Sensation at the center of the eyebrows

Zhao Dongchuan returned to his dormitory, quickly washed up, changed into his pajamas, and began his daily routine: reading, and then meticulously recording the increasingly clear lyrics, novels, and stories in his mind, slowly piecing them together to be used when necessary.

Before going to bed, he sat cross-legged and cultivated the Qi Refining Introduction. As his cultivation deepened, the Qi within him gradually strengthened, and his body also underwent some subtle, silent changes.

Moreover, as the Qi continuously circulated within his body, the spot between his eyebrows became increasingly sensitive, and his perception of the outside world grew stronger.

He could even sometimes close his eyes and, relying on his hearing and the sensation between his eyebrows, clearly perceive objects within a 3-meter radius.

This was a very special "superpower"! And this superpower was not granted to him by the system; rather, he had slowly cultivated it himself.

He was very happy to have this change, which indicated that he possessed some abilities that he could develop entirely by his own efforts, independent of the system.

Of course, without the necessary assistance provided by the system, he would not have been able to get started.

...

The next morning, Zhao Dongchuan woke up early, went out, and bought some Rou Jia Mo and steamed buns from the market.

He ate as he walked, and by the time he finished his food, he had already arrived at the Cultural Center office.

"Little Zhao, you're back!"

"Little Zhao, long time no see, where did you go for inspiration!"

"Comrade Dongchuan, hello!"

...

Along the way, people constantly greeted him, and he responded with a smile.

He had to maintain the image of a humble, talented young man to avoid offending "petty people" who might secretly try to trip him up.

Soon, he arrived at the office.

At this time, there was no one in the office; he was alone.

Zhao Dongchuan walked directly to his desk, looked at it, and saw no dust. It seemed someone had wiped his desk for him.

He wondered who the kind person was!

Zhao Dongchuan smiled.

"Well, it's probably Teacher Jia Bing!" Others probably wouldn't be so kind.

Zhao Dongchuan then sat down, picked up the thick stack of documents on the desk, and began to read through them.

Having been away for many days, the "paperwork" had accumulated quite a bit.

Zhao Dongchuan grumbled to himself while picking up a pen and starting to work.

These tasks were not difficult, just rather tedious and time-consuming.

Zhao Dongchuan worked while secretly planning his next steps.

With the New Year approaching, he planned to stay in Huangyuan City for a few more days, then take a leave of absence to return home and settle his parents, fulfilling the karma of occupying someone else's identity.

Initially, he didn't believe in such things, but now he had genuinely transmigrated his soul to another world.

So, it was highly probable that souls existed, and if souls existed, then it was highly probable that there were some karmic retributions. He still needed to maintain a sense of reverence.

Coincidentally, he could also try to trigger a mission. The system had been silent for a long time; he needed to stimulate it.

He thought while his hands kept working.

"Oh, Little Zhao, you're back?"

A surprised voice came!

Zhao Dongchuan looked up and saw that Teacher Jia had arrived.

Jia Bing was carrying a black leather bag, had a small slicked-back hairstyle, was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, black-rimmed glasses, and was slowly approaching with his slightly plump physique.

"Teacher Jia, long time no see, you're looking more and more prosperous!"

Zhao Dongchuan glanced at Jia Bing's increasingly large physique and said.

"Oh, don't even mention it. Ever since my wife got pregnant, she couldn't eat many things. Her little sister cooked a lot of food, and it all ended up with me. I've been so overfed!"

"I've become like this, and there's no way to complain about it!" Jia Bing frowned and smiled helplessly.

Zhao Dongchuan burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, Teacher Jia, you are truly blessed, how rare, how rare ~ eat more!"

"You little rascal, you're making fun of me now!"

"Hehe, don't be too happy too soon. Sister-in-law Shufen has found a girl for you. When do you have time to go meet her?"

Jia Bing chuckled, with ill intentions.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dongchuan's face fell. It wasn't that he disliked women; it was that he could only look but not touch, which made him even more frustrated.

Alas, he had too many secrets. If he spent too much time with them, he was afraid of revealing flaws that would be hard to explain. He couldn't possibly "kill them to silence them," could he? Or give all these young girls a dose of "Hypnotism"?

Recalling the "dramas" filmed by the Japanese, Zhao Dongchuan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

"Amitabha, Boundless Heavenly Venerable, Amen... sins, sins..."

Zhao Dongchuan quickly suppressed his lewd thoughts.

It seemed he was still young and impetuous. Blocking was worse than guiding. He should still interact with them, or what if he fell into depravity?

Zhao Dongchuan pondered to himself.

"Teacher Jia, stop teasing me. I'm still young, it's too early for marriage!" Zhao Dongchuan said with a bitter smile.

"Young? What's young? You're already twenty!"

"No, I'm only 19..."

"Counting the ten months in your mother's womb, isn't that 20?" Jia Bing raised an eyebrow.

"Uh..."

"Alright, no more idle talk. Since you're back, come with me to see Director Wang and report on your work!" Jia Bing said, pulling Zhao Dongchuan.

"I... I've been on leave for so long, there's nothing much to report..."

"He doesn't want to hear about your work content; he wants to see your attitude. You haven't been back for so long, you should go see your leader ~ ~ you really have no foresight!" Jia Bing shook his head, regretting his lack of progress.

Zhao Dongchuan didn't dwell on it. Director Wang had been good to him, and he should go see him. Thinking this, he pretended to take a package from his bag (actually from his spatial storage) and tucked it into his inner jacket pocket.

"What are you doing? Don't engage in such corrupt practices; the Director doesn't like those!" Jia Bing frowned when he saw this.

"It's just some local specialties!" Zhao Dongchuan said with a smile.

"Alright, just make sure you know what you're doing, let's go!"

Then the two went together to the Director's office.

Director Wang was holding a "Commentary" newspaper, which contained some current political events. Seeing the two arrive, he didn't get up but nodded, signaling them to sit down.

"Little Zhao, you're back, how have you been recently?" The Director put down his newspaper and said to Zhao Dongchuan with a smile.

"Not bad, relaxing. My mood is much better!" Zhao Dongchuan said with a smile.

"Hahaha, that's right, you young people shouldn't be too anxious. There should be a balance of work and rest!"

Zhao Dongchuan took out a few peaches from his pocket and handed them to the Director's desk.

"These are some winter peaches I brought back from the countryside. Please taste them; they are very delicious!"

"Oh, these peaches look good!" Director Wang smiled and didn't refuse.

At his age, he had seen too many storms. Now, he was more open-minded and no longer sought any promotions. A few peaches wouldn't make people talk nonsense.