Chapter 1159: Chapter 1160: Male Fist Theory
The loser who was attracted to Wen Wen, for the first time, 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 mean you must cater to women in everything and play the gentleman. It means don’t treat her differently just because she’s a woman. If a man bullied you the same 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 moment, a pretty woman came to the loser, her face full of affection.
As per the normal process of this dreamscape, even if the loser did not pursue girls, women 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 became enlightened and decided no longer to live in the same 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 moment, he was enlightened and no longer troubled by these annoying matters, dancing his way back home 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 home, the loser found his house surrounded by a group of middle-aged women, led by the woman he had hit, bringing along relatives and friends, encircling the loser’s home.
If this situation couldn’t be resolved properly, his mom and sister would surely be bullied to death by these middle-aged women.
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 tremendous combat capability, comparable to that of two Master Yes, meaning he could take on twenty trained adult men barehanded!
This fighting power was simply overkill for dealing with the middle-aged women here. It only took a few minutes before he had them retreating in disarray from his home.
Even though the mother and daughter were flustered, there was no longer such gloom in their eyes, hoping the loser might rise to become the pillar of the home.
After they dispersed, in the afternoon numerous women came, 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 meet 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 remember 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 remember 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 me master, call me 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 become, Wen Wen really couldn’t guarantee.
But here, extreme measures are necessary to correct the wrongs, not being extreme is not enough.
Just hope the loser wouldn’t become a domestic violence practitioner; in Wen Wen’s view, anyone practicing domestic violence, whether man or woman, deserves a stern correction.
Wen Wen walked to a roadside utility pole and kicked it down; this time, what he regained was some 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 arrangement here holds deep meaning; although victims suffer inhuman treatment, 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 somewhat hateful, like the environmentalist girl or the far-from-innocent sycophant loser...
This Deity really aimed to ’punish’ them, though the punishment 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."