In a storage room on the second floor of the East Third Inpatient Ward at 998 Special Hospital in the northern part of Jingcheng.
A faint ray of light shone through a not-so-solid window in the wall, leaving dappled patterns on the cardboard boxes stacked into various shapes.
In the stillness, a cardboard box in the corner suddenly moved slightly and then fell silent.
A few seconds later, with a clattering sound, the cardboard box in the corner rolled down, and a blood-covered, hideous figure emerged from the corner.
Shen Qian stared blankly at the narrow space before him. Before he could even think about what had happened, a tearing pain suddenly shot through his mind, causing him to groan involuntarily.
It took Chen Qian, who had been crouching down with his head in his hands, a while to come to his senses. His pupils gradually regained focus, and a sense of disorientation arose, accompanied by an endless feeling of hunger.
"Why am I here? Wasn't I trying to become a quasi-martial artist at the hotel?"
The stench made it hard for Shen Qian to think clearly, and he realized that the first thing he needed to do was take a shower.
Fortunately, although the clothes I was wearing weren't my own, I still had my bank card, ID card, and bracelet, although the bracelet had long since run out of power.
Shen Qian thought for a moment, rummaged through the storage room for a while, found a tattered bed sheet, casually wrapped it around himself, and then left the storage room.
It wasn't until he entered a spacious corridor and faced countless strange looks from people that Shen Qian realized he was in a hospital. After much effort, he finally convinced a driver and got into a taxi.
"Master, what day of the week is it today?" Shen Qian asked.
The driver didn't really want to talk to Shen Qian, but since Shen Qian had already prepaid the fare of one hundred yuan, he quietly replied, "Wednesday."
“Wednesday?” Shen Qian nodded at first, then exclaimed in astonishment, “Impossible, it was already dark before I lost consciousness, that was Wednesday…”
Shen Qian shut his mouth because he saw the time on the taxi's display screen.
April 17th!
How could it be April 17th...?
The driver, who didn't understand what crazy things Shen Qian was saying, didn't respond, while Shen Qian was internally screaming.
I was left AFK for a whole week?
What exactly happened?
Even until I got off the bus and sank, I still couldn't believe it, but I knew it was probably true.
I hurriedly walked into the Tongxinyuan Hotel where I had stayed before, and persuaded the front desk to open a room with double the deposit. Then I ordered a takeout meal of seven dishes and a soup for 200 yuan.
After entering room 209, Shen Qian plugged in his bracelet to charge, then lay down in the bathtub, his mind gradually calming down.
If a week has really passed, then there's no use in him being anxious anymore; the most important thing right now is to figure out what happened.
After his body was almost completely cleaned, Chen Qian brought up the system interface in his mind.
The light flashing on the "AFK record" was brighter than ever before. After entering it with his mind, a row of bookshelves appeared in Shen Qian's mind.
The top two rows of the bookshelf were already filled with folders containing records of the game's crashes before the crash, while on the third row, there were five brand-new folders shimmering with a faint light.
"Strange, wasn't it supposed to be seven days? Why are there only five folders?"
Shen Qian frowned and checked the records. He found that there were no records for the last two days. Then he thought to himself, could it be that he was unconscious in that small room of the hospital for two whole days?
He exhaled a breath of stale air and quickly opened the first folder marked with a "".
"Note: This AFK session has no combat experience or training memory. To save energy, only the text record of the 'Ice Soul Awakening Technique' is left for the host to browse."
Ice Soul Awakening Technique?
Is this the method Huo Ling'er used?
From this detail, Shen Qian keenly realized that perhaps there is more than one way to achieve enlightenment in this world.
“You have taken the clotting agent in your hand (19:37)”
You begin circulating the 'Ice Soul Awakening Technique' before your blood freezes (click to extract the technique's memory) (19:39)
You have successfully opened the first acupoint, the left eye acupoint (19:59).
A capillary in the corner of your left eye burst and 3ml of blood flowed out (20:00)
Upon seeing this, Shen Qian subconsciously touched his left eye and indeed found some faint scars.
He thought for a moment, then clicked to extract the method's memory. A memory containing the incantation quickly filled his consciousness, and he naturally understood the principle behind it.
"I see, no wonder they say enlightenment is a process with nine deaths and one life..."
Suddenly, I realized what was happening.
The human body is naturally full of blockages. These blockages are not blockages in the literal sense, but rather constraints imposed by the body's own physiological structure.
To give a simple example, without special training, most people cannot freely control their ears or toes; this is a manifestation of blockage.
Enlightenment, on the other hand, is about making the body "flow smoothly," thereby awakening dormant potential and raising the upper limit of physical progress.
However, this process is not easy. Forcibly opening the mind is extremely painful, and the slightest carelessness will only bring adverse effects, such as blinding the left eye directly, or causing blood vessels to burst when blood rushes upward, ultimately leading to death from blood loss.
The principle of the "Ice Soul Opening Method" is to make the Qi and blood more gentle and easier to control, but this is not enough, so the "blood clotting agent" is needed to balance it.
Otherwise, if the blood vessel in the corner of Shenqian's left eye had burst, it wouldn't have only left a little bit of blood.
Before being under the control of the system, one is devoid of emotions and is not affected by pain, which is why enlightenment is so smooth.
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