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Preface

preface

Chapter 1 The Secret Behind the Love Saint

Chapter 2 The Ultimate Goal of Life

Chapter 3 Rewriting her love circuit

Chapter 4: Rules and Structure of the Game

Chapter 5 A1: Opening Combinations

Chapter 6 A2: Women's interest in men

Chapter 7 A3: Men's interest in women

Chapter 8 Conversation

Chapter 9: Mid-game and Ending Game [Parental Guide]

Conclusion Advance and Conquer

List of Bubble Science Terms

Preface

"Hey, man."

It always starts like this. And he would answer me, “Hey, man.”

Then one of us will say, "I'm so tired."

Another person responded, "I don't feel like going out tonight."

"Neither do I."

It always starts like this - procrastinating, dragging your feet, and being indecisive, but things never end like this.

"Let's go find something to eat."

"Okay, let's finish this quickly. I'm really tired."

"That has just been said."

"And I look so defeated."

"I found that, too."

"Shut up." A playful punch to the arm.

The car drove into the parking lot. Tonight is sushi night, every night is sushi night.

Two girls walked by, they seemed to be college students. We tried not to notice, but the scent of peach-scented moisturizer lingered in the air behind them. This was too strong for us to resist.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his face began to flush, and a mischievous light flashed in his eyes.

"Is this your combination or mine?"

"Aren't we planning on making our rounds tonight?"

"I know, but look at them. You're a hunk, a super hunk, man! What will the brothers say if you let them go?"

"Yeah, but you're Mystery. You invented this shit, let's see what you can do and see if you've gotten any worse."

They disappeared into a Chinese restaurant.

"Uh, they're gone. Let's go get some sushi."

"It's better this way, now they're not a moving target."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it done as soon as possible - it's all for you, asshole."

"I'll go in and cover you later."

One of us walked into the Chinese restaurant with slow, heavy, reluctant steps. He pretended to go to the bathroom, then suddenly turned and walked past the girls' table. Take a deep breath, smile, and look over your shoulder. Now is the time - throw them a casual, impromptu question using any of the techniques you might have read in this book.

The girls responded with a lukewarm response, which was to be expected; it was part of the game.

Then pretend to leave, but pretend to think about it for a moment, make an observation, comment or ask a question. They will take the bait, always have. Then it's time to take the bait—using the personalities we've carefully crafted, the illusions we've refined over the years, any of the techniques mentioned in this book—our genius plan, which will now become yours.

Bait, they took the bait. Not big fish, but new friends. This is the key moment, this is the point of the game, this is the pleasure brought by two strangers who don’t want you to leave.

At this time, another person will come in from outside with an innocent look on his face. I boasted before I walked to the table, and they agreed. He introduced himself, displaying the winning character honed through thousands of pickup lines. We sat at the same table with them, but we said we could only stay for a while. Because time constraints are key, we use them with ease.

We'll probably have Chinese food tonight. What we eat is not our own decision; we have to adapt our choices to the changing circumstances, always changing with peach-scented moisturizer, autumn leaf perfume, vanilla-scented makeup, or rose-essence lotion. This is our expertise and our mission. We are not only men, but also experts in picking up girls. This is our destiny. These fragrant women are bored and need adventure, our sparkling personalities and pre-programmed displays of value, comfort-building routines and last-minute resistance stories and double-entry messages and secret-spot orgasm techniques. We need their feminine energy, it’s our gasoline!

We no longer felt tired, we were all awake and fully focused on the game. This is life, this is being alive, this is the purpose of our birth on this earth, making these two girls laugh out loud, that is the sound of nature, this book is to teach you how to create this kind of music.

When we left, we were holding the phone numbers they had given us.

At least that's the result this time, because it's a true story that happened recently. If it were back then, we would have asked them to have sex that night.

When we go out, at least we’ll make follow-up calls. But we are too busy now and our lives are full of tricks. We make it complicated on purpose because we want to see how exaggerated we can be—how far we can push the boundaries of social etiquette, sexual possibilities, and the unthinkable in a relationship. We like drama, but not necessarily the consequences. We always survive and emerge as heroes again tomorrow.

Our lives were not like this before. There were no consequences, no drama, no love, and no women before, but we were still not free. We were slaves to our own desires, knowing that some guys out there had girls to date and were having a great time; but we didn't, so we could only look at them and try to figure out what qualities they had that we lacked.

Everyone wants to be creative. They think that they have to engage in acting, writing, visual arts or music to be creative, but there are other arts, such as cooking and boxing; and Mystery's art is social dynamics. He could play a room like Eric Clapton on guitar, not as good as Jimi Hendrix, but at least like Eric Clapton.

When I was learning this art, I studied under various masters. When Mystery was learning, he didn't know there were masters or this art. He simply studied human behavior for years until he slowly pieced together the conclusions. Charts, sequences, methods, terminology, every day his mind wrapped around these puzzles of social interaction until each piece fit together elegantly and neatly. Like Eric Clapton, I stopped listening to him a long time ago because I think he's overrated. Mystery is not like that, at least not yet. When picking up girls becomes a national sport one day, he will also be deified.

The day I witnessed his magical skills, my life changed completely, and I discovered that there is an antidote to the disease of loneliness. The antidote is the Mystery Method.

Are you bored? Come embrace your new lifestyle.