I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Running a distance of slightly over 18 kilometers gave me 205 experience points in "Running".

As his experience in this skill grows and his level increases, everything related to running will be enhanced.

His posture and power exertion became more and more perfect. He learned how to exert power in a way that would prevent injury while still bursting out stronger, what posture would reduce wind resistance and make him run faster, and how to coordinate his breathing rhythm. All of these became ingrained in his body as if by instinct.

Physical fitness is also enhanced, especially lung capacity and leg explosiveness.

Xue Jing glanced at the "fitness" skill again.

You have completed a long-distance run, gaining 32 fitness experience points.

[Fitness Lv2 (288/500)]

He went to sit down on a chair in the garden and rested for a while.

"Comfortable."

He was very tired, but the satisfaction of seeing himself become a better person brought him a joy that far exceeded his fatigue.

Even without mentioning the growth rate of the panel, just being able to clearly see one's progress is actually an incredible cheat.

Just like some people can't stick to studying or exercising for long, but can play games and grind for days on end, the biggest difference lies in whether they can accurately recognize that they are making progress.

The certainty of receiving positive feedback in real time, and the strong sense of anticipation of knowing that the future will be bright, can inspire powerful motivation in most people from the bottom of their hearts.

This is almost like having one foot in the sage's realm of 'unity of knowledge and action'.

It was already past six o'clock, and the sky was bright. People were gradually starting to appear around.

Xue Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly walked back home.

After returning home, he took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, then went into the bathroom to shower, feeling refreshed.

The cat was still asleep, even though he had slept with him yesterday. His biological clock was clearly not normal.

Xue Jing went to the kitchen, took out six eggs from the refrigerator, put them in a pot, poured in enough water to just cover the eggs, and put it on the induction cooker to cook.

I poured a large bottle of pure milk into another pot, heated it on the gas stove until it was hot, turned off the heat, added oatmeal and some sugar, and made a pot of oatmeal sweet milk.

He then took out some leftover bread slices from the cupboard, which he had just bought yesterday morning; this would be his breakfast today.

Because it was too simple, it couldn't really be called cooking skills, so my "cooking" experience didn't improve.

He ate four boiled eggs, peeled the remaining two, and put them in a small plate. He also left some oat milk and bread, which he prepared and placed on the dining table so that the cat could eat them when it woke up.

Although the cat's refusal to communicate displeased him, it did provide an opportunity for a transformation in his skill panel, so Xue Jing was still grateful to it.

After doing all this, Xue Jing changed into his school uniform, slung his backpack over one shoulder, and casually took a dart from the hanging tube next to the dartboard.

Upon reaching the gate, he opened it, turned around, threw a dart, then immediately turned back without looking at the result, walked out, closed the door, and locked it.

On the dartboard hanging in the corner, a dart is deeply embedded in the bullseye.

[Aim accurately at the bullseye, gain +1 aiming experience]

Xue Jing left his house, walked a short distance, boarded a bus, and passed through three stops while being secretly watched by the female students on the same bus. He gained some more experience in charm techniques, got off at his stop, and arrived at Qingcheng Affiliated Middle School.

It was around 6:30 in the morning. There was a large crowd at the school gate. Xue Jing followed the crowd into the campus, but instead of going to his class, he walked towards the opposite side of the affiliated high school teaching building.

As an affiliated high school of Qingcheng University, Qingcheng Affiliated High School is connected to the Qingcheng University campus, and students can visit each other at any time.

Xue Jing was heading to Qingda University's library.

This world contains some unusual things that did not exist on Earth in the previous life.

However, due to various considerations, the official information blockade on this matter is quite strict. Some information can be found online, but it is all vague and brief introduction.

Just because you can't find it online doesn't mean you can't find it at Qingcheng University.

As one of the top universities in the outer ring, its students are future social elites and are qualified to know some secrets.

Xue Jing is a student in the special elite class of Qingfu Middle School.

The elite class is a special class, and naturally it has special care. As long as the students in the elite class can maintain their grades and retain this status, they can choose not to take the college entrance examination and directly enter Qingcheng University.

As a result, the elite class students enjoyed some privileges that Tsinghua University students had in advance, such as... going to the seventh floor of the Tsinghua University Library.

The first six floors of the library are open to regular students of the affiliated high school, but the seventh floor is not. It contains documents and archives that cannot be found online, and only students from Qingyuan University or the elite class of the affiliated high school can enter.

Xue Jing went in once out of curiosity, but the documents and archives on this floor were too numerous, messy, and disorganized. Moreover, there was no computer to search and locate books, making it difficult to accurately find the information he wanted to know. After that, he never came back.

However, this is currently the only place where he might be able to find information related to 'divine matter,' so he can only try his luck here, like searching for a needle in a haystack.

The Qingda Library occupies a vast area, with several access control gates at the main entrance. Xue Jing took out his library card, swiped it at the sensor of the gate, and entered the library after verification.

He went straight up without stopping, arriving at the sixth floor. At the stairwell leading to the seventh floor, there was another turnstile. He swiped his card again to pass through and reached the seventh floor.

Compared to the modern decor of the first six floors, the seventh floor of the library appears simple and unadorned, with old bookshelves, old tables and chairs, old books and documents, and old-fashioned dim yellow lights hanging from the ceiling. Upon entering, one has the illusion of having crossed time and traveled back to the past.

But it has a sense of historical weight that the first six floors lack.

The seventh floor is usually deserted, let alone in the early morning. Xue Jing had expected it to be completely empty.

But to his surprise, a young girl was already sitting in the rest area with its old tables and chairs.

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The girl sat upright by the window, wearing a pure white fitted T-shirt on her upper body and light-colored skinny jeans on her lower body, with a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet. Her posture was very upright, the kind of upright sitting that was flawless, which made her buttocks taut and outlined a beautiful curve.

Her hair was long and straight, so smooth it could be used for an advertisement shoot. It was tied up in a high ponytail with a white hair tie, reaching her waist. Her eyes, hidden beneath her bangs, were quiet and focused as she gazed at the book she held in her hands, occasionally turning the pages gently with her neatly trimmed fingers.

Perhaps because she was too engrossed in reading, Xue Jing's arrival did not elicit any reaction from the girl.

'A student from Qingda University? Judging from the age... it doesn't seem like it.'

Xue Jing glanced at the girl with some surprise, pausing for a moment on her beautiful, slightly purplish pupils.

Since they weren't wearing school uniforms, they probably weren't students from the affiliated high school; they were likely college students who looked younger than their age.

He didn't pay much attention and turned to walk towards the bookshelf area.

The seventh floor has four rows of sixteen double-sided wooden bookshelves, plus wall-mounted bookshelves that completely cover three walls, leaving only a rest area. All the bookshelves are filled, or rather, crammed, with old books and documents.

The collection of books is astonishing.

Without computer search and location services, and without even categorizing the books, finding the desired information in such a vast sea of ​​books is incredibly difficult, which explains why this place has been deserted for so many years.

Xue Jing randomly selected a row of bookshelves, walked to the middle, and looked at the messy old documents in front of him with a headache, not knowing where to start.

He randomly picked up a book that looked reasonably intact, wiped away the dust, and found a wine-red hardcover with no patterns on it. In the center was a white title written in Song typeface, and in the lower right corner were the author's name and the date of publication in smaller white characters. 'An antique book from nearly two hundred years ago…'

The overlap of the two realms is a special phenomenon that appeared on Earth after the death of 'God'.

Just as the literal meaning suggests, "two worlds overlapping" refers to 'two worlds overlapping each other'.

If the world is a car that keeps driving on the road, then the overlap of two worlds is like two cars colliding.

This phenomenon results in parts of the two worlds being embedded in each other's 'body', and this overlapping area is called the 'borderland'.

The globally accepted explanation for this phenomenon is that the 'driver' died.

Without a 'God' as the driver to steer the car, it will inevitably crash into other unmanned vehicles on the road.

"..."

Xue Jing opened the book and casually glanced at two pages. The theories contained therein seemed full of errors by today's standards, but at the time they were cutting-edge research materials that laid an indelible foundation for the current study of overlapping phenomena. Although they are outdated as theoretical materials, they are extremely valuable as historical materials.

After putting the book back in its place, Xue Jing continued his needle-in-a-haystack search for clues that might be related to 'divine matter'.

More than an hour later.

I quickly flipped through a few pages of the "Records of the Eternal Night War" file in my hand, then put it back on the bookshelf.

Xue Jing shook his head; just as he had expected, there was nothing to be gained.

Since I had expected it, I wasn't disappointed.

After calming herself down, Xue Jing picked up her phone and checked the time. It was already 7:30, time for class.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the girl he had seen in the rest area earlier walking towards him with books in her arms.

Xue Jing's gaze fell on the girl's well-developed area—but he wasn't looking at that area; rather, he was looking at the book the girl was holding there.

It was a book about three fingers thick, covered with a black hardcover, and the cover had a strange picture on it.

A luminous humanoid figure with a halo above his head, countless wings growing from top to bottom, and radiating light all over his body, held the azure Earth in his hands. His face was obscured, and his head was tilted upwards, as if he were shouting something. Light flowed down his body like blood, falling from his feet into an unknown abyss.

The meaning behind this cover is something no one in the world is unaware of: it is the 'Death of God,' or, to be more precise and formal, the 'Death of God.'

Xue Jing had seen similar scenes in countless paintings, movies, and games.

Xue Jing looked at the book title.

If God hadn't died.

He nodded politely and stepped aside to let the girl pass by him. Up close, Xue Jing could see her face clearly. She had a rather delicate and clean beauty. She wasn't the type to be stunning at first glance, but rather the kind of beauty that grows on you the more you look at her.

The girl nodded back at him, then stuffed the book in her hand into the gap on the top shelf of the bookshelf, but because she wasn't tall enough, it looked a little difficult for her to stand on tiptoe.

Seeing this, Xue Jing said softly, "Let me help you."

He reached out his hand, gesturing for the girl to give him the book, which she did not refuse and handed to Xue Jing.

Watching Xue Jing easily stuff the book into the gap above the bookshelf without having to stand on tiptoe, the girl blinked her clear, slightly purplish eyes and said, "Thank you."

Xue Jing hummed in agreement, not minding the small favor.

After finishing this task, he didn't linger. He walked straight out of the library and headed towards the affiliated high school building.

……

By the time he stepped into the classroom, morning reading was almost over and class was about to officially begin.

All the students in the class had arrived. Apart from a very few students who were talking quietly, the vast majority were silently flipping through books or working on papers.

Students in elite classes face considerable pressure.

Xue Jing was popular in the class. When he walked in, although the atmosphere during morning reading was not suitable for talking, many classmates still nodded to him as a greeting.

Xue Jing responded to each question, but when he arrived at his seat, he stopped in his tracks.

His desk and chairs were scratched.