My Crowd Control Skills Are a Little Too Strong!

Lin Jiangbei is twenty-seven years old. He dropped out of junior high and has spent ten years working odd jobs. No house, no car, no savings. No education, no skills, no girlfriend. On his first day back in the village for Lunar New Year, a bully neighbor blocks his way and tries to seize his family’s homestead. His father is shoved hard enough to dislocate a vertebra, and his mother is bullied into secretly wiping away tears. For twenty-seven years, he has been a pushover, someone anyone could take advantage of. Until the night of the twenty-fourth day of the twelfth lunar month [Ding! Super Control System activated.] [Once per day, permanent control, absolute loyalty.] Lin Jiangbei looks out the window at the village bully’s three-story villa and quietly speaks the first name. The next day, in front of the entire village, the bully serves his father tea and apologizes. On the third day, the village party secretary personally hands over the paperwork for their homestead. On the fourth day, the owner of the town’s brick factory tearfully returns ten times the wages he had withheld. The villagers are going crazy: What kind of magic has that kid from the Lin family used? Lin Jiangbei just smiles and says nothing. What could he tell them? That he has a skill he can use once a day, and each use lasts a lifetime? Those he controls remain fiercely loyal to him until death. If he tells them to go east, they won’t go west; if he tells them to confess, they wouldn’t dare claim innocence. As long as he lives long enough The entire Lin family village will be his, the whole town will be his, and the entire world will be his. Parallel world