Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 417

After sending off the two girls who signed the idol trainee contract, Mu Yigui stood alone on the edge of the open-air garden.

Even the blue sky is too bright on a scorching summer day.

He looked at the white cloud closest to him.

His wandering eyes caressed the soft edge of the cloud, and the martial artist's spiritual sense told him that the distance of that cloud was 1830 meters.

He didn't know what this statistic meant to him.

He just subconsciously gathers information and incorporates it into his database.

In his database, there are a lot of information of unknown meaning like this.

Many, many... What is "many"?

The dictionary says, so many, so many, so great!

He knew, of course he knew, he had already read all the dictionaries he could get his hands on.

He often tells people around him that he just knows what he knows by chance, that he just knows what he knows, as if he is just a lucky enough answerer, as if he didn't work hard for this.

But he himself knows that as long as it is something that can be seen, as long as it is something that can be read and understood, as long as it is something that everyone can know, he will definitely know it before others.

Mu Yigui didn't allow himself to stop, he didn't allow himself to stand still.

He is constantly gathering new information, so he knows many, many things, he understands many, many things.

But what's the point?

He sometimes discards the articles in those dictionaries and asks his own heart:
What exactly is "many"?
If "more" is not a concept derived from comparison with "less", if there is no one around you to compare with, then what is "more" and what is "bo"?
What's the use of knowing so much?

What do I want?
Mu Yigui remembered what the beggar Daling said to him during the graduation trip.

The unconventional man said to himself:
"Young man, what do you want to prove, what do you need to prove, don't you think you are okay?"

After the loan was over, the beggar spirit sang "Who am I, I never care whether the world appreciates it or not" and left gracefully.

Why does he think he's okay?
Why, why?

There are many reasons why wood art rules need to be answered.

It is precisely because he wants to answer his confusion that he will always stick to his own way of practice—do his best to acquire more and newer knowledge and master more and stronger skills.

He never gave up his pursuit of new knowledge in that senseless killing field where as long as the weak were on the front line, there might be eternal doom, and in the Gu pit set up by the mad sword fairy.

He wants to go further, he wants to break through the boundaries in front of him, he wants to see a different world.

Because in the world he originally lived in, there was still no hope in sight.

Since he was born, people with different faces, whether they are parents, classmates or friends, have been telling him the same thing:

Mu Yigui, you are a man, you are an overly good-looking man.

In this world, on this stage, in this Colosseum, you can never be the protagonist.

No matter how talented you are, no matter how hard you work, no matter what you achieve, you are still just a man.

Can you show your face like a woman?Can you break into key industries that are already dominated by women?

The leaders in this world are all women. Beauty is not only your capital, but also your shortcoming.

When you were born, your life was already decided.

You should be extroverted and cheerful, you should like blue, you should be elegant and gentle, you should be good at machinery and driving, you should show masculinity with heroism, and you should bravely face all dangers and tribulations.

And there can't be any complaints.

You can't indulge in those hobbies that kill the will, and those delicate and delicate beauties are not for you, you belong only to the wild and the herd.

If you can't be a winner, you're a piece of shit.

Your life should not be used for healing and rest for a second, you should stand there like a piece of steel that will never wear out, as a symbol, as a partner to rely on, as a role model for your children... Who cares if you mature What kind of person do you want to be.

The rules of the game have already been set, what are you?
Mu Yigui, as a man, you should be a man.

You have to act like a man.

Although you are too good-looking, although you instinctively like the beauty of the opposite sex, although you can see the undiscovered possibilities in this all-encompassing world, although you can use your unique talents Start a life that suits you best.

But you can't, you shouldn't, you can't!
you are a man!You can only go down the route planned for men by your ancestors. You can't lose to anyone, especially women.

You will hide your face, you will hide yourself in the shadows with black cloth and cloak, for such beauty will only attract people's love and pity, but what you need is awe and obedience.

The beauty exclusive to men is something impure, that kind of beauty will only make the opposite sex have dirty thoughts, and that kind of beauty is the root of all obscenity.

Mu Yigui, you are born an unclean person, a low-level citizen, you only need to abide by the discipline of your elders, you only need to be obedient, this is your destiny.

Who made you a man?Who made you a man with original sin from birth?
You are both holy and unclean.

World No. 1266 on the other side, the territory of Du Gongtai, a natural disaster of Nande.

Mu Yigui was born in such a world, so he had to put in dozens of times the effort of the opposite sex, had to suffer all kinds of discrimination, and had to give up his own possibilities.

Why do I have to live like this?
Just because I'm a man?

Why can't men not get married?
Why can't men not pass on the lineage?
Why can't men not afford the expenses of houses and cars?
Why can't a man refuse a request to be a surrogate for his partner?

Why can't men have hobbies that are not related to work?

Why can't men be weak and evasive?

Why does a man have to invest all his time and energy in a family he doesn't want to start?

Why do men have to struggle 24 hours a day, why do men have to be great, honorable and right, why do men have to change themselves for what women think?
Why can't "man" be defined by men themselves!

Can't I live my life the way I want, just because I'm a man?
This is male virtue?
I'm going to fuck you!
Mu Yigui glanced at the signed idol trainee contract in the storage space.

48 copies.

Enough is enough, 48 girls with their own cuteness, let them participate in the recovery plan before I die, it is enough.

Mu Yigui stared at the scorching sun that he couldn't look directly at until his eyes were plunged into darkness.

I have five months left in my life, eight hours left today.

Go and see the work-study student arranged by Mr. Chang.

Maybe, I can teach him something.

(End of this chapter)