I have nothing to do with cultivation

This is a small room, and the unadorned gray walls make the already dull room even darker. Sitting cross legged in a corner of the room, there is a boy whose face is contorted with pain. Large droplets of sweat flow down his thin face, and he let out a deep breath

Damn it, it's been used up so quickly

This boy is the protagonist of this book, Zhong Yuan. He is 180 meters tall, but he is thin and looks like a utility pole from a distance. His dark face belongs to those who are thrown into the crowd and will never be noticed, so he is basically insulated from beauties, romantic encounters, and so on.

I stood up and moved my legs, which were a bit numb. I opened the door to the living room and sat on the old sofa, lost in thought. Looking back on my experiences over the years, I still feel like I'm dreaming.

Gently shaking my head, I had just regained a little bit of my mental energy. I wrapped myself in a cup of water and floated gently to my body, silently smiling. Three years later, I remembered the ecstasy of discovering that I had mental energy. I was excited and speechless. I was practicing qigong, but I didn't expect it to be so good. I actually found that I had practiced my mental energy.

The cultivation technique was easily found online, and as for the name, even Zhong Yuan himself forgot. The reason for choosing it was simple, without complex movements or strict requirements, whether lying down or sitting, it was fine. For Zhong Yuan, who was addicted to novels at that time and spent his whole day reading novels in bed except for class, it was perfect. Of course, the most important thing was that he wouldn't make his roommates think he was crazy.

I didn't expect Zhong Yuan's casual approach to bring him so much surprise a year later. I remember that day when Zhong Yuan longed to lie in bed and read novels, bored as usual, holding newly bought grapes in his hand and feeding them one by one to his mouth. He had just finished reading a page of the book and was about to put down what he was holding and flip to the next page. He felt his forehead swell, and the pages of the book gently floated. He blinked his eyes and stabilized his mind. His eyes stared at the book, and when his forehead swelled, the pages of the book floated up and down again. With a loud bang, Zhong Yuan felt his blood surge and his head rumbled. His whole face turned red, and he was afraid he was dreaming. Looking up at the book again, yes, with a bulging forehead, the pages floated and floated, everything seemed so real. Zhong Yuan just stared blankly at the fluttering pages for several minutes before finally coming to his senses. What was this, Qigong? Or is it a special function? I haven't heard of modern qigong having this function, and besides, I don't have the ability to do it myself. Is this the legendary psychic power

Lying on the bed, covering his head with a book, Zhong Yuan thought carefully, 'Well, even if it's not qigong, it has nothing to do with it. Although I haven't heard of anyone using online martial arts to develop skills, what happens to me is real, it must be. No wonder when I turned my mind to the heavens recently, my mind skipped a beat as it passed through my forehead. Oh my god, thank you to the Buddha of the Western Heaven and the Jade Emperor for giving me such a big surprise. It's been a year now, and even I don't really believe that qigong can really produce things. If it weren't for being idle and boring, this kung fu is not troublesome, and I wouldn't have thought about it.' I've been practicing for so long.

Think about it carefully, this ability is neither big nor small. If you want to compare it with novels, oh, there's no need to compare it. You need to first experiment with how much this ability can pick up and how long it can last. Don't just show it off.

With an excited mood and a flushed face, he jumped out of bed and picked up a book casually. He stared at the book with wide eyes, thinking to himself, 'Let me float up, let me float up.' He felt his forehead jump again, but half a minute had passed and there was no response, right? He dared to switch to a smaller book, but there was still no response. 'Oh my god, you're not fooling me, are you?' He quickly tore off a piece of the book and exclaimed, luckily there was a response now. This half of the paper in his hand floated up and down, as if there was wind blowing, but it couldn't float up no matter what. Thank goodness, having a response is good, although it's worse than he thought. Many, tear the paper in your hand in half again casually. This time it feels better to jump up and down, but can you finally jump up? Tear it again, hahaha, this time it's good. That small piece of paper, As my thoughts drifted back and forth in front of me, I tried to fly as far as I could. I controlled this piece of paper to stay in front of me and float away. I felt dizzy, it was only less than a meter away. Why did it fall off? I quickly stopped one step ahead, and the piece of paper floated back and forth.

NND seems to only be able to use his mental power within one meter of himself. Sigh, let's try how long he can use it. He reached out and took a piece of paper, lying on the bed. With a slight movement of his mind, the paper floated up gently. Hmm, although he wasn't looking at it with his eyes, this feeling was even clearer than what he was looking at. He didn't expect this function to be available. It's so cool, "Zhong Yuan fantasized in his head. In the future, his martial arts skills will improve, and he will sweep towards the opposite girls' building. Hehe

I was daydreaming, feeling weaker and weaker in my head, slowly returning to normal. The piece of paper on my head had lost its support and fell down. Isn't that it? It's over now. Even if it's not far away, it's not long-lasting yet. Sigh, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Hmm, it seems that I need to practice more diligently in the future. God has given me such a great gift, and I'm really sorry if I don't have to be careful.

At this point, Zhong Yuanhuai's college life, from small pieces of paper, big pieces of paper, a few big pieces of paper... to being able to hold up a book, came to an end. Beauty, love, everything in college was so unfamiliar to Zhong Yuanhuai. What's most frustrating is that for three years, he couldn't even recognize all of his classmates. Huai Ju

I picked up my cup and took a sip of water, feeling lazy. It's been almost half a year since I graduated and couldn't find a job. I studied computer science, and there are too many people who know computer science these days. With only half of my skills, finding a job is considered a godsend. However, there must be gains and losses. The cup in my hand gently floated back to the table. If I hadn't devoted all my time to practicing my mind, I might still be playing with paper. Every day, as soon as my mind was restored, I started playing with paper. As soon as my mind was used up, I started practicing qigong. Previously, I could only do one meter of mind, but now my mind has expanded to four meters, and my time has increased to over 30. Minutes, of course, if you use your psychic power on yourself like just now and release it desperately, it will take at most 3 minutes to finish, and you will be exhausted to half death, This is something I only discovered a few days ago. It turns out that forcibly using psychic power to lift objects beyond the weight limit increases the amount of psychic power consumed exponentially, and the more psychic power is output, the more severe the headache becomes. This method has become the best way for Zhongyuan to consume his psychic power. In the past, he had to play slowly for half an hour to use up all his psychic power. Now, he can finish it in just a few minutes and save time. Although it's a headache, unfortunately, he can only practice his psychic power up to 5 times a day. After 5 attempts, if he forcefully practices again, it will be excruciating.

After being idle at home for half a year, I finally found something to do. My uncle from the same village works in Fujian and the factory needs manpower. I heard that Zhongyuan is idle at home, so I let him go and said he is building a highway there

Returning to the room, I dragged out the dusty suitcase from under the bed and gently scanned it with my mind. Both the suitcase and the dust flew up and turned into a ball, drifting into the trash can. Opening the box and starting to pack up, I saw the cabinet door gently open, and the clothes inside began to float over one by one. If someone saw this scene, it wouldn't be a big deal. I forgot to mention that as long as the things controlled by Zhong Yuan don't exceed 15 kilograms, it's not a problem. Put away the clothes, everything that needs to be prepared is almost ready. Cover the box, look at the dust-free room, nod, it's good to have mental power, even sweeping the floor is saved, no matter whether you have garbage or dust, you have to obediently put it in the garbage bin.

I've been staying at home all day and haven't gone out for a while. I have to leave tomorrow and go out for a walk no matter what,

Walking on the bumpy path, breathing in fresh air, without a reason, my mood suddenly relaxed. I looked around and forgot to go, surrounded by green. After a few minutes of walking and stopping, I arrived at a street that was already not crowded. Zhongyuan's family belongs to the rural area, and you can only see the lively crowd when you go to the market. However, although there are fewer people, there are still quite a few people selling things. Now that the Chinese New Year is approaching, I'm just going out, and it's so far away. Don't think about going home for the New Year this year, buy some things to bring with you. It's also a thought.

I stopped in front of a beach selling antiques and looked at the antique coins and pendants on the ground. Hmm, they're pretty good, although not many of them are real, the key is that these things are cheap,

Picking up a piece and placing it in my hand, it felt so cool and comfortable. It was an old looking Eight Trigrams with hollowed out patterns, densely engraved with things, as if they were animals. Seemingly, Zhong Yuan didn't recognize any of them and tossed them in his hand.

Boss, how much does this cost

50. "The boss glanced at what Zhong Yuan had in his hand and casually said.

Really, you're going to get 50 for this damn thing, "Zhong Yuan pursed his lips and said.

What a piece of crap? Young man, this thing is silver, and it's been some years now. At 50, I'm just throwing blood at a big sale, "the boss said with a look of profit from buying it.

Hmph, go ahead and deceive the ghost. I haven't heard of silver being yellow yet. If you don't sell it for 20 yuan, you'll lose it, "he said, throwing the gossip in his hand.

Young man, 20 yuan is not even enough for my laptop. I'll give you 40 yuan for the small business, "said the boss.

I'm only 20 yuan, "Zhong Yuan said and stood up before leaving.

Alas, young man, the price is negotiable. How about 30? I'll give you 30 at a loss, "the boss frowned and said

Zhongyuan ignored him and continued walking. These days, everyone who sells things is like this. They say they lose money no matter how much they make. If you still sell there and lose money every day, go ahead and deceive the ghost.

Okay, okay, I'll give it to you. 20 is 20, let's make friends

The sound of a board came from behind, hehe, little sample, 20 yuan doesn't necessarily mean how much money you'll earn. Walking back, I picked up the gossip and gave the boss 20 yuan, then wandered around again. Sigh, there's not much to wander around in this small place anymore. Let's go home and reach out to throw the gossip I just bought high. Under the control of my psychic power, it was accurately returned to my hands.

When I got home, my parents also came back from doing business. While helping my father prepare dinner, I listened to my mother's nagging. When I'm out, I should avoid causing trouble, be diligent in my work, pay attention to the weather, and adjust my clothes. It's a pity for parents all over the world. After finishing the sumptuous dinner specially prepared by my parents, I was just about to go back to my room to replenish my energy when my father came over with 500 yuan.

Atom, you can split the 500 yuan by yourself. Be careful when you go out. I just sent your sister living expenses, and that's all we have at home, "he said as he handed the money to Zhong Yuan.

Dad, didn't you say we had food and accommodation over there? I don't need this money, do I? "Said Zhong Yuanwang, looking at the money in his hand,

It's not wrong to include food and accommodation, but the first month's salary will only be paid when you leave last. What do you need without some money? Besides, having some money on you won't harm you

Oh, I got it. "Looking at the money in his hand, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but think of any financial implications.

In recent years, my family has owed a lot of money for my younger sister and him to study. I thought that graduating would relieve some of the burden on my family, but I didn't expect that I was so useless and didn't learn my skills well. I got a graduation certificate and couldn't even find a job.

Dad, you can rest assured, "Zhong Yuan got up and returned to the room, put the money away, walked to the bed and lay down, starting his last practice of the day.