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Chapter 48 Cultural and Creative Space
"My room...what happened?" When Liu Xu opened his eyes, he saw his room in a mess.

In fact, the situation of the room at this time cannot be described by the word mess, it seems to be more appropriate to use the garbage dump.Because almost everything in the room had turned into garbage, Liu Xu's bed had turned into broken pieces of wood all over the floor.

Liu Xu's closet was also falling apart, and the clothes in it were all over the floor. What made Liu Xu's eyes tear apart the most was that his computer was cut in half, and electric sparks could be seen flickering from time to time inside. one time.

"What happened last night?" Liu Xu rubbed his temples, trying hard to recall his memories.

I still remember that after the severe pain started last night, I rolled on the ground in pain, and then I seemed to see Guan Yu and Cao Cao appearing, and at the same time, a black figure blocked each other, Liu Xu couldn't remember what happened after that.

Because of the severe pain and exhaustion of the body, Liu Xu's consciousness became like a candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time, so what happened in the unexpected world would never come again.

Thinking of this, Liu Xu hurriedly felt the sensations of his body, and found that his body was unexpectedly quite good at this time, not to mention feeling unprecedentedly good, and his strength had even improved a lot.

Liu Xu originally just wanted to sit up from the ground, but with a slight effort in his legs, he actually stood up in a carp-like way. This was something that Liu Xu's physique before him absolutely couldn't do.

"Could it be that the author's language has made a breakthrough and can also strengthen his physique? I haven't seen such a description in related books before!" Liu Xu muttered with some doubts in his heart.

Liu Xu knew that he had successfully broken through, because the moment he woke up, he felt the little seedling.

From the point of view of spiritual perception, this is a fairly ordinary seedling, and a small, tender bean sprout is drilled out of the seed tenaciously.

But at this time, it can't be described by the center of the eyebrows. Although the position is still at the position of the center of the eyebrows, it is no longer a small point between the eyes, but has become a point that can be perceived by mental power. to the space.

Although this space is the same size as the seedling, the height of the space is what the seedling sprouts touch, and the width of the space is what the seedling bends. The entire space is supported by the seedlings.

For this suddenly extra space, the relevant books have introduced it very clearly.This is a space that every contracted author will open up after breaking through the genre of writing and entering the budding stage of writing.

According to the description in the book, although it feels like this space exists at the position between the eyebrows, it is actually a small dimensional space opened up with the power of the world, but the connecting point is just at the position between the eyebrows.

Such a small dimensional space will be bound to the author himself, and all the reading power possessed by the author will also be stored in this space.

At the same time, according to the description in the book, as the author becomes stronger and stronger in the future and Wen Ya continues to develop, this space will become larger and larger, and eventually even the author himself will be able to enter this space, so this is actually a A real dimensional space, not some illusory spiritual space.

"Wait, I remember that according to the book, the author can completely control the control of this space. He can even send real objects into the space and then take them out again. It's as convenient as a pocket!" Liu Xu thought of the description in the book, and couldn't help being a little curious.

So his hand touched a piece of clothing that had been knocked down on the ground, and he tried to use his thoughts to send the clothing into the space, and then his fingers felt like they were being shocked with electricity.

Apparently, the clothes were too big to send in.

Liu Xu found another enamel cup, but he still couldn't send it in.

Finally, Liu Xu found a memory stick scattered from the computer, and put it into the space smoothly, but this memory stick quickly occupied a huge part of the space.

However, it is worth mentioning that although it is said that Wen Miao supports the entire space, there is no influence between the memory stick and Wen Miao, and the two sides are directly overlapped together in the space.

"That is to say, Wen Miao is still composed of the power of reading the text. It is a spiritual and energy existence, not a formally existing object, at least it cannot show a real body!" Liu Xu pondered thoughtfully.

Then the memory stick returned to the hand, and it seemed no different from when it was in just now.

"You're finally awake!" Suddenly, a faint voice said, startling Liu Xu, and then Liu Xu saw the head curator whose face was as dark as Bao Gong's, who appeared in the room at some point, dying staring at himself.

"Curator, why did you want to kill me?" Liu Xu was frightened first, and then thought of the pain he had suffered nearly a hundred times because of the methods of the curator, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and asked the curator .

"I'm hurting you?" The curator showed an extremely bitter and depressed expression on his face, "You just put a whole memory stick into your cultural and creative space, you don't take it for granted, do you?"

"Ah..." Liu Xu blinked, isn't this a matter of course?

"I really want to ask how your teacher became a teacher and what he taught you!" the curator said cursingly, and more than ten kilometers away, there was a teacher Luo who was teaching students with a pair of dark circles. , I couldn't help but yawned.

"Go and ask your teacher, when his cultural and creative space was just born, could he put a peanut in it!" the curator said angrily.

"Um... Could it be that this cultural and creative space of mine is boring?" Liu Xu was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively.

"Nonsense, curator, my cultural and creative space was only able to fit two peanuts back then! And this achievement is enough to cause a sensation in the entire Academy of Arts!" said the curator proudly.

(End of this chapter)