hiss...

A trickle of water flowed from the faucet.

Wang Xiaosu carefully cleaned up the scratches on his face, and then put on a Band-Aid.

"It's done. As expected of me, it still looks so good even with a Band-Aid on it."

She smiled sweetly at the mirror.

"Dad, why are you back so early today?" She turned off the tap and went back to the living room.

Wang Yiyang, dressed in a plain white suit, was sitting in front of the red guzheng, carefully adjusting the piano case.

"It's just that I finish things ahead of time and come back to rest. After all, even if you work for yourself, you need to rest."

He looked up at his daughter.

"What happened to your face?"

"Oh, I accidentally scratched it." Wang Xiaosu said indifferently.

"Yeah?"

"That's right, after all, you're practicing martial arts, and you will always encounter this kind of situation." Wang Xiaosu smiled.

She leaned closer and watched her father pick up a string and let it go gently.

Subtle inaudible vibrations spread, and no sound could be heard.

"Dad, I've been watching you adjust the guzheng, but I haven't seen you playing it. Can you play it?" She often saw her father taking care of the guzheng.

She still remembered that it wasn't this one at first, but at some point, she suddenly changed to this red one.

At that time, she was still young, and she often watched her father tune and take care of her.

Naively, she thought that her father's job was to flirt with people, oh no, a slip of the tongue, it was tuning the piano.

"What? Why did you ask this question suddenly?" Wang Yiyang raised his head and smiled.

"Be curious." Wang Xiaosu was really curious.

Especially after knowing that the family is not short of money, she knows that her father is definitely not tuning the piano for money, it should be out of self-interest.

"You often asked this question when you were young." Wang Yiyang smiled, "Later, you couldn't get the answer when you grew up, so you stopped asking."

He sat up straight and pressed his hands lightly on the strings. Fingertips brushed the slender and cold silk strings.

"I can play, but I don't want to play it for you."

"Eh?" Wang Xiaosu was stunned, "I'm your daughter, if you don't play for me, who will you play for?"

Wang Yiyang smiled and didn't answer.

"Could it be because you play so badly that you don't want to make a fool of yourself at home?" Wang Xiaosu guessed. "But even if it's a pig, after so many years of practice, it won't be so bad?"

"..." Wang Yiyang wanted to throw a guzheng at her face.

The father and daughter joked, and Wang Xiaosu gradually calmed down.

She looked at the red guzheng strings, and seemed to be distracted.

"Dad, if you encounter something that bothers you very much in your life, you are powerless, helpless, and have no countermeasures.

what would you do? "

"Trouble?" Wang Yiyang's eyes flickered. "What? Are you in trouble?"

"Oh, tell me what to do first." Wang Xiaosu pouted.

"Susu, you have to know that everything we can feel, our emotions, our moods, are all influenced by the outside world."

Wang Yiyang said calmly.

"At this time, you should think about what level of people can easily solve the troubles in front of you.

Then, try to be that person. "

"...If you can become that kind of person in a short time, what else would I ask you to do?" Wang Xiaosu was speechless.

"Really? Is it a problem that you have to face because you are not strong enough?" Wang Yiyang smiled.

"This is also very simple. The enemy is stronger than you, then you have to weaken them. Weaken them to be weaker than you, and you win."

"How to weaken it?" Wang Xiaosu's eyes lit up.

"There are many ways." Wang Yiyang recalled his strategy. "Divide the enemy, confuse the enemy, deviously induce, pretend to be a traitor, use external force, differ from reality to reality, etc. You can go to read the book of tactics."

"Well...so complicated..." Wang Xiaosu suddenly had a headache. "Isn't there something simpler?"

"Yes, I have."

"What?!"

"Strategic retreat." Wang Yiyang said as a matter of course.

"..." Wang Xiaosu was speechless. "Isn't this just running away?"

"No, running away means not daring to turn back and fight again.

A strategic retreat is to retreat now, leaving a foundation for the next battle. There is an essential difference between the two. "

Wang Yiyang said seriously.

Wang Xiaosu was speechless.

"But I have heard a famous saying from a martial arts senior, and I think it makes sense. He said that martial arts are limited, but I am infinite. Therefore, we must move forward without hesitation."

"It makes sense." Wang Yiyang nodded.

"Yes, I also think he is right." Wang Xiaosu felt comfortable. That's what opinions get.

"The person who said this must have died very early?" Wang Yiyang asked.

"Forehead....."

"Don't think about it, if you encounter troubles, if you really have no way to escape, then fight to the death and survive." Wang Yiyang said calmly.

"A fight to the death? Survival?"

"As a father, I will teach you a truth. The weak face the strong, only by surprise.

And fighting to the death can maximize your potential and make you stronger.

To survive in death is to burst out with all your strength when the opponent is not expecting it. The opponent is caught off guard and has no defense, but you go all out and your strength is even stronger.

Only when one goes up and down, can there be a glimmer of life. "

Wang Yiyang earnestly imparted his experience in dealing with affairs.

"Understood!" Wang Xiaosu thought it made sense. "Live from death, fight with your back..." She lowered her head and muttered these two sentences.

It suits her style very well.

Wang Yiyang smiled, feeling relieved to see his daughter successfully absorbing his way of life.

Since sooner or later you have to be in charge of such a huge industry as Mister, you will naturally need to sharpen your experience and self-management and control.

So he knew what Wang Xiaosu was facing now, but he let him handle it by himself.

No matter what happens, he won't help.

Because this is the tempering of Wang Xiaosu.

Even if his daughter had an accident, he didn't care.

Yes, he is such a cold man.

Wang Yiyang smiled slightly. After flicking his fingers, he continued to add real energy to the protective formation on Wang Xiaosu's body.

The days that followed became extraordinarily regular.

Wang Xiaosu goes to class every day, exercises, and practices, and his energy grows day by day.

Suddenly one day, she returned home with an eight-dan martial arts evaluation certificate.

A total of amateur evaluations, martial arts rank 10, she has reached rank 8 in such a short period of time, it can be said that in the eyes of outsiders, she is extremely talented.

But only she herself and the teacher knew that she made it all out of money.

It only takes one or two million yuan for other geniuses to reach this point.

Wang Xiaosu spent a total of eight million yuan.

Su Xiaoxiao is preparing to open a branch recently. Her small shop is actually booming and doing well.

This gave her a sense of accomplishment, so she worked harder.

Parents are traveling around the world, playing crazy everywhere.

Father-in-law and mother-in-law fly around all day long, talking about business, doing business, obsessed with making money and unable to extricate themselves.

Everyone in the family is busy.

Wang Yiyang was not idle either.

He waited for the application of the nobles of the stars sent to the light of dawn.

At the same time, I am familiar with the physical indicators after entering the tenth level.

More uses of the Mind Prison are also being developed.

Time, in an increasingly peaceful life, flies by quickly.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

On the Light of Dawn side, the School of War was the first to reply through the incubator.

‘Dear fellow spiders, we have received your school application.

For your request, we can help with the operation of the Stars and Nobles. It can even guarantee that your success rate of becoming a lord will increase by 20%.

But we need you to prove your potential and strength.

Please complete a mission of the school. After success, you will automatically become a member of this school. '

In the real world, Wang Yiyang looked at the light curtain projected by the ring in front of him, on which the reply letter from the incubator was clearly displayed.

"Is it a task? Let me take a look." As expected, if you want to get it, you must pay something.

He clicked on the attachment at the bottom of the reply.

A dialog box popped up again in the light curtain, which contained the task content.

‘Go to the front line—Flesh and Flesh Mopan, participate in the first-line death battle against all spirits, and survive for a month. Can complete the task. '

"Flesh mill?" Wang Yiyang frowned slightly.

The name doesn't feel good when you hear it.

"Eva, find out where the flesh and blood mill is for me? What is it?" he ordered.

In the first and second floors of the real world, the electronic systems can operate normally. So he has already copied Aiwa here.

It's just a program after all.

'Good master. '

'The search is complete. '

'Flesh Mopan, located in a space of stars on the edge of Sagittarius, is the forefront of the eastern constellation.

It is famous for maintaining ultra-high-intensity fighting wars all year round because of its border with the All Souls camp.

Every year, the Council of Stars invests hundreds of millions of warship mechs here. To fight against the invasion of the mechanical mind legion of all spirits. '

"... the first line?" Wang Yiyang's heart tightened.

He has never been to the frontline battlefield, but he has seen the report of the battle loss ratio on the frontline.

Ten to three.

Ten of them survived, and an average of three came back.

This is still based on the fact that there are a large number of clones as cannon fodder.

"Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch." Wang Yiyang sighed.

"Aiwa, collect information about the Flesh and Flesh Mill for me."

"OK."

Wang Yiyang began to carefully study the first-line situations such as flesh and blood mills one by one.

After careful inquiry, he found that with his own strength, he should have a great chance to complete this mission.

After thinking about it, he sent the message that he had stepped into level ten to the incubator.

See if you can get any preferential treatment.

Unfortunately, the incubator's reply was to keep the task unchanged.

After several days of consideration, Wang Yiyang finally decided to take over the task.

Notarized by Hengji Sect's client in the real world, he reached a contract with War School.

Accepted a one-month survival mission to the Flesh Mill.

Before leaving, he needs to clean up the chores in his hometown.

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After a lot of hard work, Huilong finally found the detailed information of the commander of the patrol fleet.

He gathered so much combat power just to use it as a bargaining chip to forcibly pull this powerful commander into the water.

After finding the other party's whereabouts, he immediately took action.

Layout, set up an ambush, design a secret signal, place jammers, and isolate the communication between the opponent and the fleet.

Everything is ready.

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