Train Survival: You're really trying to survive!

Conscious and purposeful creative labor is the fundamental characteristic that distinguishes humans from animals. Through labor, people transform nature, realize themselves, and create history.

In such free and conscious activities, people should feel joy, satisfaction, and self-realization.

Sun Lili strongly agrees with this statement.

Her hobbies are designing clothes and sewing. Even when she was working odd jobs, she could find joy in slightly altering her work clothes in her spare time.

Writing a story you like, even if it's not particularly exciting, making an ugly craft, fixing a broken appliance, or completing a mediocre painting—labor allows us to transform our ideas, efforts, and skills into reality. Seeing our "work" born or a problem solved, even if the result isn't as perfect as we imagined, brings a tremendous source of joy: the sense of accomplishment of "I did it!"

As many readers know, there are some authors whose books don't get many readers, but these authors still keep updating them, writing millions of words, and their income may be zero, but they still enjoy it.

Because they derive pleasure from the labor of writing.

What truly causes suffering is the plundering of the fruits of labor.

That's another matter altogether, and we won't go into more detail here.

In this trial of laziness, once all her external material desires were satisfied, Sun Lili began to seek the joy of creation and labor.

Sun Lili stepped out of the prepared soft couch, left the most comfortable room, found a field, and planted a seed.

She cultivated, planted, watered, and cared for the seeds until they sprouted and grew into white cotton. Sun Lili then harvested the cotton and began weaving and cutting fabric, making only one piece of underwear for herself.

"Hmm~ They feel nice to wear. Then I want stockings, a sweater, and boots."

Following Sun Lili's idea, all the finished products appeared around her.

Sun Lili glanced at the finished products and selected the boots from them, because she really didn't know how to make boots.

Then, she started raising mulberry trees, pasture grass, silkworms, and sheep...

This is a trial of laziness, its essence being the escape from pressure, responsibility, and pain, and the pursuit of absolute comfort and a carefree life. The ultimate goal is to make people relinquish all agency.

Sun Lili had lost her previous memories. She was indeed free from pressure, responsibility, and pain, and began to pursue comfort and happiness. However, she began to pursue the joy of labor, a joy that could not be obtained by directly reaping the results, but rather that needed to be experienced in the process.

Laziness tries to make Sun Lili pursue comfort and happiness, causing her to lose her initiative. However, Sun Lili gains happiness through creative labor, while the more effort Laziness puts in, the further it gets from its goal.

Finally, the Lazy Trial, which had been trapped in a vicious cycle bug during its long trial, shattered.

Sun Lili's eyes glazed over for a moment, then she put her hands on her hips, a hint of regret in her voice. "It's over so soon? I was about to harvest my cotton."

Before Sun Lili could say anything more, the next attack came.

Sun Lili dragged her weary body out of the courthouse, followed by her equally dejected coworkers. The judgment seemed weightless, like a piece of waste paper, its cold words a testament to yet another futile struggle. Three thousand yuan, their hard-earned money, had been evaporated by their boss, Zhang Qiang, with a barrage of legal clauses and a meticulously crafted "bankruptcy" drama.

Sun Lili was unwilling to give up, so she found the boss, Zhang Qiang, who is now the behind-the-scenes owner of a lobster restaurant.

"Hey, Sun Lili?" Zhang Qiang, a cigarette dangling from his lips, grinned smugly, his burly frame making the cheap rattan chair creak. "Here to ask for your three thousand yuan again? Tsk, didn't I tell you? The court ruled I'm bankrupt! Look at my net worth now, I'm just a partner in a crayfish business, my pockets are emptier than my face." He spread his hands, a roguish look that said, "What can you do to me?"

Sun Lili's nails dug deeply into her palms; her meager hope deflated like a punctured balloon. She looked at his greasy face, the glaringly new Pineapple phone in the sunlight, and this bustling, noisy Lobster City—bankrupt? No way!

"Mr. Zhang, you should have a conscience! That money is mine..."

"Conscience?" Zhang Qiang scoffed, interrupting her. His murky eyes swept over her with a nauseating scrutiny. "Fine, fine, I see you've had a tough time. I'm the kindest person around." He slowly opened the bar drawer, pulled out a large stack of colorful papers, randomly picked out a bunch, and tossed them onto the greasy table like he was giving money to a beggar.

"Here you go! Coupons for Brother Qiang's Lobster City. This stack is worth at least three thousand yuan! Pretty generous, right?" He exhaled a smoke ring, his expression flippant.

Sun Lili picked up the bill blankly. The glaring red words read: "40 RMB off for purchases over 300 RMB!" It was like a resounding slap across her face. Three thousand RMB of "salary"—she needed to spend a full thirty thousand RMB in this vampire's shop to "redeem" it?! Absurd! Humiliating! Anger, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around her heart, then suddenly ignited! It wasn't ordinary anger, but lava erupting from the darkest abyss of her soul after being long oppressed, thoroughly fooled, and drained of its last bit of value!

She didn't know where she got such strength from. The strength grew stronger and stronger, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

She let out a roar that was inhuman.

The burly boss was startled by the sudden turn of events, nearly dropping his cigarette butt onto his lap. The next second, the seemingly frail and easily bullied female worker in his eyes transformed into a lioness, completely enraged, flipping over the heavy solid wood desk with a single hand! Ashtrays, ledgers, and calculators clattered to the floor. Before the boss could even react, he was slammed to the ground by an irresistible force, his head hitting the cold concrete with a thud. She pinned the burly man to the ground, raining blows on his head.

The man screamed in agony, and soon began begging for mercy, "Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I'll give you your wages! I'll give you your wages!"

Sun Lili's anger erupted like a volcano, and she wouldn't listen to the man's pleas for mercy. Instead, she beat him with even more fervor.

Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, she smashed the man's head.

The world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Sun Lili, panting heavily, stopped moving. She looked down at the motionless body on the ground, its head clearly deformed and caved in. After a brief moment of stunned silence, an almost absurd, chilling calm swept over her. A ferocious smile slowly bloomed on her blood-stained lips, a smile devoid of fear or remorse, only the exhilaration and liberation of breaking free from shackles and slaying her enemy.

"My salary," she murmured to herself, her voice hoarse yet unusually clear.

She unlocked the man's phone, grabbed his gradually cooling hand, and used fingerprint recognition to have him transfer 3000 yuan of her salary to her.

Seeing the notification that her money had arrived, she opened the door and disappeared into the bustling crowds of the market outside.