Yin Dajing smiled and seemed to be very happy when he saw Zhuang Lingfeng being cured.
With this medical skill, at least I won't starve to death.
"Principal Zhuang, okay, you get up. As long as you work hard and cultivate more talents for our motherland, my life of saving you will be in vain."
These words were more like what an elder said to a younger generation, but when Zhuang Lingfeng heard it at the moment, he felt very happy and took it for granted.
"Dr. Yin, what you just said reminded me that your medical skills are superb. If you can teach them in schools, more people will start to learn about traditional Chinese medicine..."
Yin Dajing interrupted him and said: "Principal Zhuang, I understand what you mean, but let's talk about this topic later. I am just an ordinary programmer now, and I have not thought about teaching medical skills."
"Yes, yes. If you want to teach and spread medical skills, you can always come to me." Zhuang Lingfeng felt it was a pity, but he still respected Yin Dajing's decision.
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When Yin Dajing returned to the dormitory, it was already late, and Gao Yang had already fallen asleep.
I took a shower, squinted for a while, and at eleven o'clock, I got up and started practicing.
According to the Wood System Cultivation Method of Yaoxianmen, Zishi is the time when yin is strong, and the yin pole generates yang. The middle of the night when yang rises, represents the beginning of the growth of yang energy.
There is a lack of spiritual energy now, so cultivators will not miss this moment to practice.
Yin Dajing is now poor and cannot afford medicinal materials, so he can only practice hard.
With the movement of the technique, Yin Dajing felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth pouring in from all directions, and then it was absorbed into his body. After a great cycle of movement, it turned into his own spiritual power.
In order to give Zhuang Lingfeng acupuncture, Yin Dajing consumed too much spiritual power. At this time, it was time to replenish it.
"call……"
"Too slow."
After two hours of practice, Yin Dajing recovered most of his spiritual power.
However, Yin Dajing also discovered that he could only barely step into the third level of Qi Refining.
To put it simply, his realm is sufficient, but his spiritual power is not enough.
Reiki does not come out of thin air, it can only be absorbed from the outside.
There is no other way. Just eating steamed buns and steamed buns is of no use, and the replenishment of spiritual power is very little.
"It seems that I still have to copy other skills as soon as possible, and then make money to buy medicine."
Before, he didn't know the existence of cultivators, and Yin Dajing just wanted to make money. But after knowing that cultivators were around him, Yin Dajing understood that his greatest reliance is only his own strength.
Yin Dajing tried to use his spiritual power again to see the foggy things in his consciousness. Although it was still extremely blurry, Yin Dajing discovered that there seemed to be a bead in the center of the fog, quickly rotating around a simple mirror.
"Beads? Mirror? Does it mean that my copying ability and ability to deduce upgrades all come from beads and mirrors?"
It was too difficult to conduct further detection. Now, he could barely see the nature of the fog clearly.
Fortunately, Yin Dajing is a very tolerant person and will not dwell on things that he cannot figure out.
Most of Sunday, Yin Dajing and Gao Yang were moving.
Although two people could move in with their bags, there were still a lot of things that they couldn't bear to throw away, so they took them with them.
Even when Gu Hong and Ling Mo returned to Yanjing, Yin Dajing didn't see them off.
"I'm so tired, damn, I'm so tired..." After putting everything in place, Gao Yang tiredly didn't want to move his fingers.
"Shit! Brother Jing, you've taken medicine or gotten an injection. It seems like your face isn't red and your heart isn't beating." But in a blink of an eye, he saw Yin Dajing calmly starting to wipe the hall.
Gao Yang couldn't help but exclaimed as Xiu didn't even take a break.
"It's your lack of exercise..."
"Nima, it seems like you like to exercise very much. I don't know who bought a piece of sportswear, but I only wore it twice."
Yin Dajing was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed secretly, yes, two days ago, wasn't he just a fresh graduate who lacked training like Gao Yang?
In fact, his physical fitness is not as good as Gao Yang.
But now, he is already a monk at the third level of Qi Refining, and his body has been improved to a level far superior to that of ordinary people.
Even if I just packed my bags and moved in, even if I didn’t have much, I had been busy for a day and wiped it down for a few hours, and I finally tidied up my home quickly.
"Yes, this feels like home."
Yin Dajing felt relieved.
On Monday morning, Yin Dajing got up early and made breakfast.
His cooking skills are very average, but he can fry a poached egg and cook some porridge.
After finishing breakfast myself and leaving a portion for Gao Yang, I went out early.
Today is the first day of work, and Yin Dajing decided that it would be better to arrive at the company earlier.
Before getting on the bus, Yin Dajing was still looking forward to seeing if he could copy any useful skills. Unexpectedly, he made a miscalculation.
The car was actually full of uncles and aunts. I contacted a few, but most of them were of no use. If they were useful, they were the copied "elementary Sichuan cooking skills" and "elementary traditional handicraft skills".
As for "elementary square dancing skills", Yin Dajing is really not interested.
Although the art is not overwhelming, there is really no need to copy this skill that will never be used.
"Hmm?" Just when Yin Da Jingdu was about to get off the bus, he saw a young man in his twenties putting his hand into the pocket of an aunt.
Yin Dajing walked over quickly, ready to stop him, but without thinking, he came into contact with the pickpocket and was prompted: "You found the junior thief skill, do you want to copy it?"
"Copy!" Yin Dajing did not hesitate, and directly copied it twice, cutting off his skill.
"What are you doing? You are a thief, thief..." Without his master thief skills, the pickpocket was immediately caught by the aunt.
"Catch the thief, catch the thief!" The uncles and aunts had extraordinary fighting power. They quickly worked together to control the pickpocket and shouted that they would take him to the police station.
Yin Dajing just smiled and got out of the car.
After getting off the bus, Yin Dajing upgraded his "junior thief skills" to "intermediate thief skills".
"Uh... I didn't expect that this skill is not weak at all."
"If you cooperate with my spiritual power, it will be even more... tsk tsk..."
Yueran Technology was on the ninth floor of Qiushui Building. Yin Dajing did not have a work permit yet, so he registered downstairs before entering the elevator.
After arriving at the company, he waited for about twenty minutes while the manager of the human resources department, Peng Xijuan, was busy completing the entry procedures for him, applying for a work permit, entering facial punch cards, etc.
It took a full hour of work to get it done, and then I took him to the technical department.
Yueran Technology does not have many employees, but it occupies a full floor of Qiu Shui Building.
The same is true for the technical department, which has less than twenty people but occupies an office that can accommodate fifty or sixty people.
Xue Yifan, the director of the technical department, is a bald man in his mid-thirties, whom he had met during previous interviews.
"Yin Dajing, you are here. Come, I will take you to meet the brothers." Xue Yifan was very enthusiastic and took Yin Dajing and his colleagues in the technical department to say hello.
Yin Dajing swallowed. Damn it, he has intermediate computer programming skills. He has been in college for four years and has not even reached the junior level.
Without hesitation, of course I copied them all.
However, in English, Yin Dajing is now at the intermediate level. After copying it, he found that it was just his own knowledge points and a little more. This can be regarded as filling in the gaps.
After greeting his colleagues in the technical department, Xue Yifan left Yin Dajing alone to greet his colleagues in other departments.
"Director Xue, that's good. Your technical department has a new talent."
"Hello, handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?"
But everyone still has work, so they just say hello casually, and Yin Dajing can't take the initiative to go over and shake hands with others.
Colleagues in other departments, especially girls, all made fun of Yin Dajing.
"Hello, Mr. Lu!"
After Xue Yifan stayed with Yin Dajing for a while, he was about to take him back. At this moment, someone suddenly came out of the president's office, and Xue Yifan immediately shouted respectfully.
"High...high..." Yin Dajing's eyes widened and his tongue was a little knotted.
Isn't this elegant? Well, no, it should be said that she was the hot girl he met two days ago and kicked him away.
However, unlike the first time we met, the hot girl was dressed very formally today, completely different from what she saw the day before yesterday.
"Huh?" Lu Yueran didn't remember that Yin Dajing was here at first, but when he heard "Gao... Gao...", he immediately remembered it.
Xue Yifan pushed Yin Dajing and said: "Yin Dajing, this is Mr. Lu, the president of our Yueran Technology. Mr. Lu, this is a new colleague from our technology department. I am introducing him to the brothers and sisters in various departments."
"Lu...Hello, Mr. Lu..." Yin Dajing called out quickly.
"Well, work hard!" Lu Yueran said perfunctorily and left.
Returning to his seat, Yin Dajing was still a little silly.
Gao Ya, Lu Yueran, the beautiful president of Yueran Technology...
Isn't this too coincidental?
Could it be that this is fate?
"call……"
After Yin Dajing took a deep breath, his eyes fell in the direction of the president's office, and he decided resolutely, "I want to chase her!"