The loser who was attracted to Wen Wen, for the first ti, didn’t go hitting on girls but went to learn Wen Wen’s ’Male Fist’ course instead.
"First theory of Male Fist: Gender equality. This doesn’t an you must cater to won in everything and play the gentleman. It ans don’t treat her differently just because she’s a woman. If a man bullied you the sa way, what would you do?"
"Second theory of Male Fist: Enough is enough. If you can’t bear it any longer, don’t. Love and marriage concern both parties. If only one side is consistently giving, then it’s not a real case..."
Maybe it was due to the dreamscape, but the loser learned the Male Fist theory quickly, finishing everything Wen Wen could teach in one morning.
He could spend an entire day dating a woman, having disputes, getting married, and seeing a family fall apart.
For him, that morning might have felt very long indeed.
At this mont, a pretty woman ca to the loser, her face full of affection.
As per the normal process of this dreamscape, even if the loser did not pursue girls, won would inexplicably fall for him and talk marriage directly.
The more he resisted marriage, the worse the fate of his mother and sister at the end. The guilt weighed ever heavier, so he never dared to defy this dreamscape’s rules excessively.
But after learning Wen Wen’s Male Fist lesson, he beca enlightened and decided no longer to live in the sa old way.
The woman, affectionately leaning against the loser, said what he thought were the most venomous words: "Darling, my family has agreed to the marriage, but they need a one-million dowry, which can’t be spent on us. When my brother gets married..."
Bang!
The woman got kicked flying; the loser flicked his hair and left confidently.
At that mont, he was enlightened and no longer troubled by these annoying matters, dancing his way back ho as if he were the king of the world.
As long as his mom and sister could live well, he was truly satisfied.
Wen Wen was climbing over the rooftops, following behind the loser with a satisfied smile on his face; this dumb apprentice finally graduated.
This dreamscape has no law, no enforcers; for those greedy people, why be polite? Just greet them with old-fashioned fists.
Back ho, the loser found his house surrounded by a group of middle-aged won, led by the woman he had hit, bringing along relatives and friends, encircling the loser’s ho.
If this situation couldn’t be resolved properly, his mom and sister would surely be bullied to death by these middle-aged won.
Seeing this, the loser leaped and kicked a few spectators away, then unleashed his full strength, swinging his fists in a fight.
Wen Wen, eating sunflower seeds, watched the show: "Third lesson of Male Fist: When reasoning doesn’t work, don’t waste words. Just roll up your sleeves and fight!"
In reality, Wen Wen would never incite such violence, but here violence is the only way to solve issues.
After one morning of teaching, the loser didn’t only learn Wen Wen’s ’Pervert’ Male Fist theory but also gained trendous combat capability, comparable to that of two Master Yes, aning he could take on twenty trained adult n barehanded!
This fighting power was simply overkill for dealing with the middle-aged won here. It only took a few minutes before he had them retreating in disarray from his ho.
Even though the mother and daughter were flustered, there was no longer such gloom in their eyes, hoping the loser might rise to beco the pillar of the ho.
After they dispersed, in the afternoon nurous won ca, hoping to marry the loser, but he kicked them out one by one.
By the evening, every single woman available for marriage in the dreamscape had been beaten up by the loser, and the midnight bell finally tolled.
The loser looked nervously at his mom and sister; this was his first full rebellion. He felt great, but he didn’t want it to harm his mother and sister.
But after the bell tolled, they didn’t et with the miserable fate as before; instead, they smiled and hugged him, then gradually disappeared into the air.
The loser’s body also started to blur, seeing Wen Wen slowly coming toward him, he bowed deeply to Wen Wen, shouting aloud.
"Master, thank you for the guidance. If I can rember all this after waking up..."
Wen Wen scratched his ear: "Can’t hear a thing."
The loser took a deep breath: "If I can still rember all of this, I will definitely practice your Male Fist theory, Master, and spread it wide."
Wen Wen nodded satisfyingly: "Good, very spirited! In the future, don’t call master, call big brother instead."
The loser called him big brother and then disappeared from Wen Wen’s sight.
After he disappeared, the dreamscape rapidly collapsed, and Wen Wen regained a part of his strength, stepping into another dreamscape.
Coming to his senses, Wen Wen murmured to himself: "I hope I didn’t create a violent maniac."
This is the deep layer of the dreamscape. All changes people experience here will manifest in reality, so what the loser would beco, Wen Wen really couldn’t guarantee.
But here, extre asures are necessary to correct the wrongs, not being extre is not enough.
Just hope the loser wouldn’t beco a dostic violence practitioner; in Wen Wen’s view, anyone practicing dostic violence, whether man or woman, deserves a stern correction.
Wen Wen walked to a roadside utility pole and kicked it down; this ti, what he regained was so physical fitness, then he started researching this dreamscape once more.
With the increasing number of dreamscapes cracked and victims rescued, Wen Wen gains more understanding of the eighteen-layer Spiral Mountain dreamscape.
Every arrangent here holds deep aning; although victims suffer inhuman treatnt, residing in a hell tailored just for them, unable to live nor die.
But watching their plights, Wen Wen felt sort of good, even wanting to join the dreamscape in bullying them.
Because those confined here were sowhat hateful, like the environntalist girl or the far-from-innocent sycophant loser...
This Deity really aid to ’punish’ them, though the punishnt was overly harsh, it couldn’t be said he acted completely for selfish desires.
"But why catch Hu Youling? Under my ’education,’ hasn’t that woman already repented..."
"No matter what, after finding him, we should get answers."
"If the other party can communicate, let him make this dreamscape simpler. Suffering can be, but at least give them a chance to reform."
"If it could really go as I suggest, this mysterious Deity might indeed play a role in improving societal attitudes."
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