405: Chapter 405 Memory Palace Plus Spatial Abilities, Is There Any Potential?

Hearing this, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

What kind of terrifying biological sample could distort the real world and create such a massive different-dimension space?

Officer Zhou Liang and his team members served in the Special Investigation Team and had also come into contact with quite a few classified files involving supernatural powers.

At this moment, various bizarre conjectures churned in their minds.

"Could it be the remains of an ancient giant beast buried under the glacier?"

Xiao Jie muttered to himself:

"Just like certain mythical creatures in legends, even if only an eyeball is left, it possesses god-like power?"

"It could also be a biotech device of an alien civilization."

A-Li swallowed hard and analyzed with forced composure:

"It descended to Earth during the Great Flood period, specially used to modify the planetary environment, but it went out of control and was abandoned on the snow plateau."

Fang Cheng did not participate in these whimsical discussions.

He only thought of the "golden bumpa bottle" whose spirituality had been absorbed by him.

Back then, the Lu family had used that Buddhist sacred object as the eye of the Formation to create an Inner World in Miwu Mountain, trapping numerous treasure hunters.

Afterward, the golden bumpa bottle was shattered by him with a single punch, and the Formation suffered damage.

Consequently, the Inner World lost its hub core for energy transmission and gradually dissipated, allowing everyone to successfully escape their predicament.

Comparing the two:

Aside from the contained spirituality and blood-colored energy, the golden bumpa bottle was just a dead object.

Meanwhile, the "red eyeball" mentioned by Cheng Jiashu sounded like a living creature with life.

Trapped here right now, everyone was pooling their wisdom to find a way to break the current predicament.

"No matter what that eyeball is, our primary goal is to first confirm where the source is, and then find a way to leave the Noah Building from the source."

A-Yang, who had a similar experience, analyzed:

"The scope of this world is still expanding constantly, and the fog is getting thicker and thicker. If this drags on any longer, we might really never get out."

His expression appeared exceptionally solemn against the backdrop of the gray fog.

Cheng Jiashu nodded in agreement.

Then he added a more unsettling piece of information:

"During the process of my escaping the 87th floor earlier, I felt that a powerful spiritual consciousness was monitoring the entire building, and every single one of my spatial jumps seemed to be under the other party's tracking."

"I guess it should be some mental-type ability user hidden by the Noah Organization. His location might be very close to the source, or even... the Formation of this Inner World is inseparable from him."

Hearing this, everyone fell into silence once again.

A bizarre space that was constantly expanding, a mysterious formidable enemy lurking in the dark.

Their situation was no different from being trapped in a hunting ground.

They had to guard against the treacherous environment while also remaining vigilant against the unknown hunter.

The surrounding gray fog was becoming thicker, and the air was permeated with a mixed scent of rust and decay.

Deep in the fog, those monsters that had just been driven back by Fang Cheng seemed to have forgotten fear.

Pairs of eyes emitting a dim light lit up again, greedily staring at this human-gathered "isolated island".

A-Li unconsciously tightened his grip on the submachine gun in his hand, and a layer of fine cold sweat seeped out of Xiao Jie's forehead.

The two instinctively leaned close to Fang Cheng, seeking a trace of security.

Then, as if realizing something, their bodies stiffened, and they quietly moved back half a step to maintain a little distance.

"Just as A-Yang said earlier, if we want to leave here, we must first understand its rules."

Cheng Jiashu gave a light cough, pulling everyone's attention back and putting forward his own thoughts.

"The so-called Inner World is essentially a spiritual space highly similar to reality, and its biggest feature is the omnipresent fog."

His elegant and calm celebrity temperament seemed unaffected by the environment as he talked eloquently:

"This fog is a 'dimensional erosion' phenomenon formed by the mixture of highly aggregated spiritual energy and real material particles. It will continuously devour reality until the illusory spiritual world is completely transformed into a distorted new world."

"All the monsters appearing inside here can be said to be projections of the highest consciousness of this world."

"Any person or object covered by the gray fog will be pulled into it, eventually becoming a part of this world, assimilated by it, and unable to leave forever."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jiashu looked at the crowd, his tone growing a bit heavier:

"Therefore, if you want to escape, the most direct and effective method is to cut off the source, find the core of this world's operation, and then destroy it."

"Theoretically, once the core is destroyed, the entire Inner World will begin to disintegrate, and the areas swallowed by the gray fog will gradually return to their original state."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng nodded slightly.

Cheng Jiashu's idea coincided with his own.

Coming from a declining aristocratic family, he was quite knowledgeable and obviously well-read in these secret hearsay.

"Judging from the current situation grasped, that red eyeball should be the core of this world, however..."

Cheng Jiashu changed the subject:

"Since it acts as the core, it must have an extremely strong self-protection mechanism, usually located in a place ordinary people cannot reach, and surrounded by massive amounts of monsters guarding it. It won't be easy to get hold of it."

While speaking, he looked at Fang Cheng and Officer Zhou Liang:

"You guys have already tried before. Passing through the fog at the end of the 86th floor will only return you to the origin, and you can't reach the 87th floor at all."

"As for me..."

A lingering trace of fear appeared on Cheng Jiashu's face:

"When I entered the laboratory on the 87th floor and saw that eyeball, I didn't dare to look at it a second time at all."

"My brain was buzzing, as if countless people were shouting my name at the same time, giving me a terrifying feeling as if my soul had left my body."

"And inside there, my spiritual perception was greatly suppressed, as if I was locked in a thick lead wall, completely unable to contact the anchor points outside the building, and could only carry out short-distance shuttling."

Speaking of this, Cheng Jiashu looked at Fang Cheng and frankly said:

"If I hadn't sensed your consciousness fluctuations, Cousin, and grasped that momentary connection as an anchor point, I would never have escaped the 87th floor, arrived here, and rendezvoused with you guys."

After listening, Officer Zhou Liang frowned:

"That is to say, returning to the 87th floor to destroy that eyeball is not very realistic."

"For now, that's the case."

Cheng Jiashu nodded, then added:

"Of course, besides this, there is a second method."

"We can try to find that mental ability user hidden in the dark."

"You must know that the Formation of the Inner World is not something that happened overnight. If the Noah Organization is the mastermind behind the scenes, they must have reserved a safe passage for themselves to enter and exit."

"As long as we lock onto that mental ability user monitoring in the dark, I might be able to try taking him as a new 'anchor point', jump directly to his side, grab him, and interrogate him for the method to leave."

Hearing this, Fang Cheng slightly raised his eyebrows, and an idea suddenly arose in his heart.

"But the strange thing is, just when I arrived here earlier, that consciousness suddenly disappeared, not knowing what accident occurred."

Cheng Jiashu paused, and somewhat distressedly smoothed the stray hair in front of his forehead:

"If this method doesn't work either, then there is only the last clumsy method left."

His gaze swept across the entire audience and finally stayed on Fang Cheng.

"This Inner World has just formed not long ago, its Foundation is unstable, and its carrying capacity is limited, just like a giant beast that ate too much and didn't have time to digest."

"If we create a sufficiently violent commotion here and carry out large-scale destruction, as long as it exceeds its tolerance limit, there is a high probability that it will actively spit us 'toxic substances' out in order to maintain its own stable order."

This simple and crude plan made A-Li and the others' eyes light up.

But upon second thought, they felt somewhat troubled.

To be able to make this world feel pain and be unable to bear the ravaging, how much destructive power would that require?

Everyone's hearts stirred, and their gazes cast uniformly toward Fang Cheng, who had previously displayed berserk combat power.

Perhaps only this monster whose fists were like bombers could achieve that extent?

Fang Cheng did not care about everyone's gazes; his scarlet eyes flickered slightly behind the mask.

Then he spoke, asking Cheng Jiashu in a low voice:

"You mean the 87th floor is equivalent to the heart of the Inner World, which cuts off the bottom and top of the building, forming a relatively independent space?"

Cheng Jiashu nodded:

"You're not wrong to understand it that way."

Fang Cheng then asked him bluntly:

"Then can you use your ability now to take me to the top-floor conference hall?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jiashu shrugged:

"If you can provide a suitable anchor point, we might be able to try."

"Establishing a mental connection?"

Recalling the bizarre feeling when Cheng Jiashu came to his side through the "black hole vortex" earlier, Fang Cheng vaguely guessed something.

After a brief thought, he carefully asked:

"What specific conditions are needed?"

"Before casting the ability, I must see a real-time existing scene on the top floor in order to accurately locate and complete the spatial jump."

Cheng Jiashu stared at him without any intention of hiding anything:

"Or, have someone I am familiar with and can spiritually connect with be there, acting as a living coordinate."

Fang Cheng's line of sight swept across Choi Suyoung:

"Is she one of your anchor points?"

Cheng Jiashu nodded and admitted.

Fang Cheng then asked again:

"When you were on the 87th floor, you could also sense my consciousness and use me as an anchor point?"

"Yes."

"How clear did it feel?"

Hearing this, Cheng Jiashu was slightly startled, then replied with a serious expression:

"Most of the time, the surroundings were dark thick fog, and nothing could be seen clearly, except for your consciousness which was like a faint firefly in the distance."

"But occasionally, at a certain specific angle, that light would suddenly become as dazzling and eye-catching as a lighthouse."

"As long as I seize that momentary brightness, I can lock onto your position."

Listening to these words between the "cousins" like speaking in riddles, Officer Zhou Liang and the others only felt baffled.

Fang Cheng pondered for a moment, then explained the situation:

"Before the incident, a cadre meeting within the organization was being held on the top floor of the Noah Building. Among them is a friend of mine, and there is a deep spiritual bond between him and me."

Fang Cheng looked at Cheng Jiashu with burning eyes and put forward a brand new plan:

"We might be able to join forces. I will act as the medium for you to cast your ability, and you will lock onto the target and travel through space."

"As long as we can successfully reach the top floor and control those high-level cadres of the Noah Organization, we should be able to find a way out."

"Or, we can also do as you said, catch that mental ability user hidden in the dark and ruthlessly interrogate him."

Hearing this, Cheng Jiashu's eyes lit up:

"This is indeed a good method."

Immediately afterwards, he rubbed his temples, a trace of exhaustion appearing on his face:

"However, I used my ability frequently just now, and my mental consumption is huge. I need to rest for a bit."

"It's fine. You rest first, and I'll stand guard for you."

Fang Cheng readily agreed.

"Then I'll trouble you, Cousin."

Cheng Jiashu was not polite either, and his gaze looking at Fang Cheng was filled with trust.

Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes slightly, and actually began Meditation in such a place to build up his energy.

Fang Cheng did not say anything more, silently walked to the front of the crowd, folded his arms, and leaned against the pillar of the office hall.

That pair of scarlet eyes behind the mask scanned the surrounding thick fog, like a silent door god.

What was bizarre was that ever since he stood firm, the roaring sounds of those monsters hidden deep in the gray fog and ready to make a move gradually subsided.

As if there was an invisible barrier of coercion, it drove all malice away to a safe distance, making them not dare to take even half a step beyond the limit.

Seeing this, although Officer Zhou Liang and the others did not understand the details very well, they also knew that the two big shots should have found hope to get out, and their hearts couldn't help but be uplifted.

Not daring to stray too far, they sat surrounding Cheng Jiashu and Fang Cheng, tightly gripping the submachine guns in their hands.

On one hand, they kept a vigilant lookout, and on the other hand, they seized the time to recover their physical strength.

Choi Suyoung also finally breathed a sigh of relief, sitting aside to take care of Majima Goro, who was still unconscious.

As for that security guard, he also calmed down a little and no longer appeared so panicked and flustered.

At this moment, in this chaotic and dangerous floor, a bizarre tranquility had actually appeared.

Fang Cheng seemed to be on guard, but in reality, he was rapidly perfecting the plan in his mind.

The method he and Cheng Jiashu discussed was actually not complicated.

The core lay in utilizing his two unique abilities, "Mind Resonance" and "Memory Palace".

That was, through the Memory Palace, establishing a unique mental connection to help Cheng Jiashu track the anchor point and guide the direction of his spatial shuttle.

A mental connection was not only maintained between two people; it could also be used among multiple people to share vision and exchange information.

That night on Miwu Mountain, the professor had once cast a similar ability, establishing a multi-person communication consciousness channel.

That highly efficient and collaborative operation method left a deep memory in Fang Cheng.

If he could successfully connect with Xu Hao, even if only for a single instant, the scene he saw would be equivalent to what Cheng Jiashu saw.

During this process, he would replace and become Cheng Jiashu's "eyes".

The only problem was that the mental connection he had tried to establish with Xu Hao earlier was extremely unstable, and the signal was also very weak.

However, since Cheng Jiashu could sense his consciousness fluctuations and cross spatial restrictions even in the core area of the 87th floor,

perhaps he had special skills to capture and amplify that little faint light in the endlessly dark consciousness world.

Even if that didn't work, he could rely on the Memory Palace to provide Cheng Jiashu with sufficiently massive mental energy, letting him forcibly burst out with an overload once.

Anyway, it was worth a try.

If it failed, at worst they would adopt the clumsiest method Cheng Jiashu mentioned.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and his attention focused on the several prompt messages floating before his eyes.

[Qigong Experience + 15]

[Boxing Experience + 25]

[Sanda Experience + 25]

[Palm Technique Experience + 31]

These experiences were all gained while fighting those monsters in the gray fog just now.

Fang Cheng's line of sight swept across them one by one, finally landing on the last line, watching the skill progress bar that was about to fill up.

[Palm Technique Lv0 (96/100)]

Still 4 points short...

Fang Cheng slowly tightened his fists, and his finger joints emitted a crisp popping sound.

A scorching killing intent emanated from his body.

Not far away, a few dim lights that had just lit up in the gray fog trembled violently, then hastily went out and disappeared into the deeper darkness.