The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"Even those famous generals in ancient times couldn't do it..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Where's your backbone as a delinquent? How to beat 1000 people is my concern. You just need to think about how to defeat me. Since we are delinquents, let's communicate with fists. I am serious! If a miracle happens and I lose, the one who defeats me will be the new chief!"

The commotion in the crowd intensified as these words were spoken. Many powerful individuals who hadn't previously attended the meeting, as well as ambitious individuals with hidden abilities, were tempted. But would Ping Xin do something he wasn't sure of? Absolutely not. Without a 98% chance of success, how could he dare to make such a bold statement?

"Everyone, come together!"

"Ah ha——!"

Someone has taken this lead, so they don't need to talk about morality and ethics with Ping Xin, the "dictator", and can just fight shoulder to shoulder. But have they ever considered that if they do this, Ping Xin will no longer have to restrain his edge?

After continuous research, Ping Xin's ripple research has made some progress in "one direction". Now he needs a group of energetic and motivated stepping stones to help him achieve success.

Bad boy, I need you to help me practice!

Taking advantage of negative emotional values ​​to stimulate his own emotions, and then pushing the ripples to the limit, Ping Xin came prepared today -

“Ba——!”

With a roar, Ping Xin liberated the beast in his heart, forgetting all his moves and all his calculations. Now he wanted to catalyze his "fighting will" to the limit, so that he could take a step further towards the ultimate [spiral].

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed...

"What a...monster, that sir. Brother Suzuki, do you think there really is such a person in the world? He can't be an alien or a Hanma star, right?" Katagiri asked his elder brother Katsuo Suzuki who was standing beside him.

Even if such a thing were to get out, no one would believe it, right? Two hours against a thousand people, even slaughtering pigs wouldn't be that fast, right? Yet, such an absurd thing happened.

But at this time, Suzuki was practicing according to Hirashin's teachings - starting from the horse stance again!

Thigh and calf, thigh and upper torso, upper arm and forearm—three perfect 90-degree angles simultaneously formed the most perfect and grueling horse stance. He stood there for two hours after training for two hours. It was a shame his body wouldn't allow it, otherwise he wouldn't have resorted to half-baked exercises like "leaning your back against the wall for leverage"!

As Pingxin expelled his desire for destruction, power, and other filthy desires through the sweat of "exercise," he felt an unprecedented peace, like the sage's time after "rewarding himself"... no, a peace far beyond that—

Who am I? What do I want to do? Where am I going?

He is Ping Xin, no matter when; all he has to do is to do his best and live without regrets; only God knows where he is going, but it will definitely be a good ending!

After tempering and sublimating the impurities in his own spirit, Ping Xin finally got what he wanted, further ripples, ripples with "spiral will"!

Although still a long way from his ultimate goal, this was already a remarkable achievement. He channeled his newfound strength through his heart, spreading it throughout his body and concentrating it in his brain. New potential had been unlocked, and a new path had opened up for him. The next step was further accumulation...

A few sparks flashed between Pingxin's hands. It worked! As expected, the reason he hadn't been able to achieve his goal despite having envisioned it before was due to his mental and physical limitations. Only when the mind was awakened could the body begin a new evolution—

To put it simply, he just pushed his ripples a little further on the spiritual side, and then the new power after evolution (transitional form?) fed back his body to a new level. With his physical strength and brain computing power upgraded, he is now able to emit incomplete [electrical current push]!

"Do you want the secret of my strength? Then come to class. I have hidden all my strength there, and I will give you the answer myself--" Ping Xin said this after unlocking the ripple consciousness lock and waking up nearly a thousand bad guys who were knocked down on the ground.

A slight gap will make people competitive, a normal gap will make people jealous, and an excessively large gap will make people feel alienated and fearful. What about such a huge gap?

That is the myth, which can attract everyone's yearning, but can be admired from afar without daring to desecrate it!

It is human nature to worship the strong and worship power. This is especially true for men, especially in the East, and especially for these bad guys!

The crowd became enthusiastic as Ping Xin's pre-arranged agent shouted.

"Hiroshige no Osamu is unrivaled in the world, defeating thousands with one. We respect you!"

"Long live the great commander!"

"Good things are coming when the big boss comes!"

"I will always support the Grand Commander!"

"Pingxin, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

Everyone in the audience is a man, so who is speaking?

Pingxin wanted to look for him but because everyone was shouting, he had no idea where to start. His hands and feet were cold in the hot weather.

Damn, there is male ketone!

Chapter 117 Pay attention to the timing of entering the factory

After nearly a thousand delinquents gathered in the open playground, Ping Xin stood at the two or three meter high suggestion podium in front and gave a lecture.

"Everyone here is what outsiders call bad trash... You're marginalized at home, marginalized at school, and marginalized in society in the future. Do you want this to be like this? Are you willing to accept this? Do you want to have the power to change all this? It doesn't matter. I'm here to teach you what true power is—"

Even though no props were used and no external force was used, so many people could hear it clearly, which made their emotions even more fanatical and awe-inspiring!

"I think, I really want to!"

"Captain, we love you!"

"I really want to do it!"

“114514 (Okay, come on)!”

"Please, guide us!"

Most so-called delinquents are "simple-minded" individuals who commit impulsive acts and resort to violence out of "boring" considerations like loyalty, morality, and dreams. However, the vast majority of them, whether actively or passively, fall into a downward spiral, transforming from merely malleable delinquents with poor academic performance and lack of guidance into hopeless thugs, gangsters, or even something worse. Why?

Because they have been abandoned by society, school, family and even themselves. When a person regards himself as garbage and a "pest" from the bottom of his heart, then he will be truly harmful.

Ping Xin's actions were not motivated by pity but were also related to interests. Often his seemingly "free" help had actually already been secretly paid a price that was enough to weigh the scales. However, many times a weight called "conscience" had to be added to one end of the scales to make it seem like he was always "throwing money around".

Just like this time, with the help of the bad guys, he broke through the "realm" of the ripples. Because they paid the price of "fate", Ping Xin must give back. No matter what, it is a small win-win situation. But if 10, 100, or even nearly 1000 of them can become pillars of society, then he will make a fortune.

Even though they were unaware of it from the beginning to the end, this was Pingxin's "business philosophy".

This is the [Path of Faith], a path that belongs only to him!

"Quiet--"

Ping Xin did not shout, but he used the power of ripples to spread his voice and his will. Suddenly, the venue, which had more than 1000 people, including the armed maids and other "teachers" waiting outside, became silent, and everyone looked at him.

Oops... This pressure is unexpectedly difficult to deal with... But is there any room for backing out at this point?

"I ask you, do you want to be recognized by your family and have them be proud of you?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want status, do you want power that can be held in your hands?"

"think!!"

"Do you want men to see you as a goal, an idol, and women to throw themselves at you?"

"think!!!"

"Then follow me. I will teach you thoroughly. From today on, everyone will participate in my training. Cowards, get out now. There will be no turning back!"

"Never back down!"

"Very good—if each of you has taken a hit from me today, today's 'Physical Education' will be suspended. Now it's time for the cultural studies. Everyone will receive textbooks, materials, notebooks, and stationery, and then receive unified tutoring from the teachers."

“Well…eh——?!”

"...Is there any problem?" Ping Xin's eyes were intimidating, and the aura of one person suppressed nearly a thousand people!

"Excuse me, why do we have to learn? As a delinquent, we only need to know how to fight, right?" Katsuo Suzuki stood up and asked.

Although the bad guys all knew that he was a stooge, it didn't matter at the moment, because what he said was exactly the problem they were puzzled about, what they needed to seek, and what they had never thought about - the future.

"Then what can you do? Are you all going to become Yakuza?" Ping Xin asked back.

"Isn't it okay to be a Yakuza? Everyone looks so handsome in black suits!"

In the audience, an obviously very young and even baby-faced innocent boy asked, he came here today because he couldn't stand the private school (cram school) day and night and yearning for the unhealthy freedom and "handsomeness".

"The Yakuza are handsome... they are, but isn't that just because of their clothes? Are they really handsome? What makes them handsome? Don't think you understand everything just because you've read comics and played games. Have you ever met a real Yakuza? Have you ever had a good chat with them?"

"I......"

With a snap of her fingers, the maid codenamed Delta brought up a familiar face... It was the effeminate thug from the Inuno Group?! Wasn't he just a nameless, one-time character?!

But someone standing in the first row of the audience was equally surprised: "Uncle?!"

The person who spoke was none other than Suzuran's leader, Katsuo Suzuki, the man who had once been closest to the chief!

"This is a survivor from a small organization called the Inuno Group. I happened to save him once before (by luring the police away), so today he came here to share some of his experiences with you..."

"He's actually a genuine Yakuza?!"

"The Inuno Group...wasn't that a long-established organization that was previously destroyed by a man with a child?!"

"real or fake?!"

"Child?... My big boss is so dirty~"

"Silence—please proceed, sir..."

Then, the cousin of Mr. Suzuki from Sonic Music, Katsuo Suzuki's uncle, recounted how he rebelled because his brother was too outstanding, ran away and became a gangster, and then joined the Inuno Group, doing odd jobs and gradually rising to the middle level. Finally, that night, he was used as a bulletproof shield, used as bait, and even nearly lost his testicles. It was really a tragic experience that made men and women cry...

*But I'm still not very good at naming so he's still anonymous (looking up at the sky)

"Thank you for sharing this gentleman. Do you understand now? Class exists in every corner of society, even in the Yakuza—"

How do you know you're the big boss in a suit, smoking a cigar and driving a black luxury car, and not some low-level thug on the verge of death? Just because 1000 of you can't beat me? Even before I showed up, you're using such weak tactics that even the traditional Eastern arts of overthrowing the powerful couldn't accomplish that?

"..."

"Let me tell you what happens to most delinquents in the end. Juvenile detention centers, cannon fodder, prison... Anyway, none of them are good places. No matter where they are, they can be considered the bottom of the pile. You are delinquents now, but can you stay delinquent students and teenagers forever?"

"..."

"If your ambitions are limited to this, you'd better find a factory as soon as possible and save me from wasting my time—"

Chapter 118: "Swinging Words"

"Some people ask me why I want to learn... Then I ask you why you don't learn? Why couldn't any of you hurt me before? Why can I fight 1000 people without any effort? Why am I so powerful? Could it be... am I cheating?"

The sudden joke made many bad guys in the audience laugh, and the atmosphere became more relaxed. But sorry

——Ping Xin, he really opened it (sad)

"The answer is knowledge. I've trained my body using the most scientific methods and know how to regulate my breathing to quickly recover. The techniques I've learned are the essence of hundreds, even thousands, of years of human accumulation. I know how to knock you down with one blow and how to minimize the damage I inflict.

This is the power of knowledge—" Ping Xin exclaimed.

Although it is actually open, it is not open as long as no one knows about it! (I am sure)

"In order to become stronger and learn Yan Country's martial arts, you have to learn Yan Country's language, right? In order to learn the most advanced theories, you also have to pay attention to Western theories and learn English, right? In order to understand the gap between you and your opponent, you need basic data to support your studies, so math can't be left behind, right?

——Fighting is not that simple! "

"..."

Although... although it sounds fine, there is still something weird about it!

Although this sounds nonsense and is also nonsense when you think about it, it must be correct when it comes from the mouth of an absolutely strong person like Ping Xin. There won't be someone who is so idle as to fool these bad guys, right?

"Even if you were a Yakuza warrior, would you be able to do it well? Besides fighting, what else can you do?

To gather intelligence, conduct interrogations, and gain the upper hand in combat, you need to learn micro-expressions and understand psychology, right? To heal yourself and your companions when hospitals are inconvenient, and to know how to teach a lesson without harming them, you need to understand medicine, right?

To exonerate yourself and your colleagues, you need to understand the law and have a keen sense of politics, right? To manage your accounts, you need to study accounting, right? To better understand the cultural differences among people as your business expands, you need to study history, right? Commanding a battle isn't just about fighting shoulder to shoulder; you also need to learn military tactics and strategy, right?

"People like you can't even be good enough to be a gangster, you can only be cannon fodder at the bottom! So what if you're a bad boy? So what if you're a gangster? Admit it, you can't do anything right now!"

Even Suzuki Katsuo felt that he was exaggerating. After all, there were still some promising members among the delinquents, even though most of them were indeed like he said, unemployed after graduating from high school and then becoming gangsters or low-level yakuza, and finally ending up in some unknown corner...

"But now there is an opportunity to change, an opportunity to become a strong person, an opportunity to become a 'strong person' with lofty social status and influence, such as a doctor, lawyer, executive or even an official.

Are you still going to miss out because of your own weakness and cowardice?!"

"oh--!"

"Md, fuck him!"

"Captain, we will always follow you!"

"Can you 'reward' good students?!"

"The Bad Boys without the Great Leader are like the West without Jerusalem!"

"The noisy club is dead, the cram school should be established!"

The crowd below was buzzing with activity. I hoped they could persevere, as this would definitely pay off.

"A truly strong person not only has a strong body but also an extraordinary mind. He must not neglect his studies while fighting. Only then can he be considered healthy!"