Jiang Hui doesn't like working in the study. She treats it more as a special warehouse for visiting books, so most of the room of more than ten square meters is filled with shelves for visiting books.
There was only a small table placed by the window for her to read. Now it was also dark outside the window of this room, with no other scene.
But Jiang Hui didn't notice these things, but - how come all the books she collected in the room disappeared? !
All nine bookcases, big and small, in the room have been emptied. Now the room is completely bare and cleaner than when it was new - after all, there might have been an instruction manual left on it when it was new.
Jiang Hui's mind went blank. Where was her book
Even though she saw it with her own eyes, she still couldn't believe it. She walked carefully to the bookshelf and looked at it carefully for a while. Finally, she confirmed that all the books in the room were gone. The only thing left was the calendar hanging next to the window.
Jiang Hui only felt a surge of air rushing straight to his forehead, his entire brain was numb and he couldn't breathe.
It can be said that the shock she felt just now when she found herself back here was not even as great as the shock she felt at this moment.
When she walked out of the study, her steps were almost floating, and as she "floated" back to the hall, Jiang Hui felt as if everything was empty, and she no longer had any sense of faith in her life.
Looking at the mutant computer in the hall, whose page was always stuck on the interstellar test tube, Jiang Hui suddenly had an idea. If she thought about it, would the books come back with a clang? Maybe it was just because she didn't think about it.
Then give it a try.
Unfortunately, it seems to have failed. Jiang Hui thought about it in many ways, whether it was "the books in the library", "the dazzling array of books" or recalling the order and categories of the bookshelves in the past... The computer screen did not respond at all.
Instead, she just thought about the vase that was placed on the table in the study, and that thing suddenly appeared in the study.
This made Jiang Hui more convinced that the books in the room could be found, but perhaps her belief was not strong enough.
So she tried again, but it was still the same in the end. Not to mention the book, even the book cover was not created. This made Jiang very discouraged, as she thought she would be able to get her precious library back soon.
Wait... Maybe the method is wrong. It can't be done all at once. Maybe it will be more useful if we think about it in detail and separately.
Ask her to think about what books she has in her library.
Alas, Jiang Hui was a careless person by nature. She only looked at the results when doing things, and rarely paid attention to the details. For example, when reading books, she would not look for recommendations. She would just pick them randomly. If she liked them, she would buy them and read them. If they were good, she would pick them out and put them away.
But she almost never remembers the titles of books, unless they are books that she has read so many times that she almost wears a patina. Most of the time, she just glances at them and gets a general impression.
So now it was a sad situation. She was asked to pick out one separately - she really couldn't think of one at the moment.
After all, she didn't even remember the titles of the books, so how could she remember the appearance, color, and layout of the books carefully? So now there was a big problem. She could hardly remember the titles of those books, and was not sure. For some of the titles that she was sure of, she could not remember the colors and patterns... Anyway, she suddenly felt that this task was quite difficult.
It was already so difficult to read one book, even if she could do it... She couldn't remember all the books she had! She was really only responsible for reading, and she didn't have the ability to remember everything she saw.
Jiang Hui felt that the raging fire in her heart suddenly became dying and almost extinguished. Then why was she still doing this? It felt like an impossible task.
Finally, she picked and chose and dug out an old book from her memory. To be honest, she didn't expect that the book she had hidden deep in her memory was actually this book. It was really a series of things that you can't imagine without experience.
She repeated the previous "materialization" steps again, and this time the computer responded immediately.
It took a while, and this time it worked. Jiang Hui went back to the study and walked around, and saw a familiar book on the farthest shelf. So it really had to be one book at a time
Jiang Hui took down the brand new book with mixed feelings, because except for the newness of the book, everything else was exactly the same as he remembered.
Strictly speaking, this book was not bought by her herself. It was an enlightenment book bought by her mother when she was a child. It has been with her even longer than this house has existed.
In fact, she didn't like the book very much, but at that time she was poor and even a small book was very rare. She didn't know how many times she had read it over and over again. Every little story and picture in it was clear.
She still remembers the stupid donkey with a devilish expression on the cover, coupled with the several big things in the "Small Events, Big Lessons" next door, which to be honest is not very convincing.
But now it seems quite touching. She looked at the stupid donkey's face and couldn't help flicking it with her index finger. Then she opened the book and planned to appreciate what she hadn't seen for many years... Uh? What the hell is this? !
Jiang Hui was dumbfounded. He looked back more than ten pages in a frenzy, but it was still blank.
Then, still unconvinced, she flipped through the pages like she was reading a comic book, and sure enough, every page was blank. This was a completely blank book—except for the cover.
The girl's face was blank, and her hand holding the book dropped unconsciously. What the hell is this? Could it be...
She rushed out of the living room with the book and came to the mutant computer.
Then she opened the blank title page and stared at it to roughly confirm the layout of the book title. Then the next moment, a line of words really appeared on the page, just as she had thought before.
The computer screen was updated again, and the fourth line appeared.
But this time she didn't try to decipher the line of garbled code, but sat down on the boss chair dejectedly.
So it turns out that it has to be materialized page by page to be restored, otherwise there will be nothing.
Just like this book, she can't come up with anything if she only thinks about the concept of the book, but when she materializes one of the books she remembers, she can do it again, but it is limited to the part she remembers and thinks about. If she doesn't think about it, the content similar to the book will naturally not exist.
What? This is not a space where wishes come true. It’s more like a space of creation, and a rather laborious kind of creation space.
It sounds awesome, but the problem is that this thing is completely useless in Jiang Hui's hands. She didn't even know where she was, why she was here, and how to get out of this strange predicament.
What does she need this thing for? Can she create a new world here and become the creator god again