Chapter 329: Chapter 329: Itâs Not That It Doesnât Want To, Itâs That I Donât Want To
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Although Xiang Kun was unable to eat, when he started cooking, he would often taste the dishes to determine their flavors for adjustments. Therefore, his sense of taste, although not as evolved as his specifically trained and guided senses such as vision, smell, and hearing, was still much more delicate than that of ordinary people. Combined with a more powerful sensory information processing capability of his brain, even when eating the same food, he was usually able to taste more, deeper layers of flavor than others.
However, this piece of Napoleon cake âco-manifestedâ by Old Xia gave him a very familiar taste. freewŃbnoÎœel.com
He knew very clearly why this taste was familiar, not because he had tasted it before, but because â in Old Xiaâs dream, he had experienced the taste of this cake through Old Xiaâs perceptions.
This completely identical taste perception made him realize something was wrong.
After he chewed and swallowed the cake, it disappeared as soon as it entered his esophagus. Apparently, the Napoleon cake that Old Xia âco-manifestedâ now had the function of being âeatenâ.
Xiang Kun asked Old Xia to âco-manifestâ a Crispy Pigâs Elbow, and then tasted it carefully.
He could feel that when Old Xia was âco-manifestingâ now, the âsuper-connected objectsâ connected with him and drawing on his abilities had increased from nine to ten. In addition to the nine coins, the crystal bead had also been added.
Xiang Kun quickly gnawed the pig elbow clean, leaving only a bone, and then the bone disappeared in his hand.
Xiang Kun hadnât tasted Napoleon cake for a long time, even if he remembered what he had tasted before, it might not be the same as what Old Xia co-manifested. But the pigâs elbow that Old Xia co-manifests, is clearly what he made. So the taste of this pigâs elbow in reality wouldnât be too different even if it was different, and he had perceived the taste of the pigâs elbow in Old Xiaâs dream.
And now, the Crispy Pigâs Elbow that Old Xia âco-manifestedâ, tasted by Xiang Kun, had the same taste perception as Old Xia had experienced in the dream.
If he hadnât perceived Old Xia eating these foods in the dream, and only tasted them in reality, he couldnât make a complete judgment yet, he could only feel that the taste details were a bit diminished, a bit âdistortedâ.
But now, in comparison, he can be sure that the perception others gain from tasting the food âco-manifestedâ by Old Xia is the same as Old Xiaâs.
This pattern reminded Xiang Kun of his âProjection Co-manifestationâ ability â letting others see what he saw.
So, is this indeed an extension of the âProjection Co-manifestationâ ability, a mental influence and illusion manufacturing ability?
Xiang Kun didnât think it was that simple, he always thought that Old Xiaâs âIllusion Co-manifestationâ ability was not just a simple illusion, he knew this intuition was his sixth sense giving him a âhintâ.
So after âfinishingâ that Crispy Pigâs Elbow, Xiang Kun asked Old Xia to continue co-manifesting. This time, what co-manifested was the ice cream that the Little Fatty Girl had given her in the dreamland.
Xiang Kun didnât take it, but let Old Xia hold it. He entered a âSuper Sensory Stateâ and perceived the cognitive information of the ice cream âco-manifestedâ by Old Xia in this world of pure sixth sense information.
In the âSuper Sensory Stateâ, he kept perceiving the ice cream until more than five minutes later, when the cognitive information of the ice cream completely disappeared, he then exited the âSuper Sensory Stateâ.
âHow is it?â Xia Libing asked Xiang Kun, who had just opened his eyes again.
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Even though it was a deep night of winter, she could see fine beads of sweat on her forehead, apparently maintaining that âco-manifestationâ of the ice cream for more than five minutes had placed a significant strain on her.
Xiang Kun played with his phone, and pondered, âIn âSuper Sensory stateâ, the cognitive information of that ice cream was very different from that of a regular ice cream. Itâs difficult to describe exactly how. I will get a real ice cream and chocolate, as well as other food you can âco-manifestâ for a detailed comparison laterâŠin short, itâs neither completely real nor completely illusory, very special indeed. By the way, co-manifest that chicken wing again, I want to taste what it tastes like.â
Xia Libing nodded and stared at the table for a while, but the chicken wing did not appear.
Half a minute later, Xiang Kun asked, âAre you too tired? Want to rest for a while?â
Xia Libing shook her head, wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, then stared at the phone in his hand, asking, âAre you recording a video?â
Xiang Kunâs hand, which was playing with his phone, stopped, and he turned the screen to her. Indeed, it was recording.
âHowâd you know? Did you guess I was recording because you couldnât âco-manifestâ?â asked Xiang Kun.
Xia Libing thought for a moment and said, âI noticed it when you were fiddling with your phone, and I was a little suspicious. After being unable to âco-manifestâ, I was even more certain.â
Xiang Kun nodded thoughtfully and said, âCan you âco-manifestâ something with your eyes closed?â
âI can,â Xia Libing said.
âThen try it out. âEnvisionâ anything, doesnât matter what it is,â Xiang Kun said, âI wonât be recording this time.â
However, after Xia Libing closed her eyes, nothing materialized on the table between them.
She re-opened her eyes and looked over at the phone in Xiang Kunâs hands. He immediately turned the screen around to show her. No recording was in progress.
âCouldnât co-manifest,â Xia Libing shook her head.
Xiang Kun asked, âWhen you closed your eyes, did you think I might try to sneak a recording?â
Xia Libing said, âI canât be sure, but I had suspicions.â She paused slightly and asked, âDo you think the reason I canât âco-manifestâ is not because electronic devices are recording, but because âI believe electronic devices will be recordingâ?â
Xiang Kun secretly praised Old Xiaâs sharp reaction, nodding and saying, âYes, in my experiments, the objects âco-manifestedâ can be seen on the phone screen via the camera. It only disappears when I am about to press the record button, be it for photos or video. The same goes for screenshot keys or automatic recording. Itâs as if it âknowsâ Iâm about to capture it and just âdisappearsâ.â
âBut a mobile phone camera is not like a traditional cameraâs viewfinder. If I can see it on the screen, that means the lens is already projecting its optical image to the sensor, which then turns the electrical signal into a digital one, processed by the phoneâs processor into the image we see on the screen. Strictly speaking, it has already been âcapturedâ, but it just hasnât been saved.â
âSo by this point, it wouldnât be able to react to the phone taking a photo, the only things it can react to are my actions and intentions.â
âSo I started to think, maybe itâs not that the things we âco-manifestâ donât want to be captured, but itâs our subconscious that doesnât want it to be captured.â
After hearing Xiang Kunâs analysis, Xia Libing slightly squinted her eyes and nodded approvingly, âMakes sense.â
âI should have snuck a recording with your eyes closed first. I underestimated your observation skills. Now that you have a suspicion, it would be pretty hard to âco-manifestâ. Letâs save this experiment for next time,â said Xiang Kun, as he stood up, âItâs getting late and you must be tired, you should rest. Iâll come find you tomorrow.â
No sooner had he finished speaking, Xia Libing started yawning.
Through Xia Libingâs various bodily signals, he could accurately judge her exhaustion, especially after she had repeatedly âco-manifestedâ so many times.
Just as Xiang Kun was about to leave, Xia Libing stopped him with a question, âAre there more âemotionally infused objectsâ like the eight-armed, eight-eyed wood carving?â
âYou mean an âemotion-infused objectâ based on fear? Thereâs only that one for now,â Xiang Kun replied.
âThen bring that woodcarving to me next time, or make another one similar to it,â Xia Libing said.
âYouâre interested in that woodcarving?â Xiang Kun asked in surprise.
Xia Libing said, âI canât guide the calligraphy and doodles you gave me into my dreams. I suspect it might be because I canât resonate with the emotions on them. The chopsticks are a fundamental part of the dream, I canât feel them in there. So, I want to try the kind of emotions found on the Eight-armed, Eight-eyed Wood Carving. The things I can co-manifest in my dreams should have a big relationship with the type of emotion.â
After thinking for a while, Xiang Kun said, âThen Iâll give you more âemotion-infused itemsâ of the appetite type next time. For fear-based ones, even if you can feel them, that sort of feeling⊠isnât very pleasant.â
However, Xia Libing shook her head, âItâs okay, I can control it.â
Xiang Kun, after hesitating a moment, agreed: âAlright.â Anyway, if old Xia would dream because of the influence of the âemotion-infused itemsâ, he would be watching her experiences in real-time. If he felt something was wrong, he could immediately cut off the dream, allowing old Xia to pull out, which could be considered a safety precaution.
After leaving the apartment complex where old Xia rented a place, Xiang Kun hailed a car, returning to the hospital.
In the car, he was working on hypothesizing the principles of the ability âIllusion Realityâ that old Xia had developed based on his own guesses when he received a WeChat message from Yang Zhen Er.
Yang Zhen Er: âBrother Xiang Chef, where are you?â
Xiang Kun: âJust came out from your sisterâs house. Whatâs up?â
Yang Zhen Er sent a question mark face: âYou stayed at Old Xiaâs till this late?â
Xiang Kun: âI made her supper.â
Yang Zhen Er sent a surprised face: âYou delivered supper to her last night, cooked lunch for her today, and made supper again! My God, Brother Xiang Chef, youâve practically become Old Xiaâs personal chef!â
Xiang Kun replied with a helpless shrug emoticon: âWho made me win the game against her? I won five meals from her, but I had to make them myselfâŠâ saying that, he briefly updated her about the coin toss bet he had with Old Xia in the cafĂ© two nights ago.
âGoodness! Old Xia is actually so crafty?!â Yang Zhen Er sent a scared face.
âAfter all, she does have your Yang Family genes. By the way, how did you know that I cooked lunch for Old Xia today?â Xiang Kun asked curiously.
But Yang Zhen Er straightforwardly answered his question: âOld Xiaâs aunt called me tonight. Guess why? This is her first time calling me!â
Having linked Yang Zhen Erâs previous words, Xiang Kun instantly figured out the reason and sent a wide-eyed emoji: âCould it be, she contacted you to inquire about me?â
Yang Zhen Er sent a side-eye smile emoji: âPretty smart, Bro Xiang.â
And then she messaged again: âOld Xiaâs aunt seems to think that youâre pursuing Old Xia, and that Old Xia also seems quite interested in you, so she wanted to ask me about your character, personality and such.â
Xiang Kun: âAunt misunderstood.â
Yang Zhen Er: âItâs understandable. Our Old Xia has never been in a relationship, and suddenly thereâs a man who can cook for her at her house, even delivering supper in the middle of the night, her family would naturally think in that direction.â
Xiang Kun: âThen what should I do?â
Yang Zhen Er: âOld Xia always has a mind of her own. Let her handle Aunt and Uncle, itâs fine. Also, Iâve told her aunt that you and Old Xia are both bookworms. When you guys are together, youâre researching cosmic mysteries and scientific truths, no need to worry.â
Xiang Kun sent a nodding figurine: âIndeed.â
Yang Zhen Er: âHey, Brother Xiang Chef, how long do you plan to stay at home? How about Nana and I come over to hang with you in a few days?â
âIâll be heading back the day after tomorrow. If you want to come over, letâs arrange it when Iâve dealt with the things in Tongshi Town.â Xiang replied, for in three days his Blood-drinking Period would start. Considering the current situation, heâd most likely go back to consume blood and then make preparations for a few things.
âOh oh, then we can talk once youâre back. Are you going home now?â
âGoing to the hospital.â
âHospital?â
âMy dad had a fall today. Itâs not serious, but he needs to be hospitalized for observation for a few days.â Xiang explained briefly about what happened during the day.
After ending her WeChat conversation with Xiang Kun, Yang Zhen Er, sitting on the sofa, clicked on Old Xiaâs avatar and sent a video call request.
A moment later, the video connected. The screen on the other side was dark, and Xia Libing could vaguely be seen lying in bed with her hair loose: âWhatâs up?â
Yang Zhen Er asked, surprised: âYouâre going to bed already?â
âIs there anything unusual about going to bed now?â Old Xia retorted.
âDidnât Brother Xiang Chef just finish making supper for you?â Yang Zhen Er asked: âGoing to sleep right after dinner?â
âI finished supper quite a while ago.â Xia Libing said drowsily: âIâm going to sleep.â
âHold on a second! Your aunt called me tonight to ask about Xiang Kun! When she was about to close the video call, Yang Zhen Er hastily said.
âOh, I see. Iâll explain to her later, goodnight.â Xia Libing ended the video call right after saying that.
Playing with her cellphone in one hand and stroking her chin with the other, Yang Zhen Er, contemplating their reactions, muttered to herself: âIt seems like thereâs really no problem.â