Chapter 48 Cultural and Creative Space
"My room...... What happened? When Liu Xu opened his eyes, he saw his room with a messy face.
In fact, the situation in the room at this time cannot be described in two words, and it seems to be more appropriate to use the garbage dump. Because almost everything in the room has turned into garbage, Liu Xu's bed has become a piece of broken wood.
Liu Xu's wardrobe was also all falling apart, and the clothes inside were all over the floor, and what made Liu Xu's eyes break the most was that his computer was directly cut in half, and electric sparks could be seen flickering from time to time.
"What happened last night?" Liu Xu rubbed his temples and tried hard to recall his memory.
I still remember that after the severe pain began last night, I rolled on the ground in pain, and then I seemed to see the appearance of Guan Yu and Cao Cao, and at the same time there was a black figure blocking each other, and Liu Xu couldn't remember what happened after that.
Because of the severe pain and physical failure, Liu Xu's consciousness became like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time, where would he go to what happened in the accident world again.
Thinking of this, Liu Xu hurriedly felt the sensation of his body, and found that his body at this time was unexpectedly quite good, not to mention feeling unprecedentedly good, and his strength had even improved a lot.
Liu Xu originally just wanted to sit up from the ground, but with a slight effort on his legs, he actually stood up in a way of carp stiffening, which was something that Liu Xu's physique could never do before.
"Could it be that the author's literary genre has broken through, and he can still strengthen his physique? I haven't seen such a description in the 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.
From the perspective of spiritual perception, this is a fairly ordinary seedling, tenaciously drilling a small branch like a young bean sprout from the seed.
However, at this time, it cannot be described by the center of the eyebrows, although the position is still in the center of the eyebrows, but it is no longer a small dot between the eyes, but has become a space that can be perceived with mental power.
Although this space is the same size as this seedling, the height of the space is the tip of the seedling bud, and the width of the space is bent by the seedling, and the whole space is supported by the seedling.
For this sudden extra space, the relevant books are very clear. This is a space that every contracted author will open up after breaking through the genre and entering the stage of literary sprouts.
According to the description in the book, although it feels like this space exists at the center of the eyebrows, it is actually a small dimensional space opened up with the power of the world, but the connection point is just at the center of the eyebrows.
Such a small dimensional space will be bound to the author himself, and all the reading power that the author has will also be stored in this space.
At the same time, according to the description in the book, as the strength of the author becomes stronger and stronger in the future, and the continuous development of Wen Ya, this space will become larger and larger, and finally even the author himself can enter this space, so this is actually a real dimensional space, not some ethereal spiritual space.
"Wait, I remember that according to the book, the author is able to completely control the control of this space, and can even send real objects into the space and then take them out, just like a pocket for convenience!" Liu Xu thought of the description in the book and couldn't help but be a little curious.
So his hand touched a piece of clothing that had been knocked over on the ground, and he tried to send it into the space with his mind, and then his fingers felt like someone had been violently electrified.
Obviously, the clothes were too big to send in.
Liu Xu found another enamel cup, but he still couldn't send it in.
In the end, Liu Xu found a memory module scattered from the computer, and then smoothly put it into the space, but this memory module quickly occupied a huge part of the space.
However, it is worth mentioning that although it is said that Wen Miao supports the entire space, there is no influence between the memory module and Wen Miao, and the two sides are directly overlapping in the space.
"In other words, Wen Miao is still composed of the power of reading literature, and it is a spiritual and energetic existence, not a formal object, at least it cannot manifest itself!" Liu Xu pondered thoughtfully.
Then the memory module was back in my hand, and it didn't seem to be any different from when I went in just now.
"You're finally awake!" Suddenly, a faint voice said faintly, which scared Liu Xu, and then Liu Xu saw the curator with a face as black as Bao Gong, who didn't know when he appeared in the room, staring at him.
"Curator, why are you harming me?" Liu Xu was frightened at first, and then thought of the pain he had endured almost a hundred times because of the methods of this curator, and he couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart and questioned the curator.
"Am I hurting you?" The curator showed an extremely bitter and depressed expression on his face: "You were able to put an entire memory module into your cultural and creative space just now, you won't take it for granted, right?" ”
"Ah......" Liu Xu blinked, isn't this a matter of course?
"I really want to ask how your teacher became a teacher and what he taught you!" The curator scolded and said, and more than ten kilometers away, Teacher Luo, who was teaching the students with a pair of dark circles, couldn't help yawning.
"You go and ask your teacher, when his cultural and creative space was just born, can he stuff a peanut into it!" The curator said angrily.
"Uh...... Could it be that this cultural and creative space of mine is very tired? Liu Xu was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively.
"Nonsense, the curator, my cultural and creative space, back then, was only able to stuff two peanuts! And this achievement is enough to cause a sensation in the entire Academy of Letters! The curator said proudly.