Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 432 Fang Can's Campaign Slogan

Suspended in mid-air atop the clouds, Fang Can looked down upon the world.

While the whole world is working hard, this wicked culprit is leisurely enjoying a moment of leisure.

Feeling the breeze blowing through the clouds, with the stars bowing down beneath your feet, it's hard not to feel a powerful sense of wonder.

It was as if he clearly knew that with his current power, the beings on the stars beneath his feet were no more than intelligent ants.

With just a little force, this superplanet could be destroyed.

At this moment, Fang Can possessed the confidence to be in control of everything and to dominate the world.

Simply put, Fang Can, who had just broken through, had the confidence to kill trillions upon trillions of cows with a single punch.

'My ideas have become a bit too big, and my way of thinking is a bit out of touch with reality.' Fang Can thought to himself, and then began to adjust his mindset.

Or rather, ever since he became a fourth-tier professional, he has been adjusting his mindset.

After his breakthrough, he used "Absolute Contact" to artificially adjust his level of greed, trying not to be influenced by the thoughts that popped into his mind.

Unfortunately, the water level cannot exceed its source.

Martial arts, which are based on the power of the mind, find it difficult to perfectly control the suppliers of emotions and thoughts; they can only try their best to suppress them.

After all, martial artists can even defy the law of conservation of matter and repair themselves directly through their thoughts without taking in energy from the outside.

If one suppresses one's emotions in a way that contradicts the principles of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, it is equivalent to weakening one's own attributes.

Why does Your Majesty rebel when you have already cut yourself in two?

Five hours have passed since he declared war on the world.

So far, no one has challenged Fang Can; they are all secretly continuing to strengthen themselves.

Of course, it's not that no one came looking for him.

Half an hour earlier, local journalists braved the danger and arrived by helicopter to interview him, expressing their curiosity about his reasons for declaring war on the world.

Fang Can naturally did not refuse and politely answered the reporter's question.

Super America, Florida.

The television news was broadcasting a rebroadcast of an interview that TV Tokyo had conducted not long ago.

"Dear viewers, this is TV Tokyo reporting for you."

"As you can see, not far away is an Emperor-level threat that has declared war on the world."

Faced with Fang Can, a threat that could potentially destroy the world, the helicopter used for the live broadcast hovered overhead. The female reporter, facing the camera, controlled her panic and reported the scene in as calm a voice as possible.

As the reporter broadcast, the helicopter pilot panicked and approached Fang Can, defying the threat of death as he went against the current, watching the man in the distance stepping into the sky with trepidation.

"Your Majesty, I am Anna Nagano, a reporter from TV Tokyo. I would like to conduct an interview with you."

The woman, with light makeup on her face, pointed the microphone at the young man in front of her and said, "Countless netizens are very curious about your purpose in doing this."

"I didn't have any ulterior motive; I just wanted to do it," Fang Can said honestly. "I had the ability, so I did it."

Seeing the young man's polite reply, the woman relaxed slightly, and then couldn't help but ask:
"But your willful behavior will lead to countless people rebelling, and many people will die."

"When you play Genshin Impact, do you remember how many Hilichurls you've killed?" Fang Can laughed. "Instead of you all ruling your own way, why not let me rule them all?"

The reporter was speechless at Fang Can's logic, wanting to refute but not daring to, and could only say with a sullen expression: "Then the second question that netizens want to ask is, if you succeed, how do you plan to rule us?"

“It’s very simple, I want everyone in the world to have a job!” Fang Can replied.

“Every year, hundreds of cities around the world are destroyed by various disasters. It’s such a waste. Every single one of them is a member of the workforce.”

"I want everyone in the world to work for me, create value, work for a third of the time, and forever be my slaves!"

"Huh?" Anna Nagano stammered, her expression blank. "Just... just one-third?"

She suddenly realized that she seemed to have been forcibly called back from her vacation to participate in this interview.

Not only him, but everyone in front of the TV was stunned. Had they actually encountered the "Working Demon King"?
"Otherwise what? What if the workload is too heavy and you all die from overwork? Who will work for me then?"

"Even if I don't die, if I stay up all night and my mental state suffers, leading to mistakes at work, wouldn't that seriously affect my efficiency? I'm not that stupid. Of course, I want to achieve sustainable results by exhausting all resources."

"And of course I won't be that merciful. I'll make sure you never die, and then work for me for the rest of your lives, extracting your surplus value!"

Fang Can revealed a wicked smile: "At the same time, all the oxen and horses that do not meet the standards will be forcibly deprived of their jobs, and you will be forced to learn and improve yourselves until you meet the requirements before you are given the opportunity to work."

“Those of you who are technically incompetent are not even qualified to work for me!”

"At the same time, I also want you to maximize your creativity and pursue advanced studies in fields such as fine arts, music, literature, painting, e-sports, computer science, and electronic development, so that you can contribute to my world."

"After all, the more you know, the more my assets appreciate, and the greater the return per unit of time."

"At the same time, we must also eradicate drugs and crime. If you are injured or die, wouldn't that be equivalent to my assets suffering indirect losses?"

"Is it more interesting to rule over an ox or horse that only pulls a millstone... or to rule over someone who can tell jokes and make you laugh?"

Fang Can explained his ideas one by one through the live broadcast, spreading them to the whole world, which left the female reporter and the viewers in front of the TV dumbfounded.

After all, Fang Can didn't want a bunch of machines that only knew how to burn dust. What was the point of occupying such a shitty world? Was he just going to watch a bunch of human-machines kowtow to him?
He wants to occupy a beautiful new world where a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, a world where everyone is like a dragon, because that's what makes it interesting to control.

Once controlled by the sin of greed, Fang Can's mind will maximize his choices in the direction that is most beneficial to him and allows him to gain more benefits.

In a lifeless, desolate world where all that is done is bowing and scraping.

In contrast to the vibrant new world where all creatures roam freely under the frosty sky.

Isn't it obvious which one to choose? He's not a complete idiot.

After all, Fang Can may not consider other people's opinions, but he should at least take care of his own emotions.

For example, when Fang Can first entered the martial arts world, his thought was that after achieving success in his cultivation, he would definitely make the whole world develop technology for his own enjoyment.

The lives of ancient emperors were not even as comfortable as those of an ordinary white-collar worker in modern times.

If enslavement is enforced by force, then control is indeed achieved.

But without creativity, who will create games for Fang Can, write novels for him, and create those literary and artistic works for him?
As Li Bai once said: "Heaven has endowed me with talents, which must be put to use."

Fang Can wasn't sure which of his slaves would become Li Bai in the future, so he could only train them to be all-rounders, allowing each of them to find their own strengths and interests.

But constant trial and error takes time. You don't want these people to grow old and die before you've found their talents and interests. So, the only option is to have these people serve you for eternity, and let them learn from you for a lifetime.

'Holy crap! How could Fang Can be so wicked?! He's absolutely despicable!!!'

For a moment, many people were filled with hatred as they watched Fang Can speaking eloquently on TV.

Offering such generous benefits is simply fostering laziness; it diminishes the motivation to work hard and undermines the spirit of perseverance!
They could already foresee the global public opinion frenzy that would follow Fang Can's words.

While watching the news on TV, a middle-aged, burly woman with a cigar in her mouth and a mouthful of gold teeth raised her hand and turned off the TV.

She immediately fell silent, her face darkening, because Fang Can's actions had violated her taboo.

Her name is Heisenberg, the Snow White of the Florida underworld!

She earned this nickname because the goods she sold were whiter than snow, and her heart was blacker than ebony.

When drug addicts across America asked, "Bro, whose stuff is the purest?"

Whether it's gangsters, the Mafia, or the CIA and FBI, they would all unanimously answer: "Of course, Heisenberg's Snow White is the purest."

When asked how she earned the title of Florida's underground Snow White.

Heisenberg would always answer, "There's no other reason than that I'm good at it and enjoy doing it, and I can make something that's 99% pure, like snow."

According to statistics, the number of people worldwide who use the snow produced by her accounts for 1% of the total population.

What she is striving for so far is to ensure that the remaining 99% of people have an extra packet of the powder she creates.

But now, Fang Can is saying she can't sell it anymore?

This is utterly outrageous! We must fight back fiercely!

She wanted free trade; Heisenberg wanted to create a world covered in snow!
With this thought in mind, she took a deep breath, walked out of the room, and decided to have a frank discussion with Fang Can about the pros and cons!

Similar groups of stars left their homes, ready to join forces and fiercely fight against Fang Can.

But it wasn't just opposition; after Fang Can's comments, the number of people supporting him also increased rapidly, and the overwhelming opposition on the internet actually reversed.

“I support Fang Can’s decision, and I agree with his campaign policies.” —IP Super India
"Hey upstairs, this isn't an election, this is a declaration of war against the world. Be rational."

"Reason tells me to choose the option that is best for me. Fang Can said he would grant us immortality, so I support Fang Can."

"I don't care, I'll surrender." — IP Super France
"I just want to explode with the world, just destroy it already, I'm still working overtime and slacking off right now."

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And it's not just online support; countless people are also making efforts to support us in real life.

Super America, within the metropolis.

Clark Kent slowly stood up. Batman had just messaged him to assemble immediately to prepare for and discuss Fang Can's threat.

But the next moment, his expression changed, and his super hearing detected a man's scream several kilometers away.

The next moment, the figure rushed out of the door, covered several miles in one leap, and caught a man who was about to jump off the building.

"Is something bothering you?"

Kent gently placed the well-dressed man in front of him on the ground and asked with utmost tenderness.

In his view, those who commit suicide must have suffered a huge blow in their lives, and in such cases, they should be properly comforted and guided.

"Mr. Superman, I have a request, please grant it." The white-collar man said sincerely.

“Okay, please speak slowly,” Clark Kent said gently, but the next moment the other person’s words made his expression freeze.

The white-collar man pleaded, "I would like to ask you not to go after Fang Can."

Clark's expression froze. "Why?" he asked.

"Because I don't want to be controlled by that stupid job anymore," the white-collar man said, covering his face.

“I’ve had enough of the boring and tedious work every day, but I don’t have the determination to change it, so I thought, it wouldn’t be bad to let Fang Can rule the world and then start all over again.”

“But… what Fang Can said might not come true, and life after taking control could be even worse,” Clark advised rationally.

"I'm not sure if Fang Can can do it, but I do know that the promises the boss makes are definitely fake."

The white-collar worker sighed, "If I don't understand Fang Can, don't I understand my boss?"

"A lose-lose situation is better than a win-win situation. Even if the boss loses in the end, it's not bad."

"Besides, this isn't an election, and he doesn't need votes. What's the point of him lying to us ordinary people? So I'd rather believe he's telling the truth."

Clark looked somewhat awkwardly at the white-collar worker in front of him who was complaining incessantly.

He then realized that Bruce was already pressing him for a message, so he could only smile apologetically and say, "Sorry, I have some things to take care of right now. I will consider your request."

"That's what my boss said when he was just giving me the runaround," the white-collar worker said, looking somewhat dejected.

This left Clark with no choice but to turn around and head towards the Justice League headquarters.

Not long after he arrived at headquarters, he saw Barry Allen standing at the door.

Upon seeing him arrive, she subconsciously complained, "It seems like everyone is quite supportive of Fang Can. I saw many people choosing to support him on my way here."

"I'm even a little hesitant about whether to agree to their cooperation."

"Cooperation?" Clark asked, puzzled.

“That’s right!” Bruce Wayne walked into the conference room and said, “Just now, various organizations, including the Avengers, extended a joint invitation to us to discuss a strategy against Fang Can.”

“Let’s get ready to go now, and we’ll join them,” Batman said in a deep voice.

"You mean, we agree to go to war?"

“Of course.” Bruce nodded. “Countless historical lessons have taught us that no matter how many promises the opposition makes, we should never believe any of them.”

“Every president who is elected makes promises to the world, but most of them fail to keep them.”

"We can't gamble on something like this lightly!"

"Moreover, an idealistic madman can cause more destruction than a realist!"

(End of this chapter)