In this world, there is always the interference of power.

The extraordinary power itself is part of what maintains this world.

The most difficult thing for me is that there are too many attackers.

In this small place, less than fifty miles in radius, three have been found.

The largest town has less than 20,000 people.

If we move to some major towns and cities, how many can we find in one place?

If we don't spread martial arts everywhere, there's no way to find them from the vast crowd. If we spread martial arts, we might be targeted by many attackers, and the world will die faster.

Fang Xing felt that he only had two choices.

'Drinking poison to quench thirst'.

Now they started to teach martial arts like crazy, and tried their best to let them hunt down the attackers.

He gambled that he could completely prevent the collapse of luck before the world was drained.

'Use one point to defeat the enemy'

Find someone who can be controlled, and use him as the center to hunt down all travelers who approach him.

I bet that my fishing behavior can catch all the fish in the river before the world is emptied...

"So can this world hold up?"

"How long can this situation last?!"

"If the world can only survive one or two years, or even less, neither approach makes any sense."

"Only five years... ten years, or even thirty or fifty years, can we be sure of the method we use to deal with it."

Fang Xing really didn't know what to do.

It was a bit stuffy staying in the room, so Fang Xing simply opened the door and walked out for a few steps.

Although the old housekeeper was no longer in the villa, it didn't cause much trouble.

Before leaving, the old butler found someone to take over the management, and he has been doing a good job these days.

It's time to clean up and sweep the floor. After all, there are no dead bodies everywhere in the villa. Liao Mo.

Out of the villa.

Fang Xing started walking around the mountain.

This mountain is not an isolated mountain. The location of the villa is just close to the village among the continuous mountains. There are valleys and gullies further back.

Since he was out to relax, Fang Xing just wandered around casually, and just then he heard the faint sound of water.

In addition to the sound of water, there were also some other faint noises.

Fang Xing simply walked over.

In front of us is a stream, flowing gurglingly through the mountains and forests.

There were a few women in coarse cloth by the stream, beating their clothes with wooden sticks.

There was no soap in ancient times. At most, people could use some soapberries to wash clothes. But soapberries themselves were not available everywhere, so people normally just washed clothes by pounding them.

Even in modern society, some people still wash clothes this way. The only difference is that they add some detergent when washing clothes.

There were not many people near the stream, so when Fang Xing came over, he was naturally discovered by them.

The women quickly stood up and called out "Master" from a distance.

These women all worked for Fang Xing, and the clothes they washed were naturally the work clothes of other servants in the manor.

Fang Xing waved his hand, signaling them to go about their business.

I found a bamboo pole nearby and pulled a thin vine to use as a fishing line, and started fishing for fish in the creek with this crude fishing pole.

With Fang Xing's current strength, he can completely turn the line into a needle. After seeing the fish, it is easy for him to directly control the fishing line to pierce it or tie it up.

Look Fang Xing is fishing by himself.

The women washing clothes in the back soon returned to normal and started chatting while working.

"Speaking of the wives of the rich families, they were beaten more harshly than us. I heard that the little girl from the Li family broke a bowl and was punished to kneel for two days!"

"That's nothing. A maid in a wealthy family in our village accidentally splashed water on the feet of the wealthy family's wife, and she was shouted at to chop off her arm."

"So cruel!?"

"Yes, it's the master who is kind enough to not let her do it."

"We are all daughters-in-law, why is there such a big difference? I have been a daughter-in-law for so many years and I still can't be cruel enough."

"You don't have money, you'd still be bad even if you had money!"

"Fuck you, hahahaha!"

The women laughed and chatted.

Speaking of being a servant or a daughter-in-law, the topic naturally turns to those wealthy families.

They talk about how many wives this wealthy family has married, and they also talk about how that wealthy family favors his concubine and neglects his wife. Even though she is the first wife, she cannot hold her head up at home.

Nowadays, it is common for those who have a little surplus food to find an extra concubine.

Concubines in ancient times were not the so-called mistresses.

There is no wrong version in the 6 book forum!

In terms of status, a mistress is much higher than a concubine.

At least the mistress cannot be given away to anyone casually.

Apart from having a separate room to sleep in, the concubine has to obey the orders of her "wife" in almost everything else at home. The unfortunate concubine has to do more work than a part-time worker.

Although none of the women who were chatting were concubines, they were all good at asking questions and knew a lot of things clearly.

When neighbors chat, they can talk about everything.

"Those vixens are really good at seducing men. They just cry for no reason, or serve tea in a delicate voice, and they can make the men happy."

"They all don't know how to live. They are happy to have concubines accompany them to drink and chat every day. How can they not be as good as the sensible housekeeper's wife?"

"She's still being sarcastic all the time, saying things like she's wronged or not, and whether she feels sorry or not. She's not a child, so only the old men with no brains would believe her."

"When it comes to these things, the masters really can't see as clearly as we do."

"Hush, shh, the master is here..."

"Well, I didn't say our master. Our master doesn't have a wife."

The women were afraid of being overheard, so they began to talk about other things in a low voice.

Fang Xing tied up a stream grouper and held it in his hand.

Looking at the little fish jumping in his hand, Fang Xing threw it back into the water.

Yes!

It seems I was wrong!

The method I thought of is essentially correct, but its only weakness is that it can be easily interfered with by the attacker.

Especially the plan to spread military power throughout the world.

The more men there are, the more attackers there are, and the more luck is plundered.

But what if it’s a woman!!!

If she is a female warrior, a female monk, or even a female official or an empress!

Can the attackers still successfully complete the raid?!

According to what he knew, there were no men in this organization. Now that a large number of women appeared, what would the organization do?!

Think of this.

Fang Xing felt as if he had just drunk a large glass of ice cola in the dog days of summer, and his whole body felt refreshed!

They are very good at attacking men.

Be it seduction or tenderness.

In the final analysis, it was because the ancients in this world had no interest in romance. These attackers could capture their hearts with just a few tricks.

But this is a different story for women.

From ancient times to the present.

Women's emotional intelligence can always grow without any guidance!

Fang Xing stood up.

In this current situation, I have no environment and no arrangements, but I must start preparing immediately!

I don't believe that the guide turned all these women into lesbians!

There is no way the Raiders have so many synchronization masters!

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