[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups":3,"chapter-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-265":6,"glossary-terms-282":24},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},231190,282,"Chapter 265 - 200 My World","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-265",265,"\u003Cp>Fang Cheng slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, his consciousness surged out from the illusory Memory Palace like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the flicker of his pupils, various images carrying information seemed to linger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the bedroom, bright and warm sunlight scattered on the red pine wood floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old desk beside the bed had a dictionary opened on it, with its pages slightly curled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fountain pen, an alarm clock, and a desk lamp were quietly placed beside, reflecting a hazy luster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng blinked, his gaze instinctively sweeping around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he couldn’t clearly distinguish whether he was still in the Memory Palace or actually in his real bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sniffed forcefully with his nose, and in an instant, numerous complex scents surged toward his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fresh scent of wood, the ink smell of paper, the mixed odor of sweat and detergent on the bedding...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And also, the scent of dust lifted by the breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng gently closed the dictionary and looked towards the floral curtains fluttered by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he placed his hands on the windowsill and looked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Downstairs, the breakfast stall emitted curling smoke, with the aroma of meat buns and fried dough sticks wafting and spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few office workers in suits stuffed food into their mouths as they hurried to the bus stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The neighbor, vegetable vendor Old Zhao, pedaled past slowly on his tricycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the street, pedestrians came and went, each moving at their own pace toward their respective destinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this vivid and vibrant scene unfold before his eyes, Fang Cheng’s gaze flickered, muttering to himself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s the real world, no doubt...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he sat back on the chair, exhaling softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Memory Palace\" he just constructed was too lifelike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost caused him to have illusions, nearly deceiving his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back, it did make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the images used to construct the palace all came from the reality of his bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost a one-to-one replica; not even the slightest dust or any marks on the walls and desk were spared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an ordinary person’s Memory Palace is merely a façade of illusions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the palace built by Fang Cheng could be said to have been personally constructed and decorated brick by brick, board by board, piece of wall plaster by piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, each piece of \"building material\" contained his life memories, the various information accumulated over more than a decade of living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spending so much energy, the result recreated in his mind was naturally extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, upon careful distinction, there are still clear differences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mainly manifests in the sensory response to the surrounding environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speed reading\" is merely a skill for reading information, achieving scanning and imaging through visual functions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Fang Cheng could still feel similar sensations, scents, and sounds in the Memory Palace as in reality,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is entirely because, during the construction process, he amplified his sensory perception through meditation, integrating parts of information from the other four senses as part of the decorating materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, these pieces of information are ultimately incidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They can’t be as meticulously captured, flawlessly detailed, and perfectly replicated as the images obtained using the \"speed reading\" skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this thought, Fang Cheng suddenly had a whimsical idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If one could incorporate all the information perceived by the senses into the Memory Palace,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then continually expand it from one room to a building, then to a street, and even a city,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn’t that be akin to creating a \"world of my own\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an immense amount of work probably couldn’t be supported even if the human brain were developed to one hundred percent capacity, due to the overwhelming amount of material.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng shook his head in secret, discarding this overly absurd thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, his ability to quickly put together the framework of a \"Memory Palace\" was mainly due to his profound familiarity with his home environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had lived in this house for a very long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were an entirely unfamiliar place, it wouldn’t be that easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A \"Memory Palace\" conjured out of imagination can easily fade and collapse over time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Requiring the creator to constantly strengthen and maintain it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This also poses quite a mental burden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gurgle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, his stomach suddenly growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng abruptly realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since he acquired the \"Memory Palace\" skill effect, he had been immersed in the wonderful sensation of creating worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even forgotten to eat breakfast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at the alarm clock on the table, which showed 9:28.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a little while, it would be almost noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng immediately gathered his thoughts, got dressed, and prepared to go out to the supermarket to buy supplies, planning to make a hearty meal when he returned to replenish his body’s energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating and drinking his fill, he planned to visit his grandfather at the hospital in the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>............\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>West Gate District.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, sunlight filtered through the hospital corridor windows, casting mottled shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two medical staff hurriedly pushed a stretcher cart past, shouting \"Make way\" continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Cheng leaned against the wall to let them pass before walking towards his grandfather’s ward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was slightly ajar; he gently pushed it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warmth of the air conditioner, coupled with the voices of relatives chatting, hit him all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, here comes the great scholar of the Fang family!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His younger aunt Fang Yu, sharp-eyed, was the first to spot Fang Cheng. She immediately came forward and enthusiastically grabbed his hand, her grip as firm as if expressing emotions after a long separation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having been assigned to work overseas by her company, she only had the chance to return to East Capital for the Spring Festival holidays this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally planning to visit the family, her plan was disrupted because the tubular building was sealed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could only stand downstairs and greet from afar, asking the police to leave the gifts at the entrance of the staircase before driving back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having heard from her mother that her grandfather had just undergone cancer surgery, she came to the hospital to visit today, bringing her uncle along.\u003C\u002Fp>",1036,"2026-05-29T15:13:17.898Z","2026-06-01T04:29:34.702Z",1,"novelbin.me","d5537ea84edd8fc3dba249572acdf7aee0b3c875ac3d7f9c2b6f9dcc2a7d1a82","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-266","starting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-chapter-264",1278,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-to-gain-experience-from-push-ups-cover.jpg",{"terms":25},[]]