Fang Xiu's empty new home has a little ghost girl named Chen Jin. She usually doesn't talk when she can. If you talk too much and make her unhappy, she will disappear in front of you and won't let you see her. Every morning at eight o'clock, she will turn on her precious radio that can receive the radio signal from another world on time, and sit on the sofa in the hall with it in her arms. The big radio presses down her red skirt, which doesn't match her small and thin figure at all. She will turn up the volume to the maximum, shocking Fang Xiu down from upstairs. The sound of the radio is chattering, like a devil's sound filling his ears, and it's useless to cover his ears. This power is more powerful than any alarm clock Fang Xiu set before. Fang Xiu's free and lazy days in recent times are over. After all, there is one more person in the family? Fang Xiu's lazy attitude towards life has also changed a lot, and he unexpectedly feels full of energy. The radio of the other world can receive more than just the sound of the fishman. As long as you tune in, you can also receive many programs about food, music, celebrity anecdotes and horror stories from other worlds. However, Fang Xiu's favorite is the alchemy teaching program at 8 o'clock in the morning, because it is the only radio program that can contact and learn extraordinary knowledge. "It's started! It's started. Today, Master Horace will focus on explaining the important points of meditation!" Fang Xiu ran down early in the morning and saw Chen Jin holding the radio and listening to the radio. Her beautiful blue eyes looked a little mechanical and dull, and she sat there motionless, like a real puppet or a ceramic doll. Chen Jin didn't pay any attention to Fang Xiu. She was a person who lived in her own world. If you didn't interfere with her or talk to her, she would be immersed in her own fantasy. Because Fang Xiu made her angry yesterday, it seemed that it was because Fang Xiu kept calling her a little ghost girl, so today she didn't even translate the alchemy teaching program at 8 o'clock in the morning for Fang Xiu. No matter what Fang Xiu said, she pretended not to see Fang Xiu. Fang Xiu immediately took out a furniture supermarket magazine that he had planned to buy. It was a thick magazine that listed the main products of a large furniture supermarket nearby. He opened it and placed it in front of Chen Jin: "Little... Chen Jin, if you translate it for me, I will buy whatever you want to buy and decorate your house." Chen Jin could not leave Fang Xiu's house. She could not even leave the basement for a long time, otherwise she would gradually become weaker, so her house was the basement. Chen Jin raised her head and saw the thick magazine flipping quickly as if it was blown by the wind. "Hua La La!" The pages flipped and stopped at a certain page in the middle. At this moment, Chen Jin's eyes were slightly rippled. It was a mirror full of retro style and hollow patterns, but it did not stop for long before it flipped back and stopped at the next page. The furniture of the same retro style is a complete set, including a large bed that looks elegant, an old-fashioned solid wood bookshelf, a sofa with a dark golden mahogany bottom, and a rattan chair. After Chen Jin pointed at this page, he stopped talking and lowered his head. "Oh my god, you have a sharp eye! This set is not cheap!" Fang Xiu looked at the price above, which added up to tens of thousands of yuan. Although he said so, in order to learn extraordinary power, Fang Xiu still decided to buy it reluctantly. Chen Jin finally began to translate the content of the broadcast. Fang Xiu was different from yesterday. Yesterday, Fang Xiu took a notebook to copy down these contents, but after copying them, Fang Xiu felt stupid. Can't it be recorded directly? So Fang Xiu turned on the recorder on his mobile phone as soon as possible today, and he no longer had to spend half an hour copying them. It was really wonderful. Today's explanation is indeed about the details of meditation, and the focus is on the Dream Crystal Meditation mentioned the day before yesterday. However, after Fang Xiu finished listening, he turned on his phone and prepared to listen to the details again to make sure that there would be no mistakes when he was meditating. However, he found that his phone was blank and there was no sound. No matter how he dragged the progress bar or fast-forwarded, it was useless. "What's going on?" Fang Xiu was dumbfounded. He had clearly turned on his phone to record, so how could there be no sound? Not only was there no sound of Chen Jin's translation, there was not even the sound of the radio. "This sound is not transmitted through the air, but directly acts on the brain. Whether it is Chen Jin's voice or the sound of the radio, the way they transmit sound is a kind of power that I cannot understand." Fang Xiu once again remembered the vague guess he had before, and now it was truly confirmed. At this time, Chen Jin glanced at Fang Xiu and saw that the notebook and pen that Fang Xiu had thrown on the table beside him flew up and quickly copied in front of Chen Jin. The speed was very fast. Chen Jin didn't move at all. She kept opening the notebook and writing the details of the meditation technique on it. Before long, she had filled many pages. Unlike Fang Xiu who only wrote down the key points before, she even copied down every word. "Amazing! You have the best brain!" Fang Xiu didn't expect that she could write it all down. Although she used traditional Chinese characters, it was not difficult for Fang Xiu to read. "Don't worry, I will buy the things you want for you tomorrow!" Fang Xiu took the notebook excitedly and decided to organize it. Then he began to try his first meditation. Fang Xiu would be able to see whether this extraordinary meditation technique worked in this world without magic at night. After listening to the radio, Chen Jin returned to the basement downstairs with her precious radio, which she never left behind. Fang Xiu felt that he should organize the basement and at least install a TV or something to make it more lively. —————- Burning incense, calming down, bathing, meditating... Fang Xiu sat cross-legged on the bed, the sandalwood in front of him rose up, and he was still wearing the same T-shirt that said "I want to cultivate immortality". It was obviously a meditation technique from a strange and fantastic world, but under Fang Xiu's guidance, it was somehow filled with the flavor of cultivating immortality. To learn meditation, according to the details recorded by Fang Xiu, several conditions must be met. First, the innate mental power scale value must exceed 0.5 scales. Second, this world must have a magic net, and third, it must have the correct way to guide mental power, that is, meditation. Fang Xiu was not too worried about the first and third points. After all, he was also a time and space ruler, and his mental power scale value must be not low. He also mastered a fantasy dream crystal meditation technique. But the second point, this world must have a magic net, Fang Xiu felt a little bad, he felt that his world, should, may, probably, there is no magic net, otherwise how can it be called a magic-free world? "Let's try it first." Fang Xiu closed his eyes. He had just finished bathing and felt relaxed and refreshed. He smelled the pure aroma of incense and gathered his wandering thoughts. He guided his thoughts in his mind and began to build a spiritual world and entity. A colorful and dreamy crystal was constantly constructed under Fang Xiu's thinking consciousness, and it solidified bit by bit. Meditation was to gather all of Fang Xiu's mental power, concentrate it together, and break through the magic net. However, at this moment, no matter what Fang Xiu did, he could not feel the existence of the so-called magic net. His mind seemed to be wandering in a fantasy land and could not find a home. In a daze, Fang Xiu entered a strange state. He was awake, but seemed to be asleep. Fang Xiu felt that his conscious thinking world suddenly burst into a white light, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated his entire mind and soul. "Tick!" At this time, a huge silver clock that filled the whole world fell from the sky. Fang Xiu failed to connect to the magic net and his meditation failed, but he did not expect that he would enter the clock space again by accident. This time Fang Xiu did not die, and time did not go back. He took the initiative to enter this clock space.