Ding! 丁!
A soft chime echoed in Lin Xiuyuan's mind, the words "Pillow of Tranquility" appeared, followed by a small line explaining its effects: increases sleep recovery speed by 300%, shortens meditation recovery time equivalent to six hours of intensive cultivation.一阵轻柔的钟声在林秀远的脑海中响起,"宁静枕"的字样出现了,后面是一行小字,说明了它的效果:使睡眠恢复速度提高300%,缩短冥想恢复时间,相当于6小时的强化修炼.
Without even opening his eyes, Lin Xiuyuan skillfully tucked the pillow, which felt smooth and warm like jade, under his head. An indescribable sense of comfort instantly enveloped his consciousness, so soothing that he let out a satisfied hum from his throat: "This isn't cultivation, this is a high-end wellness package from a luxury sleep center."林秀远连眼睛都没睁开,就把柔软如玉的枕头巧妙地塞进了自己的头下.一种说不出的舒适感立刻笼罩了他的意识,让他感到如此舒服,以至于他从喉咙里发出满意的嗡嗡声:"这不是修炼,这是豪华睡眠中心提供的高端健康套餐."
Unbeknownst to him, as he fell into a deeper sleep, an invisible wave of subtle energy emanated from his pillow, silently spreading through the walls and enveloping the entire top of the tower.他不知道的是,当他进入更深的睡眠时,一股无形的微妙能量从他的枕头里散发出来,无声地穿过墙壁,包围了整个塔楼的顶部.
In the adjacent quiet room, Su Wanqing was tossing and turning, unable to calm her restless mind. Last night, in preparation for the tribe's upcoming "Tidal Trial," she had forced herself to undergo an intense magic concentration, resulting in magical exhaustion. Despite meditating for three hours, she had only recovered less than half.隔壁安静的房间里,苏婉清辗转反侧,无法平静自己不安的心.昨晚,为了准备部落即将到来的"潮汐审判",她强迫自己进行了强烈的魔法集中,导致魔法耗尽.尽管冥想了三个小时,她只恢复了不到一半.
This state made her extremely anxious.这种状态使她极度焦虑.
However, just then, a strange sense of peace suddenly descended upon her, her eyelids grew heavy, and she unknowingly fell asleep.然而,就在这时,一种奇怪的平静感突然降临在她身上,她的眼皮变得沉重起来,不知不觉地睡着了.
When she awoke again, the light outside the window was already bright. She sat up abruptly, her first instinct was to check her condition, and her bright eyes filled with disbelief.当她再次醒来时,窗外的灯光已经很亮了.她突然坐起来,她的第一反应是检查自己的情况,她明亮的眼睛里充满了怀疑.
The sea of mana within her dantian was not only full but even more refined than before the depletion!她丹田里的魔力之海,不仅满了,而且比枯竭前更精致!
She immediately closed her eyes for inner observation, finding that the circulation of magic in her body seemed to have been injected with a lubricant, its speed nearly doubled compared to when she was in intensive cultivation!她立刻闭上眼睛往里观察,发现自己体内的魔法循环好像被注射了一种润滑剂,速度比精耕细作时快了近一倍!
A night's rest equaled months of hard work? This completely violated the basic laws of sorcery!
With a jumbled heart, Su Wanqing, filled with doubts, quickly walked to the top of the tower to the astrological room, visiting the tribe's wisest elder—Grandma Illusion Sound.
The old woman, blind but wise, sat quietly among a pile of yellowed ancient books. Hearing Su Wanqing's footsteps and hurried breathing, she did not turn around but extended her withered fingers, slowly stroking an ancient scroll.
"Child, your heart is like a feather chased by a storm."
Su Wanqing bowed deeply, recounting her strange encounter in detail.
Grandma Illusion Sound listened quietly, her face showing no emotion. Her fingers stopped at a line of faded ancient characters, softly reciting: "Three hundred years ago, the last emperor of the Sorcery Empire, when leaving his final divine decree, said: 'The strongest power does not come from the intense burning of life and will, but from the right and mindset to refuse burning.' Scholars of later generations called this path—the Path of the Lazy."
"The Path of the Lazy?" Su Wanqing was stunned, "This has never been recorded in any classics..."
"It's a legend, a paradox," Grandma Illusion Sound's voice was distant and ethereal. "Legend has it that only those whose souls are utterly exhausted, and who are thoroughly weary of struggle and resistance, might possibly touch the threshold of this law through a stroke of luck. This path has not been seen in the world for a thousand years."
Su Wanqing's breathing quickened, a ridiculous yet irresistible thought formed in her mind: "Grandma, do you mean... if, I mean if, there is someone who only sleeps, never meditates, never cultivates, yet his strength increases daily..."
Grandma Illusion Sound finally slowly turned her head, her empty, unfocused eyes seeming to pierce through time and space, directly "seeing" Su Wanqing and the direction of her neighbor.
She asked, word by word: "Child, then perhaps you shouldn't ask what this path is, but rather ask him—whether he is from another world, and has been so exhausted that he came to ours."
Meanwhile, at the tribal sparring ground beneath the tower, a group of young warriors were sweating profusely, their shouts echoing loudly. The patrol captain Graytooth, a muscular man with a stern face, was pacing at the edge of the field.
He casually pulled over a young man who had just collapsed from exhaustion, asking in a deep voice, "Boy, how many years did it take you to reach Bronze Level 1?"
The young man, panting heavily, had both fatigue and pride on his face: "Five years! Captain, my father is also a knight, this is family tradition!"
Graytooth nodded, then looked at another warrior who was using a wooden post to train his arm strength. The warrior's arms were covered in calluses and scars.
"And you?"
"Seven years!" The warrior clenched his teeth, sweat dripping from his forehead, "If my family hadn't saved up to buy me two physical enhancement potions, I probably wouldn't have reached the Bronze level in this lifetime!"
Graytooth silently recorded these dialogues in his mind, his gaze growing increasingly solemn. That night, under the pretext of checking the records of the new hero, he entered the archive room alone. He didn't look at others but directly flipped open the file of Lin Xiuyuan, the one marked as the "Interdimensional Hero."
The record was insultingly simple—
Behavior record in the past seven days: did not participate in any group training, did not engage in any personal cultivation, did not use any magic or martial arts, and the average awake activity time per day was less than two hours.
But when Graytooth saw the latest physical test data provided by the witch doctor's office, his pupils suddenly contracted.
[Knight Level: Bronze 2.]
[Mana Reserve: Estimated at the level of a Junior Mage.]
Seven days!
Just seven days!
This man did nothing and crossed the threshold that genius youths took five years, and ordinary warriors took seven years or even longer, and even reached Level 2! Even more terrifying was that he also possessed the mana reserve of a mage!
Graytooth's thick fingers tightly gripped the scroll, the knuckles turning white from the force.
He lowered his voice, muttering to the flickering candlelight: "This is unreasonable... This is absolutely unreasonable... But the data doesn't lie."
Above the tower, the instigator Lin Xiuyuan was completely oblivious to all the commotion. He continued as usual, spending his days on the tower's balcony, finding a rattan chair, hugging the orange little fox that had come to nap from somewhere in the tribe, basking in the sun and dozing off. He went to bed as soon as it got dark at night.
Over time, he began to itch and wanted to actively test the boundaries of this "lying flat system."
One afternoon, he deliberately pulled out a "Primary Martial Arts Cultivation Manual" from the corner of the bookshelf. Just as he flipped to the first page, the system's warning beeped: [Warning! Detected the host's intention to actively cultivate, increasing the risk of sign in failure by 50% today!]
Lin Xiuyuan was startled and immediately threw the book back on the shelf, closed his eyes, and clasped his hands together, muttering: "I was wrong, I was just looking, I swear I didn't remember a single word."
He tried to challenge the system's limits again, one night deliberately staying up late and waking up early, only sleeping six hours. The next morning, after waiting for a long time, the expected reward prompt did not sound, instead, the system's cold electronic voice said: [Usual length of lying down did not reach"High quality lying flat"yesterday,Today's check-in reward has been cancelled.]
Lin Xiuyuan slumped on the bed, sighing at the ceiling: "Even slacking has KPIs, this system is stricter than the HR of the 996 company I worked for in my previous life."
On the seventh night, the moonlight was like water.
In Su Wanqing's quiet room, a large sheet of parchment was spread on the table. She held a feather pen dipped in fluorescent ink, drawing a chart.
The horizontal axis of the chart was time, from the first day to the seventh day, the vertical axis was the intensity of energy fluctuations she observed through a precision magic crystal seeping in from the neighboring room. Seven data points were connected by a smooth curve. The curve had no sharp peaks or any troughs, it was like a lazy snake that had eaten and drunk to its fill, climbing upward at a steady, heart-stopping angle.
Su Wanqing's fingertip paused at the latest data point representing the seventh day, her breath suddenly held. Using the most rigorous sorcery formulas for deduction, a chilling conclusion surfaced in her mind: at this rate, at most... within twenty days, Lin Xiuyuan's overall strength would surpass that of all the elite warriors in the tribe who had cultivated for over ten years.
Outside the window, the evening breeze blew. Lin Xiuyuan was hugging the snoring little fox, preparing to enter dreamland. Just as his consciousness was about to blur, a different prompt sound from the usual sign-in echoed in his mind: [Ding!
Sign in continuously for 7 days,reach'The persistence of salted fish'Achievements of a week,reword:primary awakening of talent·Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts（passive）——All magic and knight experience acquisition speeds,Forever increase by 10%.]
"Oh... good news..." Lin Xiuyuan mumbled in his sleep, turning over and sleeping even more soundly, "In the future... leveling up while lying down... will be even faster..."
Almost at the same moment, a mysterious spiritual wind blew open the window of Su Wanqing's quiet room, lifting the corner of the parchment on the table, revealing a line of small words she had just written with trembling handwriting at the bottom, illuminated by the candlelight: "He is not a waste... he is the denial of all our efforts."
As the night deepened, the entire tower fell into silence. Su Wanqing stayed awake all night, staring at the steadily rising curve. In the archive room, Graytooth compared Lin Xiuyuan's data with that of the tribe's geniuses, his brows tightly knit. And at the center of the storm, Lin Xiuyuan was hugging his Pillow of Tranquility, enjoying the most luxurious sleep in three hundred years. In the silence of the night, time quietly flowed. When the first ray of dawn pierced the darkness of the horizon, precisely projecting onto the tip of the tower, everything inside seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the arrival of a new day. And at that moment, a crisp, mechanical prompt sound, completely different from the previous seven days, abruptly pierced the silence of Lin Xiuyuan's room.