I Become a Little Devil in the Cultivation World
Lin Fan felt his transmigration had been a complete failure.
Three months after transmigrating to a fantasy world, he still had no golden finger, no spiritual root, and not even a decent place to live. To avoid the sect's grueling morning training and evening classes, he bribed a steward to assign him to the pig farm.
Life here was great. He had food and drink, and could fall asleep to the faint smell of pig manure. It was practically a retirement paradise in the cultivation world.
"As long as I hang on until the day the System blows up, or the main characters happen to pass by, I'll take off." Lin Fan lay on a haystack beside the pigpen, holding a foxtail grass stem and idly scratching an itch.
It was noon, and the sun blazed overhead.
According to the sect rules, this was the best time for outer disciples to "temper their bodies under the blazing sun." From the neighboring mountain came the pained howls of his fellow disciples, screams from their meridians being scorched by the sun.
Lin Fan yawned and rolled over, deciding the haystack was a bit too hard.
"This spot won't do. It's digging into me," he muttered, trying to find a more comfortable position so he could keep sleeping.
Just then, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out in his mind:
[Ding! The Host has been detected experiencing the emotion of "giving up." The Slacker System has been successfully activated!]
[System binding in progress... 1%... 50%... 100%]
[Binding successful! Congratulations, Host. You have received a beginner's gift pack: one "Lying Flat Is Justice" gift pack. Would you like to open it now?]
Lin Fan sprang upright. "System? You're finally here? Quick, give me an invincible cheat! I want to sweep across the cultivation world!"
