The Age of Interstellar Rat Race: No One Can Slacken Off Like Me

The rat race got so bad, I ended up with brain cancer.

With a critical condition notice in hand, and my boss still calling to hound me to work overtime, Su Yu tossed everything aside. "Whatever. I'm not working overtime!"

The lie-flat System awakened, and Su Yu completely gave up the rat race.

Sprawled out on a lounge chair, with an orange cat curled up by his feet.

An ice-cold cola in his left hand, crispy potato chips in his right.

And yet

He was at home, but his name was known across the land.

Influencers came to visit, Michelin inspectors came to visit, national institutes for the study of ancient methods came to visit...

The little courtyard of his villa was constantly bustling, while Chinese culture spread through every street and alley in the country.

#The highest level of lying flat: creating culture with value on a cosmic scale, and becoming the most incredible presence in the history of civilization across the universe#

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