My blind date failed, so I had to ascend the throne and become emperor.

Chapter 4 Spiritual Root Registration
late at night.

Zhou Ping tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

For ordinary people, nurturing spiritual roots is like a leap over the dragon gate, a life-changing event that will make anyone excited for a while.

If only I were younger.

He couldn't wait to spread the news.

Take out your phone.

Slide open the lock screen.

He searched for videos and news related to spiritual root cultivation, especially information on how to register after cultivating spiritual roots.

In fact, he had already known these things.

Now I'm just revisiting it.

I watched it until two in the morning.

Drowsiness swept over him.

Zhou Ping couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

The next day.

Wake up early in the morning.

Instead of feeling tired and exhausted, he felt particularly energetic.

I got up and stretched my body.

He actually felt full of energy, which was rare in recent years. Especially after staying up late, he would feel exhausted the next day. After all, he was not young anymore. Once people are over 30, their body functions will decline.

But now it feels like returning to youth.

"Could it be because the body absorbs spiritual energy?"

Zhou Ping thought about what was said in the videos he had watched, and thought to himself that his guess should be correct. The most important reason why spiritual practice attracted so many people was that it could bring about direct changes, whether it was strength or lifespan, they would be reborn.

He felt this change as soon as he nurtured his spiritual roots.

“This is cultivation!”

A little emotional.

Then he washed, changed his clothes, and took the elevator to the underground garage.

It takes 20 minutes to drive from Jiayuan Community to the company.

Pass by the breakfast shop.

He also bought some buns and soy milk.

Come to the company.

Many colleagues were chatting.

"Zhou Ping."

"Have you had any blind dates during these days of vacation?"

Just sat down.

The colleague next to me asked with a smile.

Zhou Ping shrugged, "It's over."

My colleague immediately joked, "You're a bit of a blind date snob. If you ask me, you should just get together with Xiao Li. She's being pressured to get married every day."

The girl with a ponytail sitting in the front turned her head and rolled her eyes, saying, "If you can cultivate spiritual roots like the son of Mr. Wang, the company's president, I'd be willing to pay you for it."

"If you really have spiritual roots, there will be a lot of girls throwing themselves at you. By then, it won't be your turn, Xiao Li."

A colleague joked.

The girl with the ponytail didn't care and curled her lips. "Let's talk about it after you cultivate your spiritual roots. By the way, at the beginning of next month, how much do you plan to give as a share?"

Talk about this topic.

Several colleagues joined in.

"Five hundred, maybe."

"Five hundred is a bit too little. Nowadays, the number of people attending this kind of spiritual root celebration banquet is usually over a thousand."

"Everything's getting more expensive these days, even membership fees are going up!"

"That's right. So what if we give a contribution? Can we still have a relationship with a spiritual root cultivator?"

"There's nothing I can do. If you don't follow me, the department manager might give you a hard time later."

As soon as these words came out.

There was immediate silence all around.

Although there is no historical evidence that leaders will cause trouble, no one is willing to take the risk.

It's hard to find a job nowadays.

If I lose my job because of this, it would be a waste of time.

Zhou Ping didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his mind whether he should hold a celebration banquet. This was a huge sum of money. Even if he resigned, his colleagues would probably come to the party if they knew the news.

It's time to go to work.

The manager called Zhou Ping to the office.

"It's almost the end of the month, remember to submit your performance report as soon as possible." "Manager, let someone else do this. I plan to resign."

"Resign... What, you don't want to do this anymore?"

"My family found me a good job, a stable job."

Listen to this.

The manager suddenly realized and stopped trying to persuade him to stay. "Okay, write a letter of resignation and hand over your work. I'll talk to the finance department and settle your salary for this month."

Zhou Ping said hurriedly, "Thank you, Manager."

At noon, the news of his resignation spread. After knowing the reason, his colleagues were envious. These days, many people are scrambling for a stable job.

Completed the work.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I finished cleaning up.

He left the company and returned home, called his aunt and told her that he had resigned.

"Your uncle has arranged two or three days."

"You should go out for a walk during this time, don't stay at home."

"Ok."

hang up the phone.

Zhou Ping spread the cushions in the living room.

Then he began to breathe, but this time he practiced according to the twelve basic breathing methods, because when registering for the spiritual root assessment, he had to use the basic breathing methods promulgated by the state.

call.

suck.

After meditation.

All sounds around disappeared, leaving only rhythmic breathing.

What’s different from the past is.

This time, after practicing for less than three minutes, he felt the cool touch, but the duration was not as long as the Purple Qi Breathing Method.

This is the difference in the methods of practice.

"It's been revealed online that, besides basic breathing techniques, there are other methods that can speed up the body's absorption of spiritual energy... These methods haven't been published by the country, and they can't be found anywhere. I'm afraid they're precious resources."

“Perhaps you can only access it after passing the assessment and registration!”

End the practice.

Zhou Ping glanced at the time. It was almost four o'clock. If he went to the assessment site now, it would probably be off work. After all, it was an official organization and they never worked overtime.

He stood up and put away the cushion.

He picked up his phone and was about to buy something when he saw that the tour leader, Sister Wang, had called him. He had turned the phone to silent mode while practicing, so after thinking about it, he called back.

A few simple greetings were exchanged.

Sister Wang smiled and said, "Zhou Ping, there's a girl from the next city. I told her about your situation and she's willing to meet and talk. Do you want to set up a time?"

This team leader is really kind-hearted.

After only a day or two, he started introducing himself.

to be frank.

It’s not that Zhou Ping is very tired of blind dates, but he has seen some weird ones over the years, so it’s inevitable that he feels a little resistant to them. In the past, he had no choice but to follow the routine, but he has to go for the assessment and registration tomorrow, so naturally he doesn’t want to pay attention to this matter.

"Sister Wang, thank you very much. I don't have time at the moment."

"Row."

"When you are free, I will introduce you to it."

the next day.

He tidied himself up and then drove to the Cultivator Management Center in Jiangcheng City. The whole building was very grand, with a large square at the entrance. On the square, there were nine statues made entirely of mutton-fat white jade.

They were the first pioneers to cultivate spiritual roots and make great contributions to mankind.

There were quite a few people gathered at the edge of the outfield.

As soon as Zhou Ping came over, several people came forward quickly.

"Big Brother, are you here to take the spiritual root test and register?"

"Look at my age, do I look like I can cultivate spiritual roots?"

These people looked at it carefully, shook their heads, and walked away disappointedly.

Most of the people who come here are young men and women. Although there are older people, they are very rare. Normally, you won’t see one in half a year.

Zhou Ping smiled and walked across the square to the gate.

There were armed soldiers on both sides who checked his ID before letting him in.

"Sir, what do you need?"

The front desk clerk has a good image.

Her voice was sweet and she had a standard smile on her face.

"I want to register for the spiritual root assessment!"

(End of this chapter)