Chapter 397: Chapter 347: Speculation and Connection (Double-Length Chapter) (Part 3)

One had to know, the Wizards he could recognize were only a tiny, negligible fraction among the nearly two million fallen Wizards.

What did that imply?

It implied that the number of individuals in this world, constructed using fallen Wizards as "prototypes" and scattered in every corner, might be unimaginably huge!

Second, the realism of these "acquaintances" far exceeded that of his "parents."

Whether it was Kevin’s hooligan style, the elite demeanor of the chief scientist, the sunny kindness of the PE teacher, or Viola’s bone-deep vicious personality, they all displayed extremely vivid yet self-consistent personality traits and independent life trajectories.

Unlike his "parents," who carried a templated stiffness full of flaws, they were instead filled with the complexity and sense of reality that belonged to "people." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Third, the vast amount of independent cultural products in this world.

Movies, games, artistic styles, social news...

All these Elements that formed the world’s background exceeded his personal knowledge base.

Yet they were logically self-consistent, forming a complete and realistic civilizational system.

If the one behind the scenes had constructed such a vast and realistic Otherworld culture solely for him, the cost would be beyond comprehension.

Stringing these clues together, a bold guess that made his heart race gradually became clear in Jeming’s mind:

Could it be... this so-called "false world" wasn’t a cage prepared just for him alone?

But instead simultaneously housed all two million fallen Wizards?

Each of them might be just like he was at the beginning, implanted with different identities and false memories, scattered in every corner of this world.

Like droplets merging into the sea, together forming a part of this "reality"?

If that was the case, then many contradictions could be explained.

Those real pieces of knowledge might come from the contributions of other fallen Wizards.

Those vivid "acquaintances" were the extension of their own lives under false identities.

That massive cultural background was generated by the Plane rules integrating all the cognitive material from the fallen ones!

"An ultra-giant stage that houses at least two million ’actors’?" Jeming increasingly felt that this conjecture of his was closer to the truth.

More importantly, in this way, it could also explain part of the reason why the Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier had failed.

The other side truly didn’t need to break through the protection of the Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier; they only needed to arrange the entire Plane into the corresponding shape.

Just like "Truman’s World," when the entire world was a deliberately arranged real world, even the Profound Gang Red Dust Barrier would be unable to function.

"But it still doesn’t explain how those false memories were generated..."

Jeming shook his head, temporarily putting this question aside, and shifted more of his attention back to the previous issue.

If he wanted to verify this conjecture, the key was to confirm whether there were other "real people" around him—those who, like him, came from the Wizard World but were temporarily shrouded in ignorance.

His gaze involuntarily turned toward the "Viola" he had met today.

His intuition told him that the probability of this senior sister being a "real person" was extremely high.

...After all, perverts like her—gifted, and taking others’ Pain as a source of pleasure—were really rare.

Jeming asked himself honestly: even if he racked his brains to Fabricate it, he probably wouldn’t be able to come up with lines like "it’ll hurt more if you don’t say it" and "serves you right."

That bone-deep viciousness and razor-sharp insight into the human heart felt much more like Viola’s true self on full display.

"Judging by the timing, if Senior Sister was among the first wave of support forces to fall in here, the timeframe matches." Jeming recalled the Expeditionary Army’s timeline.

Viola had also said before that she was chosen as an Elite Combat Unit and dispatched to support this bizarre Plane, which was perfectly reasonable.

Testing someone familiar was undoubtedly easier for discerning truth from falsehood than searching for strangers, and it was also more likely to yield useful information.

"It’s decided. My next goal is to confirm Senior Sister Viola’s real status."

With his next course of action clarified, the haze that had been lingering in Jeming’s heart dissipated somewhat.

He lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and once again sank his mind into his Dantian.

Under the continuous and relentless "self-adaptive" effect of the Body Refining Technique, the mobilization of Spiritual Power seemed to have improved slightly in efficiency.

The estimated time to successfully connect to the inner space of his body shortened once again.

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The faint morning sunlight seeped through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, narrow patch of light on the floor.

Jeming slowly opened his eyes; bloodshot lines from staying up all night filled his eye whites, and dark shadows of fatigue were obvious around his eye sockets.

However, in stark contrast to this haggard appearance were the uncontrollable gleam of excitement in his eyes and the faint, relieved curve at the corner of his lips.

He’d succeeded!

After an entire night of sleepless, fully focused, and painstaking guidance, that wisp of Spiritual Power—fine as gossamer yet sluggish as lead—had finally, at dawn, barely touched the invisible barrier at the entrance to his inner space!

Jeming could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he’d gotten lucky.

If "meditation" were regarded in the Cultivation Immortality System as a "Realm" dependent purely on Spiritual Power "Level" rather than something tied to state of mind and comprehension...

Then with his current Spiritual intensity suppressed to that of an ordinary person, there would’ve been no way for him to perform Introspection on his Dantian and complete such delicate operations.

His own Spiritual Power was originally the product of Essence, Qi, and Spirit fused with Spiritual Qi, naturally carrying the imprint of his will.