Dangerous World, I Need to Keep My Head Down and Not Take Risks!

The next day.

Qin Yang got up early.

He bought two fried dough sticks and a bowl of sweet tofu brain on the way.

That was enough to make do for breakfast.

After entering the library, Qin Yang went straight to his workstation.

First floor, Area 1.

The Jiang City Martial Arts Library had three floors in total, with eight areas on the first floor.

The first floor recorded only the most basic martial arts manuals.

The higher one went, the more profound the martial arts recorded there became.

However, Qin Yang did not have permission to go to the second floor.

His task was to manage his own little patch of territory.

The library's experts naturally guarded the upper two floors.

Neatly arranged on the shelves were martial arts manuals.

As a library administrator, Qin Yang was naturally free to read these basic martial arts manuals as he pleased.

Now that he possessed the cultivation of a Half-Step to the Innate Realm, Qin Yang planned to pick out a martial art and train in it properly.

That way, if he encountered any danger in the future, he would have at least some ability to protect himself.

Returning Origin Palm Technique Tiger's Roar Saber Technique

Luo Family Spear Technique...

After sweeping his gaze across the manuals on the shelves, Qin Yang finally picked up a swordsmanship manual titled "Clear Wind Sword Technique."

The library had plenty of martial arts manuals.

But Qin Yang understood the saying that biting off more than one could chew was no good.

He was not greedy and chose only one basic sword technique.

As for why he chose swordsmanship?

There was no other reason—it was cool! As a sunny young man, Qin Yang naturally harbored a swordsman's dream in his heart.

Who did not want to roam the world with a sword at their side?

Although he did not yet have the strength to venture across the world, that did not stop Qin Yang from choosing swordsmanship.

With no women in my heart, drawing a sword comes naturally.

But Qin Yang did not even have a sword, and he could not practice swordsmanship inside the library.

So he could only squat silently in a corner and memorize the sword moves in the manual first.

The original owner had no experience cultivating martial arts. Although Qin Yang had the cultivation of a Half-Step to the Innate Realm, he was still a complete novice.

Still, the cultivation of a Half-Step to the Innate Realm gave him a huge advantage, after all.

At the very least, these basic martial arts could not stump him.

It was not until noon that Qin Yang stretched lazily and closed the manual in his hand.

Because it was time to eat.

The library had its own cafeteria. The food was quite good, and it was cheap too.

Qin Yang ordered a plate of braised pork, which cost less than three yuan.

It was all about great value for money.

"Ugh, when will these days ever end?"

"Staying in this library every day, I feel like I'm about to get depressed."

Qin Yang happily ate his braised pork while his other colleagues in the cafeteria looked utterly listless.

"Who told us to have such poor aptitude? We're destined to work for others our whole lives!"

"Train hard. If you can break through to the Third Level of the Acquired Realm someday, maybe you can find a decent job."

"The Third Level of the Acquired Realm? With trash aptitude like mine, I'll probably be thirty by then. At that point, I'll likely only be fit to work as a security guard."

"Ugh, what can we do? We were born with poor aptitude. We're destined to be wage slaves for life!"

Listening to the complaints of his colleagues behind him, Qin Yang shook his head.

He could not help sighing inwardly. It seemed that life was even harder in this world than in his previous one.

The strong were respected. Without strength, one could only remain at the bottom of society for a lifetime.

Of course, that had nothing to do with Qin Yang.

He had no lofty ideals or ambitions.

As long as he had food and drink and could live well, that was enough.

Although he had become a Half-Step to the Innate Realm expert, Qin Yang had no intention of changing jobs.

He felt that staying in this library was quite good.

First, he had no desire to make money.

He had toiled for decades in his previous life. Now that he had been reborn, he only wanted to live peacefully and lie low properly.

Second, according to the system, this world was a Mystical World.

Having read countless novels in his previous life, Qin Yang naturally understood how terrifying the combat power of a Mystical World could be.

If he went outside and started showing off, what if some Innate Realm Expert popped out of nowhere and killed him? The outside world was too dangerous. He was better off staying obediently in the library.

A life of fighting and killing was not what Qin Yang wanted.

Third, his cheat was far too unreliable! Qin Yang still had not figured out what exactly was going on with this cheat.

This Half-Step to the Innate Realm cultivation had also come to him in a muddled fashion.

Even if he went outside, he had no way to become stronger.

Although the system had raised Qin Yang's cultivation, his trash aptitude had not changed in the slightest.

His speed of absorbing Star Power was still as slow as a turtle's crawl.

Though he had already reached the Half-Step to the Innate Realm and was only half a step away from the Innate Realm,

Qin Yang knew full well that, with his aptitude, crossing that half-step would likely be fraught with difficulties.

Forget it. As a good-for-nothing, lying low obediently was the true path.

Qin Yang could not be bothered to think about it any longer. After finishing the braised pork in his bowl, he returned directly to his workstation and continued reading.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

Every day, Qin Yang did nothing but read and eat.

His days were exceptionally peaceful.

After appearing that one time, the system vanished without a trace again, as if it had never existed.

If Qin Yang had not truly possessed the cultivation of a Half-Step to the Innate Realm,

he would have started to wonder whether the system even existed. Qin Yang had also tried slaughtering other small animals, hoping to awaken the system again.

But every attempt ended in failure.

Helpless, Qin Yang simply stopped caring.

Every day, he went to work obediently and read.

To hell with this stupid Dog System!

Qin Yang believed that even without the system,

he could still lie low just fine! Of course, aside from lying low, Qin Yang gradually became more familiar with his colleagues at the library.

The original owner had been somewhat withdrawn and even insecure. He disliked interacting with others, which had left him with poor relationships.

But over the past month, through Qin Yang's efforts, his colleagues' impression of him finally changed greatly.

The female colleagues in particular often secretly glanced at him. In private, they had even given him the title of "Library Hunk."

Qin Yang could not help sighing. "Being handsome is such a troublesome thing..."

"Qin Yang, you're reading again?"

"Come on, it's time to eat!"

A figure suddenly appeared beside Qin Yang and gave his shoulder a hard slap.

Qin Yang, who had been reading, jumped in fright. He glared at the other man irritably. "Can't you give me a heads-up first?"

This man was Xia He, the administrator of Area 2 on the library's first floor. He was one of the male colleagues Qin Yang was relatively close to.

If Qin Yang had been forced by life into coming to the library to lie low,

then Xia He had come willingly.

It was said that his family was well-off and his parents had considerable wealth. He was considered one of the library's rich second-generation heirs.

But because his aptitude was too poor and he was also his family's only child,

his parents did not want to see him venture outside, so they could only let him live off them.

"Hehe, next time for sure, for sure."

Xia He chuckled and draped an arm over Qin Yang's shoulder, completely unconcerned.