[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots":3,"chapter-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-392":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots",{"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},226405,494,"Chapter 392 - 224: Star Projection","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-392",392,"\u003Cp>The dark region seemed to be calling Ron, like an empty abyss, waiting for his consciousness to plunge into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the meditation deepened, Ron could feel his consciousness gradually separating from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling wasn’t unfamiliar; during his practice of \"Star Eater’s Ravings,\" he had experienced a similar state numerous times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, the degree of separation far surpassed before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s consciousness was like a drop of water departing from the ocean, drifting alone in the boundless cosmos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the last thread of connection with the body broke, all his perception was pulled into that lightless region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place... wasn’t truly dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s ’sight’—though at this moment, he no longer had physical eyes—could capture a peculiar energy fluctuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was neither light nor heat, but a form of existence surpassing conventional senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this... high position space?\" Ron’s thoughts drifted in this strange space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no up or down, no near or far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All conventional concepts of space had lost their meaning here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consciousness floated in this ’void,’ feeling an unprecedented loneliness and loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron sensed his senses being completely stripped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the five senses of the body, even the perceptions on a spiritual level were gradually vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear surged like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sound, no light and shadow, no temperature, no touch... even the perception of self-existence was gradually fading away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His consciousness struggled, trying to grasp any familiar feeling, but in the void, it seemed there was only endless ’nothingness’ left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who am I?\" This question suddenly emerged in his consciousness, but he couldn’t find an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I... Ron?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried recalling his identity but found his memory becoming blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying thought emerged: If he couldn’t even confirm his self, did ’I’ still exist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his self-awareness was about to be eroded by the emptiness, pinpoints of light suddenly appeared in the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, they were faint light points, like distant stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, these light points began to increase, densely filling the entire range of perception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Connections started to form between the light points, weaving into a complex network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron was surprised to find these were not simple lights, but fragments of memory—his memory fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The initial memories were from Earth, an ordinary college student’s daily life:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tiredness of early morning classes, late-night dormitory gaming sessions, the sprint in the library before finals...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These ordinary fragments seemed so vivid and precious at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following that was the instant he died suddenly in his past life, the suffocation and darkness, and the confusion and unease when he woke up after crossing over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scene shifted to Black Mist Jungle, the despair from having a sixth-class star spiritual talent, the initial mastery of \"Crown Breathing Technique,\" and the first time experiencing the wonders of meditation...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memories flashed by like a lantern show:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leap from nothing to a profession, the scorching pain of body tempering with hot oil, the slaughter in the corridor, the acquisition of Chimera Bloodline...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each memory was incredibly vivid, rich in detail far beyond regular recollection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron seemed to stand in both the past and present, as both an experiencer and an observer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the increase of memory fragments, a brand new perception was forming:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The memories of two souls intertwined, forming a complete life trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron saw the memories from this world’s perspective:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extravagant life of the noble offspring, the setbacks in Knight Academy, the helplessness and indulgence from his father and brother, the despair of coming to Black Mist Jungle...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sets of memories were no longer simple splices but mutual fusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by the soul of the one who crossed over, at certain nodal points they perfectly blended together, making the identity of \"Ron\" more full and three-dimensional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the points of light began to rearrange suddenly, forming a vast and indistinct outline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a shape that could be described.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It transcended the limits of human cognition, as if existing in countless dimensions, with every perspective presenting a completely different form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That twisted structure defied all logic; just \"seeing\" it was enough to drive one insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s consciousness in the face of this terrifying form became insignificant like dust, no, even more trivial than dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least dust occupies space, whereas in front of this existence, he didn’t even qualify as a \"presence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outline made no sound, no movement, nor did it cast any \"attention\" towards Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It just \"was there,\" and that alone was enough to push Ron’s spirit to the brink of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was complete disregard, a kind of despair-inducing indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like a person wouldn’t care about the bacteria under their feet, this existence didn’t even regard Ron as an object worth communicating with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly understood what true despair was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No threat, no attack, just being treated as non-existent, viewed as even smaller than nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No communication, no exchange of thoughts, just a trace of this existence’s energy fluctuation was enough to distort and deform Ron’s spiritual world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt his consciousness being stretched, compressed, folded, undergoing various indescribable changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time... maybe a second, maybe a century, time lost its meaning here...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron found himself in an incredibly familiar place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— Earth, his homeland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, it was the city where he was located.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun was shining brightly, the air was fresh, the streets bustling with people, a scene of peace and harmony.\u003C\u002Fp>",910,"2026-05-29T14:43:43.887Z","2026-06-01T04:29:33.427Z",1,"novelbin.me","d25b09526f06771260d902414958c839cebe4a6b48d35fdfc9f3c67650c16d58","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-393","wizard-unlimited-profession-slots-chapter-391",911,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-unlimited-profession-slots-cover.jpg"]