Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day-Chapter 957 - 665: Sloth Yoga Mat

The next day, Li Zheng got up early, washed up, had breakfast, and waited for Lu Li to come find him.

When Lu Li arrived, he took him into the Dark Realm, letting him sit under the Bodhi Tree to observe the image of Lu Manjiang.

As the image of Lu Manjiang began to move, tears flowed from the corners of Lu Li's sleeping body's eyes.

"I never thought that one day I could see my brother again from this perspective." Lu Li sat under the Bodhi Tree; his spiritual body couldn't cry, so his expression was grief-stricken: "Even though it's just an unconscious image, it gives me the illusion that I'm back in the days when my brother was alive and teaching me how to box."

He blinked, both crying and laughing: "Truly wonderful."

"Then this time, learn well from your brother." After Li Zheng finished speaking, he continued to stubbornly wrestle with Zhan Zhouzhou's image, still without any progress.

Helpless, he had to abandon that idea and turned to researching the indolence entity separated from Lu Li.

It was very similar to the Furious Treadmill Li Zheng had seen before; indolence was a gray, non-material entity.

At first glance, it looked like smoke exhaled by a smoker that hadn't dispersed.

This thing was alive, but it was too lazy, writhing slowly in Li Zheng's hand.

When caught by Li Zheng, it emitted some strange waves, trying to spread this "laziness" to Li Zheng, enticing him to join in the indolence.

"Not as active as the Furious Treadmill; if I want to use it to create workout equipment, what should it be?" Li Zheng thoughtfully looked at the entity in his hand.

The Furious Treadmill worked as a treadmill, showing significant results; once you got on it, unless exhausted, you didn't want to get off.

Li Zheng pulled it a few times, finding he could shape the entity, turning it into whatever form he liked, quite miraculous.

He attempted to make a treadmill from indolence, but after putting in a lot of effort, no matter how he operated it, the treadmill simply wouldn't run.

"Is the issue with my method, or is indolence not suitable for this form?" Li Zheng tried relaxing his mind, letting indolence freely influence him.

Instantly, a thought to abandon everything, wanting to lie down and give up, not wanting to move arose uncontrollably.

After some time, Li Zheng slowly crouched from his standing position, eventually sitting on the indolence treadmill.

"Hmm?" Li Zheng suddenly sensed something, his expression changing, he reorganized his mental defenses, isolating the influence of indolence: "Turns out you're too lazy, that's why the treadmill couldn't move."

With this realization, Li Zheng got an idea.

He once again took action, kneading the indolence treadmill, beginning to pull it anew.

In less than a minute, a rectangular flat object appeared in his hand.

"Yoga mat!"

Li Zheng laid the indolence mat flat and sat on it: "Since you don't want to move, then don't move; as long as those using you move themselves on top, it's fine."

Yoga is also a form of exercise.

There's no need for yoga poses, even lying flat on it doing a plank can have a training effect on the spiritual body.

Because the indolence yoga mat constantly tempts those who touch it into sloth, resisting this temptation itself becomes a pressure resistance process.

"Lu Li, come try it." Li Zheng waved to the Bodhi Tree-sitting Lu Li to come over, pointing at the yoga mat: "Get on it, and hold a pose without moving."

Lu Li nodded: "Okay."

Then he stepped onto the yoga mat, legs shoulder-width apart, knees at ninety degrees, upper body straight, fists placed at his waist, assuming a standard horse stance.

Initially, he felt nothing unusual, but before long, a familiar desire to give in to sloth grew wildly from the depths of his heart.

"So tired…"

"Living is really exhausting…"

"Why not just let it be…"

"This damn life, I don't want to spend another moment in it…"

Fatigue appeared on Lu Li's face, as if he could collapse onto the yoga mat and never get up again.

"For ordinary people, especially those weak in Spiritual Power and not very strong in Willpower, the effect is surprisingly good." Li Zheng coldly observed, not reminding Lu Li to stay awake.

Such training can't be helped by reminders.

When trying the Furious Treadmill, Li Zheng knew his condition wasn't right, but couldn't resist challenging the treadmill, determined to wear it out.

"I…"

Just as Li Zheng thought Lu Li was wobbling and soon to give in, a trace of struggle appeared on his face: "I… I want to restore my brother's honor!"

The look in Lu Li's eyes gradually became firm: "My brother is a hero! He fought for the country's supreme glory, he's my hero! But…"

His gaze fell back into confusion, revealing endless fatigue: "But living really is exhausting… My brother clearly brought glory to the country; why should he be pointed at by everyone just because he lost once?"

"Fixed match!"

"Took bribery money!"

"Can't even beat Korea, disgraceful! A stain on our country's reputation!"

"Demanding the tournament organizers thoroughly investigate Lu Manjiang's bribe-taking and match-fixing!"

Before his eyes seemed to appear the online remarks he had seen; those who originally supported Lu Manjiang were now angry, seemingly holding conclusive evidence, accusing Lu Manjiang of losing the match due to accepting bribery money.

However, no one knew Lu Manjiang better than Lu Li. Although their family wasn't particularly well-off, every time his brother won a tournament, the prize money was enough for their family to buy a house in a second-tier city.

He had neither the need nor the reason to take bribery money and fix matches.

"After thorough investigations from the tournament committee, participant Lu Manjiang was found to have committed no violations, and the competition results remain unchanged…"

"Scandal! It must be a scandal!"

"Is Korea the ancestor of the event organizers?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"If Lu Manjiang didn't cheat and still lost to a weaker opponent, that's even more unforgivable!"

"Exactly! I suspect he kowtowed to Korea and deliberately lost the match. I suggest a thorough investigation into Lu Manjiang's family background!"

"I have a friend who grew up with Lu Manjiang, and it's said that after the match, his family immigrated to Korea. I wonder if it's related to losing the match."

"Traitor! The country used so many resources to nurture you, and yet you worship foreign powers, deliberately losing the match to immigrate!"

"Sinner!"

"Atone with death!"

Slander, defamation, libel!

One absurd accusation after another piled onto Lu Manjiang, and no matter who provided conclusive evidence to absolve him, the end result was even more intensified treatment.

Later on, Lu Li watched as one friend after another around his brother could no longer withstand the pressure and stopped associating with him.

He watched as his brother Lu Manjiang became more and more disheartened.

That day, he witnessed his brother jump from the rooftop, seemingly with a smile of relief on his face.

When his brother's death was announced online, no one expressed regret for his passing; instead, there were cheers all around.

They laughed, they made noise, they celebrated.

As if it were some sort of festival.

"My brother." Lu Li's expression changed, shedding the look of confusion and exhaustion. He steadied his shaky body, and his spiritual body seemed to grow slightly, akin to that of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old.

He declared firmly, "My brother was not a traitor!"

Li Zheng watched Lu Li's transformation, tilting his head.

Is the effect of the lazy yoga mat really this strong?

Even more impressive than the furious treadmill!

He didn't know what Lu Li had experienced in such a short time, thinking perhaps the lazy yoga mat had some hidden effects even he was unaware of.

After watching for a while, seeing that although Lu Li occasionally showed signs of struggle, his condition had stabilized considerably, Li Zheng stopped worrying about him, letting him continue training there at his own pace.

Returning to the Bodhi Tree, Li Zheng stayed for an entire day.

Aside from eating, he spent the rest of the time sitting under the Bodhi Tree seeking enlightenment.

But that Passing Swift technique was like a curse, making no progress, leaving Li Zheng a bit discouraged.

"Forget it, I'll stop learning it for now to avoid frustration!" Li Zheng turned to look at Lu Li.

By now, after a whole day of continuous training, Lu Li's spiritual body had grown to look like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, not far from complete recovery.

The effects of the lazy yoga mat exceeded Li Zheng's expectations.

However, it was also due to Lu Li's harshness on himself that such remarkable results were achieved.

Every time Li Zheng thought Lu Li was about to give up, he would grit his teeth and persevere time and time again, his tenacity astonishing.

"No wonder this kid previously chose a sniper rifle as his weapon; with such perseverance, he can endure for long periods in any complex environment."

Honestly, Li Zheng admired Lu Li's resolve; most people wouldn't be able to persist and likely would have already succumbed to the influence of the lazy yoga mat, lying there doing nothing.

"Too much of anything is bad. After today's training, he'll need a few days to recover. Otherwise, I'm worried he'll overtrain and ruin himself." Li Zheng shook his head.

It's akin to those lazy couch potatoes who suddenly start working out intensely for an entire day.

Initially, it might not seem like much, but after a break, when the side effects kick in the next day, it can drive a person mad.

Lu Li's spiritual body had inherent flaws, underdeveloped. After today's extensive training, it was like someone overexerting themselves at the gym; he would definitely experience some discomfort in the coming days.

He might even face phantom aches all over his body.

Switching consciousness to check the time, it was almost dark again, and Li Zheng entered the Dark Realm to call Lu Li down: "Alright, today's training ends here. Take the next few days to adjust; I have to head out."

Lu Li gritted his teeth and stepped off the yoga mat, collapsing as if a weight had been lifted.

With a thought, Li Zheng moved them both out of the Dark Realm and back to their bodies.

Instantly, Lu Li's entire body was drenched as if caught in a downpour, sweating profusely and soaking his clothes in no time, even dripping water.

His complexion visibly turned pale, extremely weak.

Li Zheng handed him a bottle of water: "Drink slowly, take it easy. You've trained too hard today; you might not be able to move for the next few days. Just rest well."

"Okay." Lu Li sipped the water and asked, "When will you be back this time?"

Li Zheng calculated and replied, "I'm not sure, there's quite a bit to do on this trip. If you've mostly recovered by the time I'm still not back, just go about your business."

This time, Li Zheng planned to first visit the Blacksmith Shop to retrieve the Black Dragon Spear, then go to the Gravity Research Institute to find Feng Yue and attempt to use its equipment to train his physical strength.

In a few days, Little Sakura should also return, and he would have to pick her up.

Finally, the other five Sin Domains needed visiting, to see the differences in each domain.

Overall, Li Zheng estimated it might take one or two months to finish everything.