120: Chapter 120 My Passive Skill is Universal Peace
He pointed at the deep night sky and spoke thoughtfully to the friends beside him.
"Speaking of which..."
"This Universe seems... to have a bit of extra noise."
Chapter 404: The Perfect Morning Nap
Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment and tilted his head to listen; aside from the sound of the wind and the chirping of insects, he couldn't hear anything else.
"Noise? There isn't any, President. It's very quiet today."
Lin Xue also looked toward the starry sky in confusion. Her perception was stronger than Xiao Fan's, but she similarly found no anomalies.
Gu Fan didn't explain. He simply closed his eyes again and curled his lip, as if annoyed by something disturbing him.
...
At the same time.
In the Gragon Star Domain, millions of light-years away from Blue Star.
A fleet consisting of tens of thousands of pitch-black warships had just conquered a planet with an ancient civilization.
Aboard the Empire's flagship, the Destroyer Sovereign.
Uzlack, the Emperor of the Galagon Empire, sat upon a throne of bones. He stood three meters tall with twin horns on his head, clad in molten battle armor.
"Report, Your Majesty. The resistance forces in the G-345 Star System have been completely eliminated. All resources in the system can be plundered within three standard days," a Communications Officer reported loudly, his tone full of adoration.
Uzlack gave a low laugh.
"Very good."
"Where is the next target?"
The Chief Strategic Officer immediately stepped forward, pointing to a remote speck of light on the star map.
"Your Majesty, the jump radar just scanned an interesting set of coordinates."
"Designation D-789, codename Blue Star. It is a life-bearing planet with very low defenses."
"Just now, a strong fluctuation of the Law of Karma appeared there, but it quickly subsided. Our analysis suggests that the planet's defense system may have collapsed due to internal strife."
A greedy smile appeared on the Strategic Officer's face.
"Now is the best time for an invasion, Your Majesty."
Uzlack narrowed his eyes.
He thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of conquering the weak.
"All fleet units, charge jump engines."
"Target: Blue Star."
"I want those insects to tremble before the Empire."
The order was given, and the massive fleet turned into a streak of light, vanishing instantly.
A few minutes later.
In the synchronous orbit above Blue Star, space tore open, and tens of thousands of warships rushed out, blotting out the sky.
A massive shadow enveloped the entire planet.
Uzlack stood up from his throne and walked to the giant projection. He looked down at the blue planet with a look of pleasure on his face.
He cleared his throat and turned on a global broadcast.
A voice full of majesty exploded in every corner of Blue Star and in the minds of every living creature.
"Puny Blue Starlings, listen well. I am Uzlack, master of the Galagon Empire. Submit or die. You have ten minutes to consider. In ten minutes, my fleet will slaughter every standing creature on this planet."
In the past thousand years, this invasion speech had frightened countless civilizations into kneeling and begging for mercy.
But this time, Blue Star's reaction surprised him somewhat.
It was afternoon in the Eastern Hemisphere.
An old man sleeping on a park bench frowned at the noise. He turned over impatiently, covered his face with a straw hat, and grumbled, "What's with all the noise? Can't a person take a nap in peace?"
Then, he went back to snoring.
It was late at night in the Western Hemisphere.
A young man who had just gotten off work and was lying in bed was woken up. He scratched his hair irritably and gave the ceiling the middle finger.
"It's the middle of the night, what kind of telemarketing scam is this..."
After saying that, he buried his head in his pillow and quickly fell asleep.
All over the world, countless people were disturbed by this noise.
Everyone's reaction was roughly the same.
There was no fear, no panic, and no chaos.
There was only the annoyance of having their sleep interrupted.
The Great Dao Lying Flat Law originating from Gu Fan, which covered the entire solar system, was taking effect.
Within the range of this Law, any behavior that went against rest and quiet would subconsciously be regarded as the most troublesome and boring thing imaginable.
On the bridge of the Destroyer Sovereign, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
Ten minutes had passed.
The expected crying and begging for mercy did not appear, nor was there even a hint of resistance.
That blue planet was as quiet as if there were no living people on it.
Uzlack felt that his dignity had been challenged.
Unable to save face, he prepared to order a general assault.
"All ships, main cannons... uh..."
Just as the words reached his lips, Uzlack suddenly gave a huge yawn.
An unstoppable wave of sleepiness surged over him.
He looked at the red button in front of him that represented attack and destruction.
Then he looked at the throne behind him, crafted from the spine of an interstellar behemoth and covered in soft fur—it was wide and comfortable.
A thought appeared in his mind.
Fighting is so tiring.
Shouting slogans is so tiring.
Even standing feels tiring.
What's the point of destroying the world? After destroying it, won't I still have to find a place to rest? Isn't there a ready-made place right here?
His gaze gradually became dazed, and his sleepiness grew heavier.
He turned around wearily and waved his hand feebly at the generals, who were also starting to doze off.
"That... business about conquering the Universe..."
"How about... we just park here in orbit for a while?"
"I... am a bit sleepy."
His subordinates didn't question him; instead, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
One general even shed tears.
"I also feel that all this fighting and killing is too hard on the body; it affects my afternoon nap."
"Your Majesty is right. Conquering the Universe can wait until tomorrow—no, next week is fine too."
Thus, an absurd scene unfolded.
The Galagon Empire's fleet slowly powered down all weapons, lowered their shields, and set their engines to the lowest standby mode.
Tens of thousands of warships capable of destroying star systems just quietly parked in a comfortable spot in Blue Star's orbit.
...
In Dormitory 404, on the living room sofa.
A news flash was playing on the television.
"Viewers, we have a breaking news item. A massive alien fleet arrived in our airspace fifteen minutes ago. Currently, the fleet has shown no hostility and is simply parked quietly in orbit. Experts analyze that this might be... a friendly visit? Or perhaps they are just... lost?"
Gu Fan lay on the sofa, holding the Cosmic Hamster French Fries in his arms, stroking its soft fur stroke by stroke.
He looked at the fleet in the news, which was parked friendlily in space with most of its lights turned off, and said to the pet on his lap:
"See, I told you."
"Most problems in this world will solve themselves as long as you lie still and don't move."
French Fries rolled over comfortably and made a purring sound, as if in agreement.
Not far away, Xiao Fan was skillfully peeling an apple.
Lin Xue was quietly flipping through a fashion magazine.
In the corner, Xiao Hei held a white cloth and was seriously wiping a non-existent smudge, muttering, "Cleanliness at 99.99 percent, only 0.01 percent away from being completely clean..."
The sunlight was just right, shining through the clean window and leaving long patches of light on the floor.
A breeze blew by, flipping open a corner of the 'Lying Flat Society Member Code of Conduct' on the table.
Gu Fan closed his eyes and smiled.
Mm.
This Universe is finally quiet now, so he can have a good morning nap.
(The End)