Palace of Thought!
Qin Shi's eyes unfocused, as if lost in thought, entering a state of unconscious returning to void and entering chaos.
Previously, the loaded scenes in the consciousness space were limited, sometimes even resulting in computational deficiencies, causing passers-by to appear pixelated.
But now, the constructed consciousness space seemed like a true world several feet square.
Qin Shi attempted to project Lin Yunqing, Old Liang, Cheng Ze, and a dozen others.
Each person appeared vivid and lifelike, even their expressions were incredibly animated.
"From re-skinned page games to AAA titles."
Qin Shi poked Lin Yunqing's cheek with his finger.
Oh, it actually felt soft.
Pinching her cheek, it was indeed tender and fair.
"The detail is absurd. Anything I've ever experienced seems to be replicable."
A sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and he slapped Lin Yunqing's "model" away.
