I Asked You to Train in Martial Arts, Not Force the Gods to Work 996!

In the age of spiritual qi revival, everyone is caught up in extreme competition, and people live by the motto, “If training doesn't kill you, train until it does.”

Su Zhou is the only exception. He suffers from “extreme narcolepsy” and can fall asleep even while standing at attention. The whole school laughs at him as a hopeless good-for-nothing.

But nobody knows that a [Rehabilitation Camp for the Gods of Eternity] is sealed inside him!

On the surface, he sleeps through class and blows snot bubbles.

In reality, his consciousness wields a tiny spiked whip, mercilessly squeezing every evil god, demon lord, and martial emperor from across the universe's ages!

“Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor! Why are you doing the exercises so halfheartedly? Didn't you eat? Your vitality is below today's standard, so no ice-cold cola for you!”

“Abyssal Dragon God! Quit pretending to be dead and hurry up and temper my spine into dark-gold dragon bones, or you're cleaning the toilets tonight!”

[High Martial Arts World] [System] [Lighthearted Comedy] [Wild Imagination] [Extreme Contrast] [Gods at Work] [Everyone Misreads the Situation] [Overpowered Wish Fulfillment]

#Be bold enough, and even the Demon Emperor gets maternity leave! I'll lie flat and let every god in the heavens compete for me!