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Chapter 187 Meditation

He tried his best to relax his mind and ignore the beating light red light. Reading eighty-eight, o

Combining the tiger hunting video he watched on his phone with Qianqiu's posture and movements, he meditated intently.

In his imagination, a big yellow and white tiger with fangs and claws gradually appeared in the black world in front of him, and it waved its sharp tiger paws from time to time.

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

It seems ready to roar out and declare its dominance to the world.

"Aww!"

A soft and cute cry awakened Guan Lang from his meditation.

He was shocked and opened his eyes.

It turned out that Qianqiu had jumped on his bed and was screaming at him relentlessly.

"You silly cat" Guan Lang sighed helplessly.

Qianqiu stretched out her paw and pointed at the cat toy under the bed.

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

Qianqiu called out twice innocently.

Guan Lang glanced at it angrily, he must have broken it because he accidentally used too much force in anger.

In order to prevent him from disturbing his meditation, Guan Lang had no choice but to put Qianqiu outside the room and play by himself.

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

Soon the figure of a striking tiger appeared in his mind again.

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

It's not Qianqiu who's causing trouble this time.

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

He repeated it several times, but the tiger's figure meditated quickly, even lifelike, but something was always wrong. 8. 8** Reading, o

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

The image and meaning of the tiger in his mind seemed to be empty of skin but lacked spiritual connotation.

Even though he had eliminated Qianqiu's interference, he still couldn't meditate a vivid tiger in his mind.

He did not believe in evil, so he watched more than ten minutes of exciting animal world videos on tigers on his mobile phone.

It's a pity that I still can't come up with anything through meditation.

And whenever he wants to relax, he is often affected and interfered by various information from the outside world.

The feeling of the clothes gently rubbing against the skin, the sound of rain pattering outside the window, and the faint smell of moisture that can be smelled by the nose.

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

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

Just like what parents always tell their children when they can't sleep when they are young, if you don't think about anything, you will fall asleep quickly. In fact, it is of no use at all. The more you think about nothing, the more complicated and complicated it becomes.

Thoughts emerged.

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

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

When he was seriously meditating on the tiger shape, his brain always came out to hold him back, sometimes thinking about the plot of the book he read a few days ago about catching the witch, sometimes thinking about the plan for the design class, or what to eat at night.

Guan Lang opened his eyes in annoyance and rubbed his temples, but he did not force himself to meditate anymore despite his complicated thoughts.

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

After recovering, he returned to the room and continued meditating.

After several adjustments, he finally entered the state of emptying his mind again.

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

And in the darkness, a faint light was wandering, outlining a dark-colored tiger.

Guan Lang even forgot his own existence.

The body began to rise and fall slowly, seeming to maintain a strange rhythm with 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 the 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 moved confidently 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.

To his disappointment, the mission progress still showed zero.

In other words, the tiger shape he meditated still did not meet the requirements of the system.

He sighed.

It seems that I can only go to the zoo another day to feel the spirit of the tiger in person.

Although he has watched many live videos of tigers, the information conveyed in the videos is incomplete after all. With only image data, it is difficult to simulate an accurate tiger shape.

Only by experiencing a live tiger in person can you truly understand the shape of a tiger.

Guan Langdong made a big sound and lay on the bed.

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

It would be a good thing if you can save some time.

Guan Lang waved away the tiger shape he meditated in his mind.

Since there was no way to continue to meditate deeply, Guan Lang did not waste time and simply started another reading task.

The traditional literature of task requirements is a relatively broad concept.

Guan Lang got up and grabbed many books from the bookshelf in the room.

He had bought some books to fill his bookshelf before, but he hadn't read much of them yet.

Once opened, Osamu Dazai's "Disqualification in the World" has 100,000 words, which is not up to standard.

"The Kite Runner" has 210,000 words, which is not up to standard.

Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Journey" has 230,000 words, but it still doesn't meet the standard.

Guan Lang flipped through several books in a row, but he didn't expect that he was stuck on the word count. The system's task required at least 300,000 words.

After flipping through it for a while, he found a book called "The Birth of the Federal Reserve" with 320,000 words.

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

So my heart soon sank.

Thanks to the last reading, his reading speed has improved a lot.

The main reason is that he realized his potential for speed reading. With his current understanding ability, if he wanted to, he could actually maintain a very fast reading speed while still understanding the content.

The reading speed is about 70,000 to 80,000 words per hour.

On average, I read about 1,300 words per minute.

This is actually a very fast read. After all, what you are reading is not an online text, but a professional book filled with a lot of awkward terminology.

In one afternoon, Guan Lang read this book quietly in the sound of pattering rain. 11 Friends who read books, you can search for "" to find this website as soon as possible.


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