He still wasn't sleepy; when one encounters something extremely interesting, one always approaches it with great enthusiasm.

After temporarily closing "Magic Origin," Li Qing's gaze focused on "Basic Meditation Technique." A gentle tap, and these runes began to rapidly change, eventually resurfacing their content.

Li Qing carefully spent half an hour reading through the scant content of less than a thousand words, along with an accompanying meditation image. It was a sphere outlined by countless lines, emitting a faint glow. Just a glance, and this sphere of intertwined lines was deeply imprinted in his mind.

It even formed a three-dimensional image in his mind, constantly zooming in and out with his consciousness...

So awesome?!

Li Qing felt it was quite bizarre. If you called it magic, he wouldn't doubt it at all. This kind of operation that gets deeply imprinted in your mind at a glance was simply too dazzlingly slick.

Looking back at the image, the meditation image no longer emitted a faint glow, with nothing unusual about it.

It seemed to be a one-time magic.

Feeling a bit excited, Li Qing started punching his bed several times to vent his emotions.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak...

"Keep it down next door, there's a single dog here!"

Hearing the somewhat aggrieved shout from next door, Li Qing forcefully stopped his actions.

The place he rented wasn't too good, with poor soundproofing. Even a slight noise could be heard from the neighbor.

After confirming there were no mistakes, he lay flat on the bed, eyes slightly closed, sinking his mind into a state of seeming consciousness...

Li Qing suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and showed a trace of helplessness. The modern society was too materially abundant, with everyone receiving an enormous amount of mixed information; trying to clear these distracting thoughts from the mind was utterly impossible.

There was simply no way to do it.

Thinking it over, Li Qing glanced at the time; it was already past four in the morning. With no sign of sleepiness, he sat up and went to his computer.

After waking the standby computer, he silently opened his hidden folder...

Twenty minutes later, with a face showing neither desire nor demand, aside from some weakness, Li Qing released the mouse with eyes revealing a sage-like gaze, sitting quietly on the bed, and began slowly tracing the lines in his mind according to the meditation image in "Basic Meditation Technique."

Before tracing the lines, he needed to construct his own origin point, referred to as "Origin" in "Basic Meditation Technique," akin to the cosmic singularity, gradually birthing his own little cosmos.

Gathering his original point and tracing the first line faced no obstacles at all, easily reaching the standard described in "Basic Meditation Technique."

The entire process of tracing and visualizing went quite smoothly, seemingly because with no distracting thoughts in mind, the concentration level was quite high.

It wasn't until the phone alarm rang that Li Qing, still unwilling to leave, opened his eyes. As he was about to get up, a splitting headache suddenly assaulted him, making his body go limp and fall straight to the ground.

After lying on the ground groaning for a while, as some firecracker-like banging sounds came from next door, Li Qing finally struggled to sit up.

With difficulty climbing back onto the bed, he looked at the content on the paper with bloodshot eyes.

In "Basic Meditation Technique," before forming the light ball, engraving even a single line required enormous mental effort, leading to Li Qing's current state.

His body slipped down, and he fell onto the bed, drifting into a hazy sleep for half an hour, then staggered back on his feet.

He still had to go to work.

Forcing himself to take a shower to somewhat relieve the headache, he stuffed the paper roll into his pocket and left the house.

While waiting for the bus, Li Qing finally heaved a sigh of relief, realizing the pain had lessened considerably, allowing him to focus on other things.

This was a result of excessive mental exhaustion; next time, he should pay more attention to the time.

With a deep breath, the line traced in his mind vividly settled within his mind, crystal clear with the slightest movement of thought.

It seemed rather easy.

"Mom, look, that person looks like a panda!"

"Stop talking! That's smokey eye makeup!"

Li Qing snapped back to reality, glanced at the mother and child standing beside him, and as his gaze swept over them, the woman actually yanked the boy a few steps away.

He pursed his lips, looking around and noticing people discreetly glancing at him with unusual eyes; when his gaze swept over, they all turned their heads.

So weird, could it be that just because he didn't sleep well last night and got some eye bags, he was being discriminated against?

When the bus arrived, Li Qing nimbly navigated his way to the back seat with a glide step, threw himself down, tilted his head, and fell into a fake sleep.

Who knows what these old folks are doing cramming onto a bus early in the morning, giving us young people no room to breathe.

Oh, I'm no longer young; from today on, I'm considered middle-aged.

Thinking of this, Li Qing felt a bit sad, damn it, he had achieved nothing up to now, really letting himself down in life.

Instinctively he touched the roll of paper in his arms, a trace of excitement appearing on his face.

He still hadn't calmed down his mood.

After eight stops, Li Qing somewhat refreshed, forced himself off the bus, walked several hundred meters to the company building, and waited for the elevator.

Quietly he observed the crowd waiting for the elevator. If it weren't for last night's experience, he, like these people, would years later still be bound by life like this, doing meaningless jobs day after day.

Although Li Qing knew, many people, like him, were in the same state, unwilling yet choked by life's demands.

There's only a month until school opens.

"Hey, Brother Qing, why are you zoning out?"

A crisp voice from beside brought Li Qing back to his senses. Turning his head, he smiled seeing the newcomer, "Morning, Luo Rui."

This was a new finance girl at the company, recently graduated, extremely lively by nature. She often came to him for a chat or to ask questions.

It's worth mentioning Li Qing's current job: he worked in a pharmaceutical company's system software and hardware maintenance department. Although the technical content couldn't compare with developers, it was an indispensable position once a company reached a certain scale.

Whether setting up networks, maintaining servers, managing daily office software and hardware, or overseeing enterprise system informatization, all fell under his purview.

This role was a typical one-per-post scenario, allowing for a clear career path unless the company saw major changes, and the individual had no significant aspirations.

"Morning!"

Luo Rui gave a sweet smile, then raised her hand, "I bought two buns, do you want one?"