Transmigrated as Tang San, Slacking System Awakens

Holy Spirit Village, a small settlement located south of Nuoding City in Fasnuo Province, slowly awoke under the gentle caress of the dawn. From the chimney of the somewhat dilapidated blacksmith shop at the village entrance, wisps of smoke rose, mingling with the morning mist and adding a touch of everyday life to the tranquil village.

In the small cottage behind the blacksmith shop, a young boy slowly woke up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, but his gaze held a maturity and confusion that didn't match his tender body. He was a modern office worker who had transmigrated, now occupying Tang San's body.

"I actually transmigrated to the Douluo Continent and became Tang San..." the young boy muttered to himself, a hint of disbelief in his voice. He looked around the simple room, the rough wooden bed; everything felt so real.

Just then, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Slacking Off to Get Stronger System binding successful. The host can accumulate Slacking Value by actively reducing high-intensity training, refusing unnecessary combat, and evading troublesome events. Slacking Value can be used to redeem rewards such as Soul Power improvement, Soul Ring age increase, and Soul Skill proficiency enhancement. Conversely, if the host actively engages in involution, such as staying up late to cultivate or provoking strong enemies, Slacking Value will be deducted, and overwork penalties will be triggered."

The young boy was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "Isn't this system tailor-made for me? In this Douluo Continent, I can finally stop pushing myself so hard." The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a comfortable smile.

At that moment, Tang Hao's slightly hoarse voice came from outside: "Xiao San, get up and work the forge."

If it were the original Tang San, he would have immediately gotten up and trained his body with his father, preparing for his future path as a Soul Master. But the young boy in his place rolled over, pulled the quilt over his head, and silently thought, "Refuse high-intensity training, Slacking Value +1."

Seeing no movement from inside, Tang Hao frowned slightly and called out again, "Xiao San!"

The young boy reluctantly responded lazily, "Dad, I'm not feeling well today, I want to sleep in a bit longer." After speaking, he silently added in his mind, "Evade troublesome events, Slacking Value +1."

Although Tang Hao felt his son was acting unusually today, he didn't say anything more and went to the blacksmith shop alone.

Seeing his father leave, the young boy sat up from the bed and opened the system panel. The Slacking Value column displayed "2," and below it, the redemption list was filled with various enticing rewards. He pondered, "I'll save it up first. Once I have enough, I'll directly redeem a powerful reward and get it done in one go."

Afterward, he slowly got dressed and walked out of the room. The sunlight streamed down, warm and comforting. He moved a small stool and sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun. "This is the life. What kind of transmigrator starts cultivating frantically the moment they arrive?" he thought contentedly while enjoying his sunbath.

Just then, Old Jack from the village walked in. Seeing the young boy lounging around, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Xiao San, why aren't you working the forge with your dad today?"

The young boy smiled and replied, "Grandpa Jack, I want to rest today." At the same time, he thought, "Refuse extra labor, Slacking Value +1."

Old Jack shook his head and said, "You child, don't be lazy. You'll be busy enough once your Martial Soul awakens in a while."

The young boy's heart stirred, and he asked, "Grandpa Jack, what's this Martial Soul awakening all about?" Although he had read the novels and watched the anime of Douluo Continent in his previous life, being in this world, he wanted to understand it more clearly from the people involved.

Old Jack patiently explained, "Martial Soul awakening is when every child reaches the age of six, and an elder from the Martial Soul Hall will help them awaken their Martial Soul. Only by awakening a Martial Soul is there a possibility of becoming a Soul Master. However, the quality of Martial Souls varies. Martial Souls like Blue Silver Grass are basically useless; they're considered waste Martial Souls."

The young boy secretly thought, "The Martial Soul awakened by this body is Blue Silver Grass, but with the Slacking System, maybe Blue Silver Grass can become the strongest Martial Soul." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Seeing the young boy's reaction, Old Jack thought he was happy about the Martial Soul awakening and chuckled along, "Xiao San, you child, you must awaken a good Martial Soul when the time comes and bring glory to our Holy Spirit Village."

The young boy casually replied, "Okay, Grandpa Jack." In his heart, he thought, "Bringing glory or not doesn't matter, as long as I can live comfortably."

Old Jack gave a few more instructions and then left. The young boy continued to sit in the courtyard, basking in the sun, his Slacking Value steadily increasing without him even noticing.

As evening approached, Tang Hao returned home after a day of forging. Seeing the young boy still sitting in the courtyard, he couldn't help but get a little angry. "Xiao San, what have you been doing all day? If you do nothing, how will you support yourself in the future?"

The young boy calmly replied, "Dad, I've been contemplating life. And I think one doesn't have to work desperately to be successful." He silently calculated in his mind, "Refuse father's high-pressure demands, Slacking Value +1."

Tang Hao looked at his son, momentarily speechless. He felt his son seemed like a different person today, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong. In the end, he just sighed and said, "I hope you don't regret it later."

The young boy smiled and comforted him, "Dad, don't worry, I have my own plans." He knew clearly that with the Slacking System, his future would be vastly different from the original Tang San's, and a legendary path of reaching the pinnacle while lying down was slowly unfolding beneath his feet.