He built his empire one nap at a time. Crowned “World’s Best at Nothing,” King Chill lounges on his throne-couch with a fistful of money and zero intention to move.
Behind him, a motivational sign screams “Success Through Laziness,” printed in Comic Sans by his unpaid intern, who now runs three startups out of guilt. No emails, no meetings—just passive income and aggressively relaxed vibes.
Somewhere, a productivity guru breaks down crying into his seventh espresso, whispering, “He cracked the algorithm…”
