"But there’s one thing to keep in mind—you must focus your thoughts on the memory you want to read."
"Otherwise..." Mu Jing chuckled slyly, "you might end up reading something you weren’t supposed to."
Little Xun Bao had lived an upright and honest life... Qiao Sang didn’t take it seriously, laughing, "Just go ahead and read it; it knows how to handle this."
"Xun Xun!"
Before Mu Jing could reply, Little Xun Bao raised its paw, signaling, "Hold on."
"What’s wrong?" Qiao Sang asked.
"Xun Xun..." Little Xun Bao squeaked, indicating some time had passed, and it needed to recollect its thoughts.
Qiao Sang heard this and didn’t suspect anything, her expression instantly turning serious: "Then think about it quickly."
Memory reading generally occurs in three stages.
The first stage involves directly accessing memories, which can potentially result in severe brain damage or conditions like cerebral palsy.
The second stage allows reading from memories the target is currently recalling, projecting them visually for observation.
The third stage accesses all images that have ever appeared in the target’s mind, including imagined ones, and projects them visually.
A Completion-level memory reading could barely reach the third stage. Little Xun Bao’s imagination had always been vivid, and Qiao Sang certainly didn’t want its thoughts to muddle the visualization of the evolution scenes.
"Xun Xun..."
Little Xun Bao closed its eyes and began earnestly recollecting.
Evolution scenes, evolution scenes...
After about half a minute, Little Xun Bao opened its eyes and nodded solemnly, indicating that it had remembered.
Seeing this, Qiao Sang felt relieved and nodded at Mu Jing:
"You can start now."
"Do you need me to step out?" Mu Jing asked considerately.
Memory reading is an extremely private matter; most people don’t like unrelated strangers being present to witness it.
"No need," Qiao Sang responded.
Little Xun Bao’s next evolution wasn’t something that couldn’t be shown. Besides, neither she nor Little Xun Bao would explain the meaning behind the background scene—who would know what it represented?
Mu Jing didn’t say more and looked at the Night Recorder Spirit, "Go ahead."
"Xun Xun!"
Little Xun Bao glanced at the Night Recorder Spirit, wearing a "bring it on" expression.
Without another word, the Night Recorder Spirit floated into Little Xun Bao’s mind.
Instantly, an image materialized above Little Xun Bao’s head.
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