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The appearance of Canned Knowledge resembled a fresh fruit plucked from the Tree of Wisdom. Within its lush, glistening flesh lay an inconceivable materialization of knowledge.
Activating the Akasha and connecting it with the Canned Knowledge, the familiar sensation emerged. The contents flowed like currents, passing through the Akasha into Victor Wang's mind, transforming into memory.
This time, the amount of content was large, so unlike the Akasha usage method, it could not transmit instantaneously. Runes flew around in his mind, and only about ten seconds later did Victor Wang open his eyes.
The first Canned Knowledge he chose was [Overview of Ancient Runes]. Its content matched his expectations: an analysis of the meanings of ancient runes. As an overview, it did not provide profound explanations, but it would give him a general idea whenever he encountered ancient runes in the future.
Victor Wang then looked at the remaining two cans of knowledge.
This time, he selected [Swordfighting Techniques VII]. Connecting the Akasha again, the familiar feeling appeared. A sword first emerged in his mind, moving on its own as if it had a life of its own.
Confirming the content was correct, he lowered his mental guard—after all, if someone packed a whole can with "water is poison", accepting it unprepared would be disastrous.
Once he relaxed, the transmission accelerated. Around the one-handed sword, blurry humanoid shapes began to form, continuing to swing the sword, performing basic moves, demonstration techniques, and even insights into sword energy.
Gradually, the figure's movements became faster and more natural. The outline sharpened, and when Victor Wang realized the figure had taken on his own appearance, the knowledge contained in [Swordfighting Techniques VII] had already embedded itself into his memory and abruptly stopped.
Abruptly… stopped?
"..."
Victor Wang sighed. This Canned Knowledge wasn't useless, but the entire content remained in the "Sword Form" stage. It likely improved his combat power by only 0.5%… already quite good compared to Lumine's 0.073% increase.
Considering this, the "Sword Intent" level was already extremely rare among warriors. It could allow a mortal to defeat new Vision wielders or fight mid-level Vision wielders. If fifty thousand Mora could make one a Sword Intent master—and since Canned Knowledge wasn't single-use—Teyvat would have long since become a land ruled by warriors.
But then… what path was left for himself?
Although disappointed, he had already purchased them. Victor Wang looked at the last can of knowledge, the most expensive one: [Architectural Styles and Construction Methods of the Early Archon War], originally priced at two million Mora.
The Archon War had begun at least 2,700 years ago, and the Khaenri'ah War had begun 500 years ago.
Spending so much Mora on this Canned Knowledge was in hopes of seeing Khaenri'ah architecture, which could help in future searches for Khaenri'ah ruins, strongholds, or even entry into the fallen kingdom. As for the "Early Archon War"… hopefully it wasn't too early, before Khaenri'ah even existed.
Victor Wang connected to this Canned Knowledge. As expected of its price, the stored information was massive.
Scenes unfolded in sequence before his eyes: foundations, bricks and wooden planks, half-finished structures, and finished buildings. The explanations were extremely detailed, as if he were personally involved in their construction. Moreover, the content was arranged by region—since the Seven Nations had not yet been formed, architectural styles far exceeded seven types. Collecting this material was no small feat.
Building after building, tall and short, diverse in style, displayed the process from nothing to completion. The transmission process easily exceeded twenty seconds. Observing these structures, Victor Wang felt as if he were walking through all of Teyvat a thousand years ago. This Canned Knowledge fulfilled expectations, even containing Khaenri'ah's architecture—truly a worthwhile purchase.
A full minute passed before the knowledge transmission ceased. This single Canned Knowledge contained six times the volume of others.
Absorbing so many unfamiliar memories at once, Victor Wang's eyes briefly glimmered with a heavy, inexplicable light before settling again.
Fortunately, this Canned Knowledge contained purely factual information, free of emotional bias. Any bias could easily alter a person's character…
But Canned Knowledge is terrifying. Normally, even with sufficient textbooks and convenient transport, it would take three to five years to master this information. Compressing it into a single minute… if using Canned Knowledge became habitual, no one would ever choose to spend time learning normally…
Packing away the three cans to return to Sumeru City, Victor Wang unexpectedly felt a slight loosening of his mental bottleneck.
Is this… memory?
He vaguely realized something.
Knowledge, when categorized into memory, emotion, desire, faith, and will, undeniably belonged under memory.
Simply enhancing mental strength through stimulation and consumption lacked experience, memory, and spiritual accumulation.
Fortunately, Canned Knowledge plus the Akasha could directly inject memory into the mind.
If mental intensity was insufficient, too many memories could overwhelm the brain—but conversely, he could flood himself with Canned Knowledge to accelerate mental accumulation.
Have I just discovered an incredible method for rapid leveling…?
But how much should he inject?
A single minute of knowledge transmission already made him feel as if he had crossed worlds. How many more minutes would be needed?
If he absorbed too much, would others' memories influence his personality?
If others' memories outweighed his own, would he still be himself?
Would he become the Ship of Theseus or like Narzissenkreuz?
If you're scared, don't use it; if not, then don't fear!
Thinking this through, Victor Wang forced a bitter smile, his eyes hardening with resolve.
I am afraid… so I refuse to believe. I will not be stopped by this final hurdle!
After swinging his sword until his body and mind were exhausted, night had fallen. Victor Wang returned punctually to Sumeru City, visiting the Grand Bazaar for the eighth consecutive day to watch performances at the Zubayr Theater.
At moments like this, Nilou's dance was perfect for soothing the soul—but he was also here on business.
For instance, today, Dunyarzad finally appeared.
This seemed to be Dunyarzad's first meeting with Nilou—one a devoted follower rescued by Lesser Lord Kusanali, the other the lead dancer performing the Dance of Sabzeruz at the recent Sabzeruz Festival. After the troupe's performance ended, the two conversed happily.
Victor Wang watched from the audience. Dunyarzad's appearance signaled one thing—the Sabzeruz Festival was approaching, and all parties were preparing to make their moves.