Omniverse: The Invincible Me Just Wants to Be Lazy

The Ultimate Me Just Wants to Lie Flat

Author: Writing and Living

Synopsis: (Comprehensive Anime + Multiple Girls + Invincible + ????)

Chen Tian transmigrated.

No golden finger, no system.

Oh, that's not right.

He obtained two weapons that could modify his body: the Enma Sword and Ryujin Jakka.

Just when he thought he could achieve invincibility and awe in this world.

He discovered...

The people around him were a bit off. Kitagawa Marin? Shinomiya Kaguya? Katou Megumi? Yukino Yukinoshita?

This... is a world where anime have merged?

What's going on with these girls?

And so, he decided to lie flat...

But unexpectedly... while on a date with Marin... he saw that flamboyant white-haired guy in Shibuya who would be cut in half not long after...

Chapter 1: Devil May Cry Concert

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(Broadcast, broadcast... This is the free system redemption center. You can deposit your brain to receive the system you desire. Tested and effective.)

(Composite world, timeline is chaotic, so this book will unify the timeline.)

(Adding a disclaimer for myself: All related characters are adults.)

(Semi-slice-of-life, power fantasy)

(Minor plot modifications. Some supporting characters will appear early on, mainly to highlight the protagonist's power. Please read patiently.)

(Please give me more requests for updates and collections. Thank you. The little author listens to advice. You can suggest plots that are suitable and don't conflict with the outline. Or if there are characters you like and want to see added, you can also tell the author.)

The stage was swallowed by a thick darkness, as if the very air had solidified into ink.

In this pitch-black silence, a spotlight shot towards the left side of the stage, illuminating a blonde girl in a white dress standing quietly in the beam.

She closed her eyes, her cherry lips parted slightly, and a beautiful song softly emerged, like vines twining around the gentle tremor of the drumbeat under the moonlight, pulling at the faint hum of the electric guitar, singing low:

"Cos," "I was afraid," "Was alone," "In a cave," "Like a stone..."

Her voice was soft, with a damp huskiness, like someone whispering to echoes in an empty valley.

Yet, every syllable landed precisely within the rhythm's folds. As she prolonged the final note, the originally lazy drumbeat suddenly quickened its pace, and the electric guitar's strings, which had been tentatively probing, gradually tightened into a force poised for release, like distant rumbling thunder, causing the entire stage to tremble slightly.

"This!"

A piercing male voice suddenly tore through the darkness, like a thunderclap shattering heavy clouds.

Almost simultaneously, dozens of powerful lights exploded from the depths of the stage. The moment the multicolored beams pierced the darkness, the surging figures in the audience were suddenly illuminated. The previously breathless audience erupted into a tsunami of cheers.

"Dance is so dangerous!"

The man's voice still carried the force of its outburst. A spotlight locked onto the standing microphone center stage. Behind the microphone, a figure with messy white hair stood clearly in the light.

The electric guitar in his fingers let out a sharp scream, his body swaying violently with the rhythm. His white hair traced messy arcs under the lights, but it did nothing to diminish the sharpness of his handsome face.

"So cryptic it changes us," "But the secrets that we learn," "Can give power to all of us."

His singing voice, mixed with the frenzy of the electric guitar, ignited the entire venue like lava breaking through the earth's crust.

The cheers from below suddenly surged higher. Countless girls in the audience shed tears, yet still screamed at the top of their lungs, their voices almost strong enough to overturn the roof.

"Nero-kun~!"

"Ah--!!!"

"Nero-kun, look here--!!"

The drumbeat crashed down at this moment, intertwining with the electric guitar's roar into a wild torrent.

The man tilted his head back, the lines of his neck taut. Sweat slid down his jawline, falling onto the gleaming silver guitar strings, splashing tiny points of light.

The moment he lowered his head to strum the strings, the screams from below reached a new peak, as if wanting to swallow this small stage, and the person shining on it, into their burning passion.

The man's messy white hair flew with the movement of his body, sweat-soaked strands clinging to his forehead. He paused the hand holding the electric guitar, then unleashed an even wilder melody, opening his mouth to sing loudly:

"Destination I!

Invitation I must receive!

Of this reality!

Gonna change it!"

Every note struck the audience's hearts like an electric current. The sea of glow sticks surged violently with the rhythm, forming a shimmering river of light.

The girls' screams never ceased. Their voices were already hoarse, yet they still used all their strength to shout one name—"Nero-kun!"

The defiance and power in the song seemed to break through all restraints, and the cheers from below rose higher and higher.

Just as the melody reached its most passionate peak, all instruments abruptly stopped, plunging the stage into a brief, dead silence.

This sudden silence was like a giant rock dropped into a boiling lake, and the cheers from the audience instantly escalated to a deafening level.

Countless glow sticks waved frantically in the air, forming a flowing galaxy of stars. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the figure in the center of the stage, anticipating his next move.

Nero slightly hunched over, breathing heavily. Sweat trickled down his chiseled cheeks, gathering into beads at his chin before falling with a "plop" onto the stage floor, leaving a small dark stain.

Seeing this, the girls in the front rows screamed even more wildly.

"Nero-kun, look here!"

"I'm here, Nero-kun!"

They waved their arms desperately, trying to get the person on stage to notice them, their faces filled with infatuation and fervor.

After the audience's cheers continued for a moment, Nero straightened up and gripped the standing microphone with the hand not holding his guitar.

He casually wiped the sweat from his face with his hand, a cocky, slightly roguish smile curling at the corner of his lips. "Hello everyone! Welcome to the Devil May Cry concert! I am Nero!!"

"Ahhhh~"

The cheers that swept through the entire venue were like a tsunami. The fans chanted his name in unison, the sound waves almost strong enough to blow off the roof.

Nero smiled and waved at all the audience members, his smile exceptionally radiant under the spotlight.

He then slightly tilted his head and nodded at the band members behind him.

The intro of the electronic music, accompanied by dense drum beats, slowly began, instantly pushing the atmosphere to a new climax.

Nero brought his mouth close to the microphone again, excitement flashing in his eyes, and shouted loudly:

"Next up! aLIEz!"

The passionate music echoed powerfully through the theater. Nero's highly infectious singing voice, like a strong storm, swept through every corner.

On stage, his white, messy hair flew freely, sweat glistening under the lights, perfectly matching the frenzied melody of the electric guitar in his hands, pushing the atmosphere to new heights again and again.

"Ah, that guy sweating it out on stage, that's me. My name is Chen Tian, and Nero is my stage name."

"Isn't he cool?"

"From the two songs I just sang, you should know. I'm a transmigrator, or perhaps a reincarnator."

"Actually, it's not quite like that."

"In my memory, I've lived in this relatively peaceful country since I was little. It wasn't until my parents died in a car accident that the memories of my past life fully awakened."

"I then realized that my memories had been sealed all along. And I also learned how I came to this world."

"I wasn't sent here by a 1v1 with the God of Fortune. A meteorite fell from the sky and smashed directly into my room."

"Fortunately, I was alone in my past life, and the meteorite didn't affect anyone else. That's part of my luck."

"Perhaps it was because of that meteorite. From the moment my memories awakened, two weapons appeared in my body—the Enma Sword and Ryujin Jakka."

"Familiar, right? One is the weapon of that white-haired fanatic who's always shouting 'I Need Power!!'—Vergil's weapon, said to be able to cut through all space."

"And the other is the weapon of Old Man Yamamoto from the manga Bleach."

"These two weapons have been constantly modifying my body since I obtained them."

"This head of white hair is a modification by the Enma Sword. After all, both Sparda's son and grandson have white hair."

"Besides these two weapons, there's nothing else. No system, no golden finger, nothing has appeared."

"After getting these two swords, I thought the world I was in was extremely, extremely dangerous. Why else would I be given these two weapons?"

"But after carefully recalling my past memories, I decided to just slack off."

"Why slack off?"

"Do you know who that girl singing on stage just now was?"

"Kitagawa Marin..."

"The protagonist of My Dress-Up Darling! This is a romance manga, for crying out loud!"

"Not to mention, in my current class, there's a Katou Megumi, and in the next class, there's a Yukino Yukinoshita! And a Shinomiya Kaguya!"

"Tell me, with these female characters around, won't other characters appear too?"

"Oh, let me brag a little here. cough, Kitagawa Marin is my girlfriend. Not the fifteen-year-old high school student, but the eighteen-year-old adult!" (Adding a buff!)

"Knowing all this, why wouldn't I slack off?"

"Singing? To make a living. My looks have been enhanced by two weapons, just a tiny bit less than readers, but already the most handsome in this world. With this face, plus my otaku life from my previous life, why wouldn't I make money off those explosive hit songs?"

"Huh? Drawing manga? Writing novels? Investing?"

"I can't draw manga. I can write novels, but... does writing otaku novels count? You know, the kind that makes your blood boil, rushing to two ends."

"As for investing, Emm, I did invest in two, but due to insufficient funds, I could only make a little money."

"So, I embarked on a life of performing arts."

"Why can I write songs and sing? Uh, I don't know either. It's just that many things in my mind are very clear. As for my previous life, forget it, let's just consider it a cheat."

"Hmph, with these conditions, first I'll use my advantages to make a fortune! Then invest! Finally! The world will be at my feet! Hahahaha!!"

"Hey~ Chen~ Tian~ kun~ What are you grinning about?"

"Ah? Ah?" Chen Tian, sitting in the dressing room, was interrupted from his sudden laughter by a sweet, girlish voice.

Before Chen Tian, Kitagawa's pretty face was almost pressed completely against his.

"Haha, nothing, nothing. What's up, Marin?"

Kitagawa giggled, lightly kissed Chen Tian's cheek.

Then she smoothly wrapped her arms around Chen Tian's neck, straddled his legs, and sat on his lap.

"Nee nee~ Isn't next week Halloween? Wanna~ go~ on~ a~ date~?" Kitagawa whispered "date" close to Chen Tian's ear, her breath smelling like violets.

Chen Tian's eyes lit up, "A date? Of course! Where?"

Kitagawa, with a devilish smile, her face slowly flushing, her eyes full of anticipation, uttered two words.

Chapter 2 Familiar Figures

By 10:31, Shibuya was already completely packed with crowds before seven o'clock.