Chapter 63: First Experience with Meditation
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 63: First Experience with Meditation
The senior sister had mentioned the benefits of the meditation room to me before, and naturally, she had touched upon some of its features.
To put it simply, a meditation room is a tool to assist meditation, much like aromatherapy. It provides an optimal environment and atmosphere. Basic operations include adjusting the indoor lighting, sound, and other ambient factors.
The meditation room was naturally equipped with various soothing audio tracks to aid meditation. It even featured solidified spells with various effects that I could adjust at will.
For instance, there was the Calming Spell, a type of magic that influences the mind, allowing a person to quickly enter a state ready for meditation regardless of their prior condition.
Then there was the Micro-Hypnosis Spell, which could help prevent one from being distracted or bound by stray, inexplicable thoughts, keeping the mind in a state conducive to meditation.
In short, there were many solidified spell effects available, ranging from physical states and hormone secretion to psychological emotions, thoughts, and memories.
Everything could be adjusted based on one's personal situation.
Furthermore, the area where the meditation rooms were located had the highest level of dream activity. Although I didn't know exactly what that implied, I had heard the word "dream" mentioned by several senior sisters already.
It seemed that meditation was, to some extent, inextricably linked to dreams.
After finding the controller inside the meditation room, I lay down in an extremely comfortable position.
That’s right, I lay down.
Meditation has no fixed posture requirements. The books also stated that if lying down is comfortable, then lying down during meditation is perfectly fine.
I specifically adjusted my lying position so that the incense burner was right next to my head.
The scent of the incense wafted directly toward my forehead; however, it wasn't particularly pungent or cloying.
Closing my eyes, I proceeded according to the requirements for meditation, my mind filled with the content I had previously read in the books.
Adjusting one's state and controlling one's thoughts—it was easy to say, but difficult to do.
Ultimately, I still had to rely on the solidified spells here to make my adjustments.
Once the spell effects kicked in, the final result wasn't as good as I had imagined. As expected, the threshold for entering meditation was quite high.
After my initial attempt, I gave up on the hope of successfully entering meditation today.
It wasn't realistic. Not realistic at all.
In fact, the effect of the incense was making me feel a bit drowsy.
Finally, after confirming that I truly had no clue what I was doing, I started to feel like just slacking off.
Doing nothing while lying here for two hours would be a form of torture in itself, wouldn't it?
Once I relaxed—especially since the spell effects were forcing me to relax—I realized that without the subjective restraint of my personal will, my Spirit Vision had activated on its own. This state was just like when I was first born into this world, with Spirit Vision wide open.
I didn't stop it. Even though my eyes were closed, Spirit Vision had already transcended the constraints of biological eyes.
What I "saw" was merely a perspective I could accept, the most normal way to process the input from Spirit Vision.
By actively casting aside the limitations of visual sight, the so-called Inner World was revealed to my perception without reservation.
I had proactively looked into the matter of Spirit Vision and the distinction between the Surface and Inner Worlds, but most of the introductions and theories circulating in society were mere guesses and personal definitions.
No one could say for certain which was correct. One person might post a video explaining the Surface and Inner Worlds one day, only for someone else to post a video debunking them a few days later while loudly proclaiming their own theory.
After all, transcendent powers like Spirit Vision were a permanent "traffic password" on the internet; they never went out of style.
At this moment, it was as if I had turned on a 3D "God's eye view." It was far more terrifying than any description of mental perception.
From this perspective, the distance between objects was merely pure information. The forms of objects were also pure information. If one couldn't understand it, it would look like a blur of unreadable "mosaics."
Here, walls were no longer things that could obstruct me. I could easily sense the senior sister next door leisurely changing the incense in her burner.
I could also see many senior sisters sitting motionless, as if they were meditating.
So... what exactly was meditation?
I looked at the senior sisters in my Spirit Vision state. This was the first time I had actively tried to explore the information I usually ignored in this perspective.
There was no upper limit to the information presented in the Spirit Vision state, but there was an upper limit to my brain.
That was why, when I was an infant, I had to learn to block out useless information and ignore the unknown just to survive. Otherwise, I didn't know when my head might have exploded from the sheer volume of data.
This time, I was proactively peeling back the information I usually ignored, even if it meant putting myself in a dangerous position.
However, ignoring it had become a habit, even a self-preservation instinct. It is always difficult for a living being to go against its instincts.
I tried for a long time, but I only seemed to gain some useless information. I couldn't even react to it, nor did I understand what it represented.
But I persisted.
Until...
"What is... this?"
I almost asked aloud instinctively, because I realized I had unearthed something incredible. It felt like a space, giving me a sensation similar to the Witch Academy wrapped in its curtain wall.
But this was an area shrunk down to a very small scale, and it was very illusory, as if it might shatter at any moment.
Once I became aware of this information, I looked at all the senior sisters again. Most of them seemed to be situated within such an illusory space.
My brain worked rapidly, matching this information with what I already knew.
Finally, I managed to find a possibility.
"Meditation Space."
That book had mentioned this concept!
A mental space subjectively derived during a state of meditation!
This space was indeed not as "sturdy" as the academy's curtain wall; even the "feeling" it gave me was very fleeting and unstable. So, does meditation produce such a mental space?
Then, can I do it?
At this thought, I felt as if I had found a lead, and I became quite excited.
This was another perspective on the world that Spirit Vision granted me. As expected, a transmigrator like me does get special treatment.
After the initial excitement passed, I gradually calmed down, because I realized that I didn't seem to possess such a "Meditation Space."
And I had no idea how to generate one.
It was a dead end that crushed my excitement. It felt like I had discovered a correct but useless truth.
It was like the ridiculous conclusion that "the bigger the banana, the bigger the peel." Can you say it's wrong?
No, you can't. But it's meaningless to me.
So... how on earth am I supposed to meditate? Am I really just a loser?
Even though the senior sister said those monstrous geniuses shouldn't exist, I still wanted to chase after that kind of talent.
I had been mentally prepared for this.
But reaching the conclusion that I couldn't do it through personal experience still dealt a significant blow to my morale.
I put my hands on my hips, let out a sigh, and silently began to walk back.