Because I'm Too Lazy, My Powers Automatically Awakened.

In a dormitory covered with chains.

At this moment, Ye Luo's eyes were closed tightly, a faint blue aura surrounded him, and his whole person was faintly exuding an indescribable aura.

"Wow."

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and in an instant, his aura became overwhelming.

Level 9 Martial Artist!

He has successfully broken through and crossed the threshold of level 9 Martial Artist.

"I didn't expect the breakthrough to be successful so soon."

Ye Luo had a look of disbelief on his face. He thought that no matter how fast he was, it would take some time before he could break through to level 9 Martial Artist.

I didn’t expect that I could break through so quickly!

"Luo'er, you are very good."

"Your breakthrough has allowed me to unlock a lot of my own strength."

Mr. Xia was in a good mood. At this time, he could already use 30% of his peak strength.

Don't underestimate this 30%, it is enough to deal with Innate Realm Martial Artist.

It can’t be said that he is not strong!

"Mr. Xia, it's all thanks to your guidance, otherwise I would definitely not be able to progress so fast."

Ye Luo was extremely grateful to Mr. Xia. After all, he relied on Mr. Xia's help when he had bottlenecks.

"Luo'er, if I want to thank you, I have to thank you. My strength has been unlocked a lot now. When my soul is truly solidified in the future, I will hopefully be able to rebuild my body."

As he said this, Mr. Xia also became excited.

Now, every step he takes means one more chance for him to reappear in the human world.

"Mr. Xia, there is a question that I have never thought about."

"If the alien race disappears completely, will our human world really be at peace?"

Ye Luo expressed the confusion he had been feeling.

"Luo'er, you're still young, so it's normal for you not to know."

"Let me tell you this, when the alien race disappears, the real crisis for the human race will come."

Mr. Xia slowly spoke.

"Mr. Xia, what do you mean?"

Ye Luo was extremely puzzled.

Even if there is a civil war in the human race, it shouldn't be so tragic, right?

"The aura of this world was revived hundreds of years ago. Have you never thought about why?"

Mr. Xia asked rhetorically.

"Isn't it just a coincidence?"

Ye Luo frowned, not understanding what Mr. Xia meant.

"coincide?"

"Haha... Luo'er, you are still too naive."

"Although the spiritual energy of this world has recovered, it is very weak. The purpose is not to make the people of this world truly strong."

Mr. Xia told the truth.

"Don't let the people of this world become truly powerful..."

“Mr.

Thinking of this, Ye Luo's pupils shrank suddenly.

So, doesn't it mean that they are completely controlled by others?

Even if they become a Martial Artist, they are just pawns...

"Yes, that's what happened."

"And the reason why those people outside allowed this world to revive spiritual energy must have some conspiracy. It can only be said that the water inside is... very deep."

Mr. Xia's tone was quite helpless.

He couldn't guarantee whether he would have a chance of winning against someone outside.

Even if he comes from thousands of years ago...

"Mr. Xia, I have benefited a lot from your words."

"Don't worry, I will never be complacent with this strength. I will definitely work harder and strive to... be able to compete head-on with people outside."

Ye Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and Mr. Xia's words were like a hammer, constantly hammering into his mind.

…

dormitory.

Jiang Feng was half-leaning on the sofa, his phone hanging in the air. He was scrolling through short videos with his mind. The more he scrolled, the happier he felt, without having to move his fingers.

Very comfortable...

"Ding dong."

Suddenly, a message came from the phone.

It was sent by Su Muer, and the content is as follows:

"When did you start the live broadcast? Everyone in the class is talking about you now, saying that you are a big internet celebrity."

Seeing this, Jiang Feng replied casually with his mind: "It was broadcast not long ago."

"Is there anything you need to show during the live broadcast?"

"Do you want my help?"

Su Muer immediately sent two more messages.

"Need not."

"I just need to sleep."

Jiang Feng replied again.

"sleep?"

"Are you sleeping?"

After seeing the message sent by Jiang Feng, Su Muer looked puzzled.

She heard from her classmates that Jiang is very popular nowadays. Can this be done by sleeping?

"You turn on Douyin. Someone recorded the video while I was live broadcasting. You will know after watching it."

Jiang Feng saw that the other party didn't believe him very much, so he immediately replied.

After sending this message, he quit Weixin and started making short videos.

I have to say, the young lady inside dances really beautifully...

…

classroom.

Su Muer downloaded Douyin, and when she entered it with great expectations, she planned to find out how Jiang Feng became a fan of the live broadcast...

But the result... was exactly as Jiang Feng said.

It's really just sleep.

In the videos cut by water friends, the titles are basically:

The third son of the Jiang family slept for more than ten hours. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Please watch this video...

"Eh?"

"Mu'er, why are you watching Jiang Feng's video too?"

Chen Pangpang came closer, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you have a crush on Jiang Feng?"

"Why do you care so much?"

Su Mu'er quickly turned off her phone, stared at Chen Pangpang, and said, "Hurry up and review, be careful not to lose your life in the college entrance examination."

"A little bit."

Chen Pangpang sat there and made a face and said, "I'm not afraid. In the worst case, I'll admit defeat."

"you……"

Su Muer said angrily: "Go quickly, go and eat your snacks."

"whispering sound."

"Just eat."

Chen Pangpang immediately took out a bag of potato chips from his arms and said while eating: "Let me tell you, if you want to get Jiang Feng's heart, you have to get his stomach."

"Um?"

Hearing this, Su Muer turned to look at Chen Pangpang again and said, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with your stomach?"

"You understand."

"But although I, Chen Pangpang, am not very strong, I am still good at cooking..."

After speaking, Chen Pangpang slowly turned around. When he was about to leave, Su Muer suddenly stopped him.

"Your cooking skills...are they really that high?"

She knew that during this period, girls often brought noodles to Jiang Feng.

To be honest, she was a little jealous...

Hearing this, Chen Pangpang smiled and turned his head and said: "When we went out for a picnic before, you also ate the braised rabbit head I made, right? Doesn't it still prove my cooking skills?"

"Then can you... teach me?"

Su Muer finally put down her face and asked.

"Of course you can."

"However, in the future, you have to cover my snacks for one month, oh no, two months."

Chen Pangpang patted his belly and said.

"no problem."

Su Muer agreed immediately.

It's just snacks. This little money is not a big problem for her.