Everyday heroes

Chapter 188 Meditation
He tried his best to keep his mind free, ignoring those beating light red light sensations.

Combining the tiger hunting video he watched on his mobile phone with Qianqiu's gestures, he meditated intently.

In his imagination, a big yellow-white tiger with its teeth and claws waving from time to time gradually appeared in the black world in front of him.

It has a slender and huge physique, with mysterious black stripes inlaid in its gorgeous golden fur. It reveals ferocious fangs, and its bloody mouth is like an abyss, which seems to be able to swallow people in one bite.

It seemed ready to roar out and declare its kingship to the world.

"Ah!"

A soft and cute cry woke Guan Lang up from his meditation.

He shuddered and opened his eyes.

It turned out that Qian Qiu had jumped onto his bed and was yelling at him relentlessly.

"You silly cat" Guan Lang sighed helplessly.

Qian Qiu stretched out his paw and pointed to the cat toy under the bed.

Guan Lang took a closer look, and saw that the disc-shaped toy case had been smashed into pieces, exposing the inner structure.

Qianqiu innocently yelled twice.

Guan Lang glanced at it angrily. It must have been broken because of his embarrassment and too much force.

In order not to disturb his meditation, Guan Lang had no choice but to put Qianqiu outside the room to play by himself.

He closed his eyes and repeated the meditation steps just now.

Soon the figure of an eye-catching tiger reappeared in his mind.

But before he could be happy, the big tiger soon started whining again.

This time it wasn't Qian Qiu who was making trouble.

Guan Lang opened his eyes, and the image of the tiger in his mind disappeared.

He repeated it several times, but the figure of the tiger meditated quickly, even lifelike, but there was always something wrong.

When he was learning sketch training, he often drew various creatures, so he was very familiar with the posture of tigers.

And the shape and meaning of the tiger in his mind is like an empty skin with a lack of spiritual content.

Even though he had ruled out Qianqiu's troubles and interference, he still couldn't conjure up a living tiger in his mind.

He didn't believe in evil, and used his mobile phone to watch another ten minutes of wonderful tiger-themed animal world videos.

It's a pity that I still can't meditate on anything.

And whenever he wants to let go of his mind, he is often influenced and disturbed by various information from the outside world.

The touch of the clothes lightly rubbing against the skin, the patter of rain outside the window, and the faint smell of dampness in the nose.

It seems that after closing the eyes, the interference of other information is more obvious.

In addition, it is also difficult for his brain to maintain that empty state. It is very difficult not to think about unimportant things.

Just like when you can’t sleep when you are young, parents always tell their children that you don’t think about anything and you fall asleep soon. In fact, it is useless at all. The more you think about nothing, the more complicated it will be Thoughts popped up.

The brain is such a disobedient organ that runs out of control like a wild horse.

The more Guan Lang meditated, the more he felt that the thoughts in his mind became chaotic.

When he was seriously meditating on the tiger shape, his brain always came out and dragged his feet. Sometimes he thought about the plot of catching the witch he read a few days ago, sometimes he thought about the plan for the design class, or what to eat at night.

Guan Lang opened his eyes in annoyance, rubbed his temples, but did not force himself to meditate anymore under the complicated situation.

He went out to drink a bottle of milk, watered the plants on the balcony, and blew a breeze mixed with moist rain, and finally calmed down.

After recovering, he returned to his room to continue meditating.

After several adjustments, he finally entered the state of letting go of his mind.

Everything around seemed to disappear, leaving only darkness and silence in the world.

And in the pitch black, a faint light wanders around, outlining and rendering a big dark tiger.

Guan Lang even forgot his own existence.

The body began to rise and fall slowly, and there seemed to be a strange rhythm in each breath.

What Guan Lang didn't know was that the blood flow in his body also suddenly accelerated during this silent meditation.

His spirit seemed to be particularly concentrated in this undisturbed state, constantly condensing in illusion.

Nerve cells are active in an abnormal state.

After meditating for an unknown amount of time, the tiger in my mind seemed to have been finalized. It walked proudly in the dark world, and its huge body seemed to contain huge power.

Guan Lang opened his eyes, as if there was still a tiger walking in his mind.

He opened the system panel to check the task progress.

Let him down, the task progress is still showing zero.

In other words, the tiger shape he meditated on still didn't meet the requirements of the system.

He sighed.

It seems that I can only go to the zoo another day to experience the spirit of the tiger for myself.

Although he has watched many real-recorded videos of tigers, the information conveyed in the videos is incomplete after all. There are only video data, and it is difficult to simulate an accurate tiger shape.

Only by contacting and feeling a living tiger on the spot can it be possible to understand the shape of a tiger.

Guan Langdong lay down on the bed in a big shape.

He originally wanted to be lazy by watching videos, but it would take some effort to go to the zoo after all.

Of course it would be good to save some time.

Guan Lang waved away the tiger shape contemplated in his mind.

Since there was no way to continue to meditate deeply, Guan Lang didn't waste any time and simply started another reading task.

The traditional literature required by the task is a relatively broad concept.

Guan Lang got up and grabbed a lot of books from the bookshelf in the room.

He had bought some books to fill the bookshelf (pretentious) before, but he hadn't read them much.

Osamu Dazai's "No Qualification in the World", once opened, has [-] words, which is not up to the standard.

"The Kite Runner" has 21 words, which is not up to the standard.

Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Journey" is 23 words, which is still not up to the standard.

Guan Lang flipped through several books in a row, but he didn't expect to be stuck in the number of words. The system's task requirements must have at least 30 words.

After searching for a long time, he found a copy of "The Birth of the Federal Reserve" with 32 words.

He doesn't hate reading, and usually reads recipe books and design magazines.

So soon my heart sank in.

Thanks to the last time he read online articles, his reading speed has improved a lot.

The main reason is that he realizes the potential of his speed reading. With his current comprehension and reading ability, if he wants to, he can actually maintain a very fast reading speed on the premise of understanding the content.

The reading speed is about [-] to [-] words per hour.

On average, the number of words read per minute reaches about [-] words.

This is actually a very fast reading. After all, what I read is not an online article, but a professional book full of a lot of awkward terms.

In one afternoon, Guan Lang quietly finished reading the book amidst the pattering rain.

(End of this chapter)