Only My Way

Three days later.

Ling Wuyuan sat cross-legged in a quiet and dark, lightless room.

He was completely immersing his mind into the depths of his brain.

In that world within his mind, manifested from Ling Wuyuan's heart and thoughts,

the sole sun was Ling Wuyuan's will.

All things were constructed based on it.

And directly beneath that sun was the sea of thoughts, condensed from the numerous ideas in Ling Wuyuan's mind.

At this moment,

the 【Memory Plunder Seed】, containing countless fragments of memories, was like a prisoner confined to the deep sea, tightly imprisoned at the very bottom of that sea of consciousness.

Strands of thoughts and mental power were continuously transforming into layers upon layers of terrifying waves, constantly pounding and washing over it...

At the same time,

a mental secret technique, specifically designed to purify the 【Memory Plunder Seed】 and complementing it, was also being continuously activated.

Mental runes, evolved from mental power, accompanied the waves that constantly washed over the 【Memory Plunder Seed】, rising and falling with the tide, continuously permeating into the interior of the 【Memory Plunder Seed】, comprehensively and deeply cleansing it...

Originally,

according to the records on that mental secret technique,

Ling Wuyuan only needed to continuously activate the secret technique for three rounds to wash away the pollutants and filth within the 【Memory Plunder Seed】, making it safe and usable.

But as a cautious fellow,

Ling Wuyuan obviously couldn't really follow that standard.

For the sake of safety,

he directly chose to add two zeros after the three, rounding the number to a whole three hundred rounds.

And he also raised his perception ability to the highest level.

Constantly monitoring it in real time.

Carefully observing the various changes in the 【Memory Plunder Seed】.

In short,

he was indeed extremely serious and prepared for that 【Memory Plunder Seed】.

Not only did he spend a considerable amount of time on it, but even his mental energy was greatly consumed.

The three hundred rounds of purification work alone made him feel genuinely tired...

Basically,

regarding this matter, it could be said that he had already taken the best possible attitude.

Without the slightest bit of underestimation.

Finally,

as he readjusted his state to a perfect level,

both his mental energy and his own will reaching a perfect level,

he finally submerged his mind into that constantly shining 【Memory Plunder Seed】...

At this moment,

his first feeling was a kind of inexplicable weightlessness.

Not from the body,

but from the mental level.

That feeling was as if he was slowly sinking into some bottomless abyss...

He could perceive that his consciousness was slowly sinking...

At the same time,

a large amount of chaotic and disordered information was also being continuously poured into him through the channel of his mind.

A large number of images and information.

Began to emerge in his mind.

Perhaps a certain scenery, perhaps a certain thought, perhaps a certain conversation, perhaps a certain knowledge...

All were some incoherent images and information.

Completely lacking continuity.

Even, because those memories were too fragmented.

Most of the time,

Ling Wuyuan was completely unable to understand what those memory fragments were all about...

For example, he could see certain books filled with special words and know the contents inside those books, but because he had not yet obtained the knowledge of the original owner of the memory fragments regarding the language of those words, he could not understand what those books and words meant.

That feeling was like obtaining a large number of confidential documents but not having the corresponding decoding method.

All he could see were a bunch of garbled characters.

Incoherent and messy garbled characters...

And this was also the reason why Ling Wuyuan was previously very regretful for not obtaining all of the target's memories.

If the memories were not complete,

many memory fragments were essentially like a source without roots.

Belonging to things without head or tail.

Like a true wordless heavenly book.

The newest and most complete novels are at 69shuba!

Except for its original owner.

No one could understand what that was, and what kind of meaning it possessed.

Right now,

Ling Wuyuan didn't have any good way to deal with those scattered memory fragments either.

He could only wait until he had absorbed all the memory fragments and sorted them out before making plans.

Just in case.

If there was really no way to analyze those information.

Even if it was him.

He could only treat it as pure garbage information.

At the same time.

Accompanying the activation of the 【Memory Plunder Seed】.

As if it was something being rapidly filled.

Ling Wuyuan could perceive that his brain instinctively showed a faint sense of swelling and confusion.

That was a certain negative impact that would inevitably occur when too much information quickly poured into the depths of the brain.

If the mind was insufficient, the tolerance was not enough, facing that strange sense of strangeness, facing those overly large memories of others, the user of the 【Memory Plunder Seed】 could easily have a shift in personality.

That situation was actually not much different from being brainwashed.

Even far more serious than being brainwashed.

After all, that was a change from the inside out.

It was as if forcibly splicing someone else's personality onto your personality.

In minutes, it would cause the user of the 【Memory Plunder Seed】 to have questions such as 【Who am I?】, 【Who is me?】, 【What am I doing?】, 【What should I do?】...

Especially when the amount of memory contained in the 【Memory Plunder Seed】 was too much, and the strength of one's original personality was not enough, things would immediately cause chaos and destruction of the original personality.

As a carrier.

When someone else's life of thousands of years is transformed into memories and completely received by you.

How many people can figure out whether those memories belong to the other party or to themselves...

However, as a transmigrator who has lived two lives.

Ling Wuyuan didn't feel much about this.

Even if at this moment he could feel countless chaotic images flashing crazily in his mind every moment, the pressure was not great at all.

At most, it was just the feeling of staying up late to study in his previous life.

This made him feel a little sleepy...

And.

He knew very well that reading these memory fragments was only the simplest link among the many links in the matter.

Next.

He needed to find a way to analyze those memories.

If he couldn't do it.

What he had done before was no different from stuffing a bunch of garbage information into his brain, not only would it not be beneficial, but it would also be harmful, just like an ordinary person suddenly eating a large amount of food that he could not digest at all.

That kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, was definitely not a wise move...