Zhao Kuang finished all his preparations and came back to his senses from the memory palace. At this time, the coffee cup beside him was empty and full again.
The Memory Palace was a secret technique that was not passed down in medieval Europe. Because printing was not widespread, many books needed to be memorized by the human brain, so the Memory Palace was created.
However, most people thought that the people who controlled the memory palace were monsters, so they burned them to death.
The memory palace was said to have originated from a Greek poet, Simonides. Once, when the poet was reading a lyric poem praising the two great gods, Castor and Polax, he was called out by the great god. At that moment, the banquet hall collapsed, and no guests survived. The corpses were blurred, and it was difficult to identify their relatives.
Simonides identified the bodies one by one according to their seats in the hall. Of course, there were many versions of this story. It was fine as long as everyone knew.
Legend has it that Matteo Ricci brought it into China.
Matteo Ricci's identity was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He was the head of the first generation of China's dark underground forces and was secretly supported by the European royal family.
Even so, his arrival brought a completely different Western logic to China.
For example, the memory palace.
This method was based on this principle: We are very good at remembering places we know.
The memory palace was a metaphor for any place that we were familiar with and could easily recall.
Basically, he was an enhanced version of the Roman room law.
The Roman room method was invented by the ancient Roman people.
At that time, in order to memorize a large amount of information, the ancient Roman people began to use this method.
At that time, there was no paper or pen. If one wanted to remember a lot of facts, they had to use locations to remember information. The Roman people began to notice various locations in their rooms and then used these locations and information to associate memories.
The Memory Palace was like a series of Roman rooms, or rather, a parallel connection.
It was a more profound and complicated memory technique, and Zhao Kuang was using this memory technique to sort out his entire plan.
Zhao Kuang, who had just returned from the virtual world, was a little unhappy because he realized that the coffee in front of his table had been filled up for the sixth time.
Zhao Kuang drank the best coffee in the world. Because of this, there was a limit to his intake.
If one drank too little, they would not be able to raise their spirit. If they drank too much, they would become addicted and cause harm to their bodies.
He was drinking freshly ground coffee from the country of Wei Ma.
It was one of the most famous coffee varieties in the coffee industry in Guama.
Because only there was such a unique environment. The fertile volcanic soil created a world-famous taste. It was soft, fragrant and rich with tropical fruits. It was perfectly coordinated, and with a hint of smoke, it emphasized its ancient and mysterious taste.
Zhao Kuang loved this kind of smoky smell the most. This kind of smell that was filled with the death of a volcano was a kind of smell that could not be sought after.
In this world, some men were infatuated with women, some men were infatuated with speed and passion, and some even liked the unique smell of lolis. However, Zhao Kuang was infatuated with the smell of danger.
It was a feeling of trepidation. This feeling could stimulate one's potential and hormones to the greatest extent.
Death was obsessed with the smell of death because he was about to get his beloved toy.
Zhao Kuang was obsessed with the smell of danger because he loved life.
Treat every day as the last day, and everyone's life would burst out with the most exciting heat.
This was just the moment he saw the coffee cup, and his thoughts jumped.
The transition was a term in quantum mechanics. It was a kind of motion gauge for microscopic objects.
In a very artistic way, it was a stream of consciousness.
Back to the coffee.
Many coffee experts have commented that Guamese coffee is the best coffee in all of Central and South America.
It was located in Central America, in the country of Guama, southeast of Mexico. It had many famous high-quality coffee growing areas.
Most of the coffee produced in the high-altitude areas of Guama was washed with water and had good fruit acid and complexity.
Zhao Kuang had strict requirements for his daily coffee intake, so he could only drink five cups a day.
Black Mamba should know this.
How could he make such a low-level mistake today?
The clinical trial proved that drinking more than five cups of coffee (about 150cc per cup) a day could easily lead to addiction and endanger one's health.
And 10 grams of coffee was the dividing line between death and life.
Zhao Kuang was shocked. He realized that the breathing and footsteps behind him were completely unfamiliar to him.
It was not the Black Mamba who had been waiting behind him.
Coupled with the association of coffee intake, he instantly understood what was going on.
Food assassination.
Assassination was not a new term, but food assassination was a cost-effective assassination method developed by the underground forces in recent years.
Its operation method was simple and easy, and it was silent. It killed people in a calm manner.
Zhao Kuang slowly reached out his right hand and raised the cup to his lips. The next moment, he raised his head and drank the entire cup.
The figure behind him smiled smugly.
Not long after, Zhao Kuang shook his head, closed his eyes, and collapsed on the desk.
Footsteps came closer and closer. A hand caressed Zhao Kuang's thick black hair, and he said softly,"Stupid pig, long time no see."
It was the voice of a young French woman.
Then, there was only one thing that could happen next. Time ticked away like life.
P.S. Yesterday, my child was sick and had a fever. I didn't complete the planned update. I'm very sorry to everyone.
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Although some big shots had said that a more exciting story required a bigger imagination, there were times when one couldn't allocate enough energy, which really drove one crazy.
He had to allocate his time well in the next few days and was currently working on a schedule.
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