After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Lin Ze didn't rush to start.

He dissected the Borrowing Domain Technique three times from beginning to end, and he understood the function of every rune and every node perfectly.

They then selected the basic stable runes from the demiplane general knowledge, modified their parameters to adapt to the dream world's illusory space, and only dared to take action after confirming that there were no major problems.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ze sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes.

Consciousness sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At first, his sea of ​​consciousness was only a small area of ​​spiritual light. As his spiritual power grew stronger, his sea of ​​consciousness expanded, and outside was a hazy, boundless void.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

In the hazy void, a yellowish-brown earth solidified beneath my feet, extending in all directions.

The sky overhead was a pale blue, with a few white clouds drifting by.

In the distance, a continuous mountain range rises, with groves of forest growing at its foot, and even a small river meandering through it.

With another thought, the earth expanded instantly, and mountains, rivers, seas, the sun, the moon, and the stars appeared one after another, transforming into a vast universe in the blink of an eye, with stars flowing endlessly.

"Indeed, if you just rely on your imagination, it can be as big as you want."

Lin Ze stood in the starry sky, and could crush a planet with a flick of his wrist.

But he also knew that all of this was illusory.

"First, solidify the domain framework."

Lin Ze steadied himself and, following the method of the Borrowing Domain Technique, manipulated his mental power to carve anchor runes one by one on the boundary of the dream space.

Eighty-one anchoring runes formed a complete circle along the edge of space, with each rune extending a thin line that connected to the origin of his soul.

When the last rune was inscribed, the entire dream space trembled slightly.

The previously loose ground suddenly felt heavy, and stepping on it finally gave me a sense of solidity.

The sky and mountains are fixed in place and won't change easily.

[Domain borrowing successful; the pseudo-domain is now bound to the divine soul]

A sudden realization dawned on me.

Lin Ze's consciousness returned to reality. He stood up and a thought flashed through his mind.

A faint, almost invisible spiritual fluctuation slowly spread out from him, covering a three-meter radius around him.

This is his pseudo-domain; in reality, it can only expand to three meters, pitifully small.

He walked into the yard, where a stray cat was perched on the wall, licking its paws and sunbathing.

The moment the domain was applied, the cat immediately drooped its eyelids, yawned widely, shook its head, and within two seconds curled up into a ball, purring soundly as it fell asleep.

"The effect is okay, but it's a bit weak."

Lin Ze stroked his chin.

It can only hypnotize ordinary people and suppress low-level mental power; it has no offensive capabilities.

Compared to the power of a fourth-order true domain, which can move mountains and fill seas and suppress rules, it is far inferior.

But he didn't care at all.

Domains are not meant for fighting.

Now comes the main event.

To solidify this illusory dream realm into a demiplane.

Lin Ze returned to his room and unleashed all the magic he had accumulated over the past month, pouring it all into the dream space.

Pale purple magic spread across the entire boundary of the space, and he inscribed the stabilizing runes from the demiplane knowledge one by one on the inner wall of the space.

One hundred and eight basic stable runes were engraved once, and the space became one step more solid.

When the last line was carved, the entire space suddenly shrank.

The once boundless universe shrank rapidly like a clenched balloon, shrinking from an endless expanse to a radius of about one mile, roughly the size of an ordinary village.

The space swayed three times before finally coming to a steady stop.

Lin Ze stepped on the ground; it was hard and unyielding, no different from a dirt road in reality.

I reached out and plucked a blade of grass; it was so realistic that I could pull it off, and the cut still had some sap in it.

The cost is also obvious.

In the past, he could change mountains or seas at will.

Now, when he tried to conjure a mountain out of thin air, after struggling for a long time, only a small mound half a meter high appeared, which also consumed a lot of his mental energy and magic power.

Space has its own basic rules, and it can no longer be arbitrarily changed based on imagination.

"The demiplane is complete."

Lin Ze was quite satisfied.

Although it's small and still quite ethereal, not really a demiplane, at least it's not a dream that can be blown away at any moment.

Later, by slowly accumulating magic power and devouring dreams, you can continue to expand.

His joy lasted only a couple of minutes before he discovered a new problem.

The parameters of the newly formed half-plane are unstable, and the runes on the boundary will wobble from time to time. It needs to be manually adjusted from time to time, otherwise it will easily collapse over time.

We can't just sit here adjusting parameters all day doing nothing, can we? That would be too much of a waste of time.

Lin Ze frowned and opened the forum again, looking for a way to make the space run automatically.

He actually found a peculiar technique late at night.

Dividing the spirit into a divine form.

The post was made by a third-level spiritual master. It talked about how to separate a wisp of one's own spirit, endow it with basic logic and some memories, and bind it to a magical artifact or space to be used as an automatic administrator.

The advantage is that it doesn't require human supervision and can automatically maintain the operation of the space and handle simple tasks.

The downside is that you have to cut off your own spiritual essence. Cutting off too much will damage your spirit and soul. Moreover, the spiritual intelligence that is cut off is not high, and you can only do mechanical work.

Lin Ze's eyes lit up after reading it.

Isn't this perfect?

He doesn't need his psychic abilities to do anything important; he can just keep an eye on the runes and automatic magic arrays in the demiplane.

"It just hurts a little."

Lin Ze touched his temple.

Cutting off one's own spiritual essence is like cutting off flesh; it must hurt.

Moreover, it must contain memory and logic; it can't just be a random fragment. It must be a complete, independently functioning mental fragment.

But what's a little pain if it's so I can collect magic power while lying down in the future?

He reviewed the steps of the spell three times from beginning to end, making sure he had memorized every detail before daring to begin.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ze closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He found the edge of the spiritual light cluster, positioned himself, and following the method in the spell, used his spiritual power to condense a thin knife and slowly cut downwards.

The moment I touched the ball of spiritual light, a sharp, piercing pain shot through my brain.

It felt like someone was stabbing him in the temple with a steel needle; the pain made him shudder, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

"Depend on."

Lin Ze gritted his teeth and didn't stop.

The thin knife sliced ​​downwards little by little, at a snail's pace. He dared not go fast, for doing so might damage his very essence and harm his soul, which would be troublesome.

It took more than ten minutes to cut off a tiny fragment of his spirit, about the size of a fingernail.

The fragments contained his basic memories, as well as the operating rules of the half-dimensional plane and the control logic of the Divine Absorption Array, enough to serve as an administrator.

Lin Ze quickly stopped, covered his head, and took a long time to recover before the dizziness slowly subsided.

His face was a little pale, as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights, and his energy was greatly depleted. Fortunately, his vital energy wasn't damaged, and he should be able to recover in a few days.

"Go."

He raised his hand and sent the wisp of spirit into the half-dimensional plane, following the method of the spell to merge the fragment with the core runes of the space.

hum-

The demiplane lit up slightly.

The fragment of spirit dispersed and merged into the entire space.