CHAPTER 291: CHAPTER 185: "EDEN MEMORY BANK."_2

However, compared to the scenes he saw in the "Heaven-Reaching Tower," he felt the probability of destruction was a bit higher.

...

Chen Mang walked out of "Sun Entertainment City," with nearly 150,000 in cash, heading to the next entertainment city. Once he finishes earning money in these three entertainment cities, he could try his luck elsewhere.

This number already satisfied him.

He could buy several map chips already.

On the deserted street.

Only 11 motorcycles were speeding.

Chen Mang slowly squeezed the brake and stopped the motorcycle in front of a shop, which was the "Eden Memory Bank," and next to it was the "Mechanical Train Confession Room." He had seen these two shops on the map.

Both were marked in scarlet.

He was curious about what these two stores were doing; perhaps they were both opportunities.

First, he walked into the "Eden Memory Bank."

As he pushed the door open, the wind chime rang, and a hoarse male voice came to his ears.

"Welcome."

He saw a man dressed in waiter attire standing at the door, holding a tablet and looking at Chen Mang and his companions with a professional smile: "This is Eden Memory Bank."

"We offer the following services."

"1: Purchase memory."

"2: Implant memory."

"3: Delete memory."

"4: Print memory."

"5: Memory bank."

"I wonder which services the gentlemen need."

"Purchase memory?" Chen Mang raised an eyebrow and looked up and down at this waiter, some curiosity in his voice: "What do these services mean? Explain them."

It’s not easy, huh.

He hadn’t seen a male waiter in this city before.

"Alright."

After inviting Chen Mang and his companions to sit down, the man brought over 11 bottles of chilled mineral water from the side.

"Everyone’s most precious assets are memories, and many memories possess uniqueness and scarcity."

"For example—"

"If a peerless beauty only slept with you, and after she dies, others can’t experience her. You just need to sell the memory to us, and we will sell it, allowing others to experience her."

"That is uniqueness."

"Because death is irreversible."

"Also, if you luckily fell from the 20th floor to the ground and didn’t die, that memory is very rare. We can duplicate and sell it, letting many enjoy that rare experience. Not everyone is as lucky as you."

"But not all memories have value."

"The shop has instruments that can label all important memories in your life, and the system will automatically mark them with appropriate prices. Once you agree to sell and sign the ’Memory Authorization Usage Book,’ the transaction is complete, and you receive a substantial reward."

"The entire process is painless and without discomfort. Of course, the sole cost is that memory will permanently disappear from your mind."

"However, only those with spiritual power of 16.0 can undergo memory extraction surgery."

During the conversation.

The man swiped a few times on the screen: "Looking at your attire, you seem not to be short on money, certainly not here to sell memories. The price of purchasing memory is much lower, as memory can be duplicated multiple times."

"The more unique the memory, the higher the price."

"You gentlemen can take a look at the memories available for purchase."

"Purchasing memory doesn’t have a spiritual power requirement, but those with power below 16.0 shouldn’t buy memories exceeding 20 units to avoid spiritual risks."

Chen Mang squinted slightly, looking thoughtfully at the product list on the screen.

"1: Fragmentary memory of an industrious frontline worker, capacity 380 units, price 2 million points."

"2: Beginner memory of driving ’Fixed Star Generation’ Mecha, capacity 90 units, price 180,000 points."

"3: All memories of sharing a room with Zhang Meiqi, capacity 980 units, price 700,000 points."

"4:"

"..."

After flipping through for a while, he finally spoke: "The fragmentary memory of a frontline worker is so expensive?"

"Yes." The man smiled gracefully and explained: "Because memory extraction surgery requires a minimum spiritual power of 16.0, very few frontline workers have that level, natural scarcity increases the price. Generally, politicians buy these memories."

"It ensures their speeches to workers are more genuine and relatable."

"Can knowledge-based memories like piloting a Mecha be sold?"

"Yes, but usually beginner memories, used to quickly learn something unfamiliar previously, as Mecha pilots typically have power above 16.0, the price is relatively cheap."

"Is Zhang Meiqi a celebrity?"

"No, just an ordinary man’s wife."

"An ordinary man’s wife selling for 700,000 points?"

"Not many are sold, buyers of this portion typically verify the emotional involvement for authentic experiences and...wealth."

"Of course, the woman’s looks are quite appealing, so the price is higher."

Just then—

"I’ll give it a try."

Biaozi looked at the man curiously: "Where’s the instrument, see what memories I can sell for money."

"Okay, please extend your arm and roll up your sleeve."

The man immediately removed something similar to a "blood pressure monitor" from below the table, attached it to Biaozi’s arm, and explained: "This instrument quickly searches all deep memory in your brain and finds valuable ones."

"To ensure guest privacy."

"Displayed memory names are scrambled with corresponding prices, the memory name only appears when tapped on the screen."

"Is it starting?"

"Yes, go ahead."

A minute later.

Ten scrambled memory fragment names appeared on the screen, having commercial value.

"Huh?"

"Does my life experience turn out to be so rich?"

Biaozi looked at the highest priced memory fragment, surprised, eagerly tapping the scrambled memory name to see what part of his life could sell for 380,000 points.

Equivalent to 6 map chips.

When his finger touched the screen.

Soon the memory fragment name surfaced.

"Memory of sharing a room with a goblin."

"..."

Biaozi’s smiling face gradually froze, the expression quickly darkened, looking painful and hoarse: "Spiritual power isn’t enough, forcibly doing memory extraction surgery what would happen?"

"Would die."

Next moment—

The instrument on the table began automatically disassembling, the man expertly swept the shards into the nearby trash bin: "All instruments testing memory prices are disposable, they auto-disassemble after testing to ensure no memory leaks."

"You gentlemen can rest assured, since opening, there hasn’t been a single leak incident."

"This doesn’t cost anything, right?"

"Testing is free, shop covers instrument loss."

"I’ll give it a try."

Li Shiji took a deep breath, extending his arm with a serious expression: "My spiritual power is sufficient, let’s see which valuable memories I can sell."

His spiritual power was 26.9.

Originally 26.8, constantly making maps recently consumed mental energy, rising slightly.

Looks like it’s going to be a big success this time.

Soon—

Just after one minute, the detection result came out.