An Yunxiu lay on the bed in her rented room, staring at the ceiling.
The place was small. The bedroom, study, and living room were all one space, barely over twenty square meters. Inside were a bathroom, a tiny kitchen, and a small balcony. That was it.
After all, for a few hundred yuan a month, being able to rent a place like this in a second-tier city was already pretty good. She did not dare hope for much more.
It was already late. Most of the overtime-working wage slaves had gone to rest, but she was still lying in bed, scrolling through her phone.
Several stacks of professional books sat by her bedside: Principles of Electrochemistry, Fundamentals of Energy Storage Materials, Lithium-Ion Battery Manufacturing Processes, and the like. From this, it was clear that she was, at the very least, another beast churned out by a university.
She was not sleepy, so she had left the curtains behind her not quite fully drawn for ventilation, allowing the lights from the building across the street and the streetlamps to shine in.
She had been lying in bed for a long time. She had gone to bed at eleven that night, and it was now 2:13 a.m. For her, this was another day of insomnia.
No, it should be another, another, another day of insomnia?
"Ugh—!!"
After looking at her phone for a while, An Yunxiu rolled over, tossed it onto the bedside, then buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled groan thick with a strange mixture of anger and grievance.
Yes, grievance and indignation!
Because she, An Yunxiu, twenty-four years old, an outstanding graduate student in Materials Science and Engineering at a certain university of science and technology, had just graduated and received her degree.