As possibly the only assassin in the Great Martial Country who studied human psychology...
Although Zhang San did not cure his fear of fishermen, after years of research, Zhang San understood very clearly that from a medical perspective, young children with immature minds are the easiest to brainwash.
Therefore, for the already nine-year-old Wang Xiaoer, Zhang San knew that if he didn't start the brainwashing now, in a few years, this kid might really go and marry a wife!
So for the whole night, Zhang San analyzed for these bandits how to tell a good story.
A so-called story requires a beginning, development, twist and conclusion, missing any one would be incomplete. It must be moving, yet reasonable.
Of course, this posed some difficulty for the group of bandits.
So Zhang San had these bandits memorize the story he wrote first, and later they could improvise if they wanted, but they must not deviate from the original intention. The main goal was that through the story, Wang Xiaoer would develop a fear or even disgust of women, thus causing psychological trauma.
After a round of theory combined with practice, plus how to tell a story full of emotion...
"So you all understand now?" Zhang San asked.
"Understood, understood," the bandits all nodded.
Zhang San smiled with satisfaction and sent them away.
The night was almost over.
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What?
Why would a group of bandits believe a nine-year-old child would have psychological trauma related to women?
Even if the bandits had low education levels, how could they believe such a far-fetched thing?
However, Zhang San said, then do you think when these bandits learn of Wang Xiaoer's imminent future use of Seven Steps Scatter on them, other than believing him Zhang San, do they have any other way of staying alive?
So this was never an issue of believing or not, but a multiple choice question with only one option.
What?
Why did Zhang San go through so much trouble, talking to Wang Xiaoer first, then having the bandits eavesdrop outside? With force, couldn't he also make these bandits obedient?
Zhang San said, people with such thoughts could never become a successful capitalist, oh no, a successful underworld businessman.
As someone who almost became a big underworld boss in the assassin industry abroad, he went through so much trouble of course for a reason.
The logic was simple.
No matter if you are an underworld businessman hiring people to work for you, or like Zhang San wanting to use these bandits to brainwash Wang Xiaoer.
You can never let the people hired by or used by you feel like they are working for you. You absolutely cannot use any method to threaten or coerce them, because that will make them resentful, hindering the work.
Therefore, when you hire or use others, you must make your subordinates feel like they are working hard for their own lives, only then can you motivate them to their fullest potential.
Zhang San had even seen an underworld boss, the so-called "underworld businessman", whose brainwashing skills were unprecedented. For three consecutive months he didn't pay his subordinates at all, yet his organization's performance kept improving day after day!
So what do you think that assassin organization's boss was?
Of course the role model for every capitalist, oh no, every underworld businessman's dream!
Just like now, would these bandits feel like they were telling stories to Wang Xiaoer for Zhang San?
Of course not!
These bandits would only feel that everything they were doing now was to save their own lives!
When it came time to tell the stories, could they not pour their heart and soul into it?
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The next day.
Wang Xiaoer believed he had successfully persuaded his master the previous day, so he became even more unscrupulous with the poisoning.
But today when Wang Xiaoer was detoxifying the poisoned bandit leader, he heard the disoriented, poisoned bandit leader tell his love story.
It was a sad story.
Once there was a little waiter at a restaurant who worked hard and diligently. One day, he had the good fortune to encounter love.
The waiter was poor, but still prepared flowers under the moon for the girl.
The waiter didn't know poetry, but learned cooking skills from the chef, just to make her happy.
The two spent several years together, seemingly happy and peaceful, thinking it would be for life. But unexpectedly, the mother-in-law's words before the wedding destroyed their tranquility.
"Where is your house?" the mother-in-law asked.
The wedding was delayed because of this.
The waiter promised that in the future he would definitely buy a big house for the girl. From then on he worked even harder and struggled even more.
But the next year, the girl married someone else, because the waiter only had enough money to buy a shack, while someone who bought a big house already proposed.
The girl ultimately chose to abandon him!
The story ended here.
The waiter finally became a bandit leader.
This story... was of course fake.
The real situation was that the girl was still waiting for the waiter, the bandit leader, in her hometown.
And their real status was, the bandit leader was making money as a bandit while the girl wove cloth at home to save up for their future life.
But of course such an inspirational story could not be told to Wang Xiaoer, so Zhang San reasonably "artistically modified" the bandit leader's love story into the version Wang Xiaoer heard now.
After all, the bandit leader had mentioned some of his past when talking about his dreams before, so he had to combine what he said previously with half-truths to make the smart Wang Xiaoer believe him.
The bandit leader lay trembling on the sickbed, and said to the tearful Wang Xiaoer: "Child, listen to uncle's advice. Women, really hurt people! We men can't afford to be hurt."
Wang Xiaoer acknowledged this with tears.
But suddenly, Wang Xiaoer seemed to recall something. He asked: "Wait, uncle, didn't you say before you all became bandits to go home and marry wives? You've been hurt so badly, yet you still want to marry?"
The bandit leader immediately broke into a cold sweat behind him.
"Oh... Oh that, child. You don't understand this yet. As a man, we care about face. What I said before was all to conceal the scars in my heart. Don't take those details too seriously."
I see.
Nine-year-old Wang Xiaoer had a look of sudden realization.
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Another day, it was Bandit A's turn to be poisoned. Wang Xiaoer went to "carefully" detoxify him, but unexpectedly, Bandit A also told a story.
Bandit A's story carried even more helplessness.
It was a sad story.
It was about a youth who had learned swordsmanship for some years. Although his martial arts skills were not great, compared to ordinary people he was still a bit stronger. He had a dream that in this underworld-filled era, he would become a heroic swordsman.
Apart from ideals, regarding love, the youth had always secretly admired a certain girl in town.
One day, some local bullies came and harassed the girl.
The youth drew his sword to intervene. Encouraged by love, the originally mediocre youth actually defeated the underworld thugs.
In a moment, the title of "Gallant Swordsman" spread through the town.
Everyone looked at him with new eyes.
Even the girl was moved to say: "If not for you, I might have been... by that person. But penniless hero, I can only repay this debt in the next life."
But the youth did not expect the girl to repay him, he only hoped to become friends with her.
In the end the two did become close confidantes.
Until one day, the bullies returned with the might of the underworld behind them, naturally to get back at the youth. The youth was no match and was beaten black and blue.
But the bullies deliberately shamed him - they beat him but didn't beat him to death or injure him severely. Instead they brought people to publicly beat him in the streets every few days, making him lose face in the town.
Yet the youth did not leave the small town, he silently trained harder in martial arts, because he was afraid the bullies would go after the girl again someday when he was not there.
One day, the bullies really went to harass the girl again.
Just then, a wandering swordsman appeared and drove away the bullies and their thugs.
The gallant demeanor of the wandering swordsman's sword-like brows made the girl fall for him.
The two got married in the end.
The young man attended the wedding of the two people and saw that wanderer.
Later, the young man gave up his dream of being a knight-errant and became a bandit in the mountain village.
Wang Xiaoer asked Bandit A, "But why on earth did you do it?"
Bandit A picked up the mirror by his bedside, glanced at his pockmarked face, and sneered coldly, "If you're handsome, pledge yourself to another; if you're ugly, repay in the next life. Hah, women!"
Hah, women!
"How could she do this!!" Wang Xiaoer angrily stood up for the bandit.
However, this story... of course was still written by Zhang San.
But this didn't prevent Zhang San from using Bandit A to educate Wang Xiaoer.
Bandit A said, "They all say men are lustful, but aren't women lustful too? Boy, listen to uncle's advice, when you grow up in the future, never find a woman, they are too hurtful! We men can't afford to be hurt by them!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!