Max-Level Me Chooses to Lie Flat [Lord Game]

When the apocalypse arrived, all of humanity was pulled into an apocalyptic game.

Anle was blessed with incredible luck and unlocked every life skill. In her previous life, she worked herself to the bone and became a legendary master of life professions.

The major factions fought fiercely to recruit her.

She happily lay flat, convinced that a wonderful future was already within reach.

And then, she died.

She was accidentally killed while the major factions were fighting over her.

Anle died with bitter regrets!

Reborn, she returned to the very beginning of the apocalypse.

Furious, she thought, "I can't rely on any of you. Why bother working so hard? We're all going to die sooner or later, so I might as well lie flat and wait for death!"

Some time later, the name Anle came to everyone's attention.

Rumor had it that she possessed an enviable talent for her profession, yet lived in an obscure little territory.

A leader from a powerful faction sought her out and offered her protection.

But when he entered the territory, he saw...

Gold and jewels scattered everywhere, rare little potions tossed carelessly about, farmland planted with fresh fruits and vegetables, and a crew of sturdy, capable people.

It was nothing short of a paradise.

Anle: "What did you just say?"

"I mean..." The faction leader swallowed. "...Are you still recruiting?"

Days later, that faction was in chaos.

"Good grief! Our boss went to poach someone from another faction, then announced the very next day that he'd joined their territory!"

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In this life, Anle didn't want to work hard. She only wanted to lie flat and enjoy herself, but she never expected to bring home a workaholic.

She found a mine but didn't want to dig, so the workaholic took the pickaxe... A few days later, the warehouse was overflowing.

She unlocked good farmland but didn't want to plant anything, so the workaholic found some seeds... Before long, the granary was overflowing.

She didn't want to deal with troublemakers, so the workaholic picked up a knife... The next day, the population was overflowing.

She didn't want to eat, so the workaholic scooped up some food and fed it to the lazy fish.

The lazy fish reclined in a rocking chair and gazed out over her domain.

(Chew, chew.) You were saying this laid-back little life (opens mouth) (gets fed) (chew, chew) keeps getting better the longer I lie flat? (Chew, chew.)

A heroine with the mindset and sleep schedule of a retired old person, who lies flat and lets things slide x a high-energy, hulking male lead who kills without blinking and dotes on people like a mom

Theme: A lazy fish lying flat.