do you want to harm me?" Liu Xu was frightened at first, and then thought of the pain he had suffered nearly a hundred times because of the director's methods. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and asked the director .
"Am I harming you?" The curator's face showed an extremely bitter and depressed expression. "You were able to put an entire memory stick into your cultural and creative space just now. You don't think this is a matter of course, do you?"
"Ah..." Liu Xu blinked, isn't this a matter of course?
"I really want to ask your teacher how he became a teacher and what he taught you!" the curator said cursingly, while more than ten kilometers away, Teacher Luo was teaching students with a pair of dark circles under his eyes. , couldn't help but yawned.
"Ask your teacher if he could put a peanut into his cultural and creative space when it was first born!" the curator said angrily.
"Um... Could it be that my cultural and creative space is boring?" Liu Xu was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively.
"Nonsense, curator, my cultural and creative space could only fit two peanuts in back then! But this result is enough to shock the entire liberal arts academy!" the curator said proudly.
