He had previously been thinking of persuading some students to come and farm in his area, and maybe even opening an agricultural branch within the Time Traveler Academy.
The third room held the Mirage Tower, but he couldn't be bothered to look at it; after all, it was just a wooden boat.
What's going on? Why am I inside my own mind?!
Wait, it's because of the college entrance exam.
Because of the picture in the third part of the exam paper!
"That's strange. The test requires you to stare at the picture and write down what you see. So do I have to write about a memory palace?" Qing Chen asked curiously. "What do the others see? They probably don't have memory palaces, so what they see is... a brain?"
What's so interesting about a brain?
Qingchen curiously opened a door on the second floor, and inside stood 'Qingchen' introducing himself on the podium: 'Hello everyone, my name is Qingchen.'
This is his memory from first grade.
Qingchen stood in that familiar yet unfamiliar classroom, looking out the window. The sunlight outside was just right, shining warmly on his face through the glass.
Qing Chen walked out of the classroom in this world of memories, but once outside, apart from his own class, every corner of the school was deserted.
“This is just my memory, not the complete world,” Qingchen said with emotion. “Actually, it seems nice to come here and sit for a while when you have time.”
He looked back at his own youthful self on the podium and couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Back then, Qingchen could never have imagined what he would be going through now.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered that this memory palace was not entirely under his control.
There is one more room.
It was something he couldn't open himself.
Qing Chen quickly left the room and began climbing towards the 999th floor.
He was like a tiny ant, tirelessly climbing towards the top of the pyramid.
But the palace was too high, and it took Qingchen a long time to climb each floor. At this moment, he did not look like a host in front of the palace, but more like a guest.
He didn't know how long he had climbed, but when he finally stood in front of that house, it felt like he had walked through a lifetime.
Qingchen carefully tried to push open the door.
In the past, no matter how he tried, he could not access the memories in this room, but now, when he pushed the door, it opened.
Qing Chen was stunned.
City 5, Ginkgo Manor.
The head of the Qing family sat silently in the dimly lit hut.
A young man sat next to the head of the Qing family, without saying a word.
Qing Chen felt that the boy looked familiar, and the boy was holding a little boy who was fast asleep in his arms.
Opposite the two sat a young man with exquisite features. His long hair was combed back, making him look like a noble gentleman who had stepped out of an ancient painting.
However, this young man, with his sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, seemed to be shrouded in a chaotic mist, as if he might dissipate at any moment.
Qing Chen simply watched from the sidelines.
The young man smiled and said to the head of the Qing family, "I have been asleep for a long time, so you may have forgotten me. But your ancestors should remember me."
The head of the Qing family said softly, "There's a photo of you and our ancestor Qing Zhen in the house. I can't forget it."
The young man laughed and said, "My brother has gone to travel the world. He handed the Federation over to you, but he probably never imagined that the world would become like this. Therefore, this matter must be changed."
The head of the Qing family looked at the floor and said in a calm, unwavering voice, "The roots are deep, and I'm afraid they won't be easy to change."
The young man said, "I will soon be going back to sleep, and I won't be able to do many things myself. How about we play a game? I'll find some people to participate in this game and see what kind of tricks they can come up with."
Qing Chen stood silently beside the group... He glanced at the young man beside the patriarch and the little boy in the young man's arms.
This sealed memory is very strange.
Could this be the beginning of the time-travel incident?!
The young man is not Li Shentan, therefore, Li Shentan is only a participant in the time travel event, not the initiator.
The head of the Qing family should be his biological father.
The person next to him should be the contemporary shadow of the Qing family, Qing Zhun.
The boy held the tiny little boy tightly in his arms and said to the young man, "Please keep your voice down, my little brother is sleeping."
The young man laughed and said, "Having a temper and a personality is good."
As Qing Chen watched this scene, he couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is this young man?
Having taken a photo with Qing Zhen, the ancestor of the Qing clan, this person must have belonged to the same era as Li Shentan.
Nearly a thousand years have passed, so how could the other side have existed for so long?
At this moment, the young man said, "I want to select a few interesting people to go and have some fun in another world. Considering the friendship between your ancestors and me, I'll let your son go."
At this point, the young man looked towards where Qing Chen was standing and asked, "Who is watching me?"
In an instant, Qingchen felt a jolt in his heart; this memory had ended there!
Wait a minute, this is clearly in his memory, and he is still in the surface world. How can the other party sense that he is prying into this memory?
The person in that memory seemed to have truly come back to life.
Could this be the power of the gods?
Even fragments of memory can possess their own consciousness?!
That's terrifying!
Qing Chen stepped back and slowly closed the door.
The next moment, he snapped out of his daze, opened his eyes, and saw Lu Yuan's face very close to his.
"What's wrong?" Qingchen asked, frowning. Only then did he realize that he wasn't in the classroom, but lying on a bed.
Not far away, Zheng Yuandong and Ni Ergou were playing checkers.
Lu Yuan said, "Brother, all the other students have finished meditating. They only need about ten minutes to finish, but you've been meditating for three days?"
Chapter 619, Qing Chen, Dean of the Agricultural Academy
"Meditation?" Qing Chen was puzzled by the word.
“Yes,” Lu Yuan explained, “the picture in the third part of the scroll is actually to help everyone enter the first meditation. If you don’t have the Eye of True Sight, this is the only way to do it.”
Many meditation methods exist in the world of the living, but no one has ever truly achieved transcendence through meditation.
This is because true transcendental meditation requires the assistance of external forces.
One method involves holding the Eye of True Sight in one's hand while breathing.
One method relies on simple meditation diagrams.
There are many types of meditation charts. The more mysterious and rare a meditation chart is, the faster one can enter a meditative state and the faster one's mental energy can be restored.
These are all records left behind by the wizards when they left the Central Plains.
At this moment, Zheng Yuandong calmly said, "The options you checked at the beginning of your test paper are all more tragic than the last, as if you were the most beautiful orphan in the other world. And you didn't answer any of the science questions at the end. What, are you determined to join the Basic Sciences Academy?"
Ni Ergou said, "Boss Qingchen, you're a member of the academy's board of directors now, how can you still do this kind of thing?"
"Ahem," Qing Chen felt embarrassed that his plan had been discovered: "What a mess. I was actually planning to write the second part, but I fell asleep while looking at your ridiculous patterns. By the way, I'm really curious why this meditation diagram could make me sleep for so long."
Zheng Yuandong glanced at him: "That's something I'm curious about too. In the Kunlun Organization, the longest first meditation session was 21 hours, while you, to be precise, three and a half days, 83 hours, you're about to transmigrate. If you don't wake up soon, I'm afraid I'll have to find a way to wake you up. I can't let you go on an adventure to the other world while meditating. What did you see in the meditation world?"
Qing Chen countered, "What did you all see?"
Ni Ergou scoffed from the side, "Trying to make up lies again..."
Zheng Yuandong said with a smile, "The more expansive a person's spiritual world is, the larger the things they will see during their first meditation. Some people have seen a leaf that is hundreds of square meters in size, while others have seen a mountain peak. Of course, these are extremely rare occurrences. Ordinary people might see an off-road vehicle, a motorcycle, a drop of water, or a grain of sand. What you see is not important; what matters is the volume."
Qing Chen recalled that he found it difficult to define how to measure what he had seen, because, according to Zheng Yuandong, nothing that others had seen was as magical as the memory palace.
After all, his memory palace has "memory," and its grandeur is no less than that of a mountain. The reason he didn't wake up for three days was precisely because he spent too much time climbing his memory palace.
Ni Ergou asked, "What exactly did you see in your meditation?"
Qing Chen casually said, "I saw a little..."
Zheng Yuandong waved his hand with a smile: "I don't believe a single word after what you said, so you don't need to say anything more."
"Hahaha, look, I'm telling the truth, why are you all acting like this?" Qing Chen said, "What did the other students in the academy see?"
Zheng Yuandong shook his head: "This is a secret of the academy."
“I am a member of the school board,” Qingchen said earnestly.
Ni Ergou: "..."
Lu Yuan, standing to the side, was exasperated: "When you wanted to sneak into the Basic Studies College, did you never think about being a member of the school board?!"
Zheng Yuandong pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's no trouble to tell you. There is a group of elites in the academy with extremely broad spiritual worlds, suitable for cultivating the wizarding lineage. Some see a river flowing endlessly, some see a waterfall cascading down, some see a heavy snowfall, and some see a desert."
"Who are they?" Qingchen asked.
Lu Yuan asked, "Trying to poach people from us?"
"Yes, I was assigned to both," Qing Chen said frankly. "So... which college did I end up in?"
Zheng Yuandong said, "You shouldn't attend classes with the other students; come and teach the class."
Qing Chen shook his head: "No, at least not under Qing Chen's identity."
Qingyuan and Huanyu are both in the academy now, and he hasn't figured out their strength yet, so he can't show up rashly.
It's important to know that both Qingyuan and Huanyu were people who wanted to kill him.
He had a blood feud with someone at Weiyang Lake Park in Xiancheng.
Someone assassinated him on the streets of Zhengzhou, even planting a bomb; the methods were extremely cruel.
Qing Chen wasn't sure if these two were A-level, so he didn't act rashly; otherwise, he would have already stormed their doorstep.
Therefore, he cannot step forward to be that special target.