As the echoes of the failed experiment faded, Vincent's lab, once a crucible of hope, lay shrouded in silence. Yet, within that stillness, the seeds of determination took root. Vincent knew that the path of a pioneer was paved with setbacks, each a stepping stone to the pinnacle of discovery. With the painting space stirring, Vincent turned his gaze to the canvas of creation that lay before him. The space, a mirror to his ambitions, rippled with the potential of the untapped. It was a realm where the laws of nature bowed to the whims of the creator. A tremor rippled across the canvas of creation before him. The painting space, a reflection of his ambitions, writhed with the raw power of the untamed. Here, the shackles of reality loosened, bending to the will of the creator. And Vincent, for a moment, was its master. He stepped through the shimmering portal, the air crackling with nascent life. As he stepped into the painting space, the air thrummed with the power of life itself. The
Vincent hunched over his cluttered desk, the now-familiar hum of the silver hourglass thrumming beside him. Plans for the painting space sprawled across his notebook, a testament to weeks of tireless brainstorming. Vincent came up with plans for the future of the painting space based on his ideas. Since he had 1368 units of Source Form at his disposal, a number painstakingly accumulated through past experiments, Vincent yearned to craft a world more intricate than anything he'd attempted before. Vincent had decided to create a world with a bigger framework of rules, so that he would not need to keep changing and adjusting it in the future. Of course, that was merely the framework. Vincent would not be able to design a large-scale world for the time being even if he wanted to.Vincent had spent a long time thinking about it. He envisioned a robust framework, a Krynnspace world built upon multiple planes, a universe entirely separate from his own. Gone were the whimsical ideas of parall
Vincent felt that something was about to grow out from between his eyebrows. Finally at the end of his meditation, with sufficient mind power, the thing broke through and came into the real world. Vincent saw the external world, not with his eyes or with the introspective senses that he had been using earlier. Instead, he was actually observing the world from an entirely different angle. His mind power had broken through the limitations of his body and was influencing the real world. The real world that he saw through his mind power was made up of information formed by dots and lines. There were no colors or light, only information in the form of dots and lines. From the moment Vincent extended his mind power to explore the world, he could feel a vast amount of external information flooding into his brain. The humidity of the air, the size of the room, and the length, structure, quality, and density of his bed all continuously gushed into his brain. Suddenly, Vincent realized that
Vincent entered the painting space and immediately discovered that the very first queen insect had died. It was jointly attacked by a few other queen insects that appeared later on, dragged out from its nest, and died a horrible death. It was precisely at the moment this insect queen died that the measure of the Source Form in Vincent’s brain increased. Vincent then brought his consciousness into the painting space and gradually discovered that the Source Form’s increase did not only occur when the insect queen died. In fact, every time a living thing died, the measure of the Source Form would increase subtly. He did notice that there was a great difference between an ordinary insect and an insect queen. As the changes were minimal for ordinary insects, Vincent had not noticed the difference before. It was only when the insect queen died, and the measure shot up, that this great difference caught his attention. The entire space in the painting became the playground of the insects.
Vincent was lying on his bed, playing with his mobile phone when Ruby suddenly approached him. Staring at his face carefully, she asked, “Why did I not realize earlier that you are so handsome? You were good-looking before, but now you are stunning…” “Tell me honestly, did you have plastic surgery?” Vincent pushed away Ruby’s head which was almost touching his face. “Previously, my work environment has greatly affected my health. Now, I am recovering and I have been training every day, so that may explain it.” “It’s such an amazing transformation!” Ruby was simple-minded, so she believed what Vincent told her. However, because of Vincent’s flawless appearance, she still stayed beside him. “Hey, Vincent, I have just broken up!” “Oh!” “Should you not comfort me?” “Should I? I don’t think so!” Vincent put down his mobile phone and glanced at Ruby, feeling somewhat strange. Ever since he was able to control his mind power, he did not really read another person’s thoughts unless it
Over the past two weeks, other than attending the personal yoga classes and going to Phoebe’s house, Victor had been mostly staying at home. Today, while he was out, he found something amiss. Everyone who walked past him turned around to stare at him. There were even a few times when he actually caught sight of people secretly taking photographs of him. He looks so handsome! Is he some comic character? Is he a celebrity? He is so elegant! He seems to have a mixed ethnicity. He looks so gorgeous. His eyes are so charming! Oh no! I have been lovestruck. He’s looking at me! Along the way, weird thoughts flooded Vincent’s mind continuously. When Vincent looked at himself in the mirror, he only felt that he looked good and was not really bothered. However, when others looked at him, it seemed that Vincent had undergone an astonishing change. For instance, when he went to the café for a meal, the waitress actually secretly passed him her mobile number, and many girls came up with dif
Thump! Thump! Vincent could hear his own heartbeat. He mentally ran through his whole body. He could feel his blood circulating, and the senses that seemed vague previously had now become clearer. Ultimately, a strange looking picture appeared in front of his eyes. There were no colors, only structures in this picture. It was like a three-dimensional model or a planar graph created using CAD. The skin, muscles, bones, arteries and internal organs were all shown in the picture, formed by multiple sub-units. Vincent could even feel the thickness of his skin, the length of his bones, and the sizes of his internal organs. However, as his mind power was not powerful enough, he was still unable to reach the cellular level. He could only vaguely sense it. Vincent could see the dark shadow in his lungs. The cancer cells, which had been separated from the healthy cells, had been increasing. Amassing, they had started to form a tumor. Cancer cells are cells that divide continually, forming
“Hello, teacher. I am here for the yoga class!” “Mr. Vincent, I am your instructor. From now on, please put aside two hours each day for yoga practice. Since you have never done yoga before, we will start with the basics!” Phoebe was a 25-year-old yoga instructor. She had her long hair twisted up into a bun and she exuded an air of classic elegance. Vincent had signed up for a VIP package, which included personal yoga training sessions. He came to learn about meditation, and had never expected to meet such a beauty. Vincent had a crush on Phoebe, but he had certainly paid a high fee for it! Vincent felt that, when he was practicing meditation, he could feel his blood circulating. On top of that, he could gradually sense every part of his body. He realized that he was able to focus and control his mind power as time passed by. Originally, he could only send his mind power toward the outside world, as he strengthened it, he was also able to conceal the power. Yoga is a physical, men
Vincent slept for a day and a night. When he woke up the following day, he felt that the whole world had changed, he had become more sensitive to his surroundings. When he tried to reach out for his disposable cup by the side of the bed, the cup fell to the floor, before he could touch it. When he looked at the Scroll of Creation, he found that the battle inside the Scroll was growing more and more fierce. After the first insect queen had appeared, the rest of the colonies had started to evolve as well. Fights, evolutions, and new insects developed as a result of the catalyst. Although Vincent would have liked to continue with his observation, he changed his mind when he realized he was starving. After walking around his neighborhood, he settled down at a café across the street from Carrefour. It was late in the afternoon and quite a number of people were having afternoon tea. “Sir, are you alone or…” the waitress asked him, immediately struck by his handsome appearance. This guy