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Chapter 17 - Psychology of telecom fraud. The door to a new world has opened.

"How to make the other party send you money when you've never met them? Ultimately, it all comes down to the word 'human nature'!"

"What exactly is human nature? It encompasses greed, lust, fear, horror, worry, and so much more..."

After having my lunch, I took a seat in the corner of the classroom and joined the others as the class commenced.

The despicable man from northern Myanmar standing on the podium was clad in a white shirt. A pair of gold - rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, and his hair was neatly groomed, presenting an appearance of refinement.

As I watched him speaking eloquently on the podium, the term "a wolf in sheep's clothing" involuntarily emerged in my mind. If I had encountered such a person on the street in China, I might well have mistaken him for a university professor.

In fact, this seemingly refined man in his forties on the podium had indeed been a psychology professor in his own country previously. And of course, what he was teaching now was also psychology - telecommunications fraud psychology!

I sat in the corner, sitting up straight like an earnest student who loves learning and is hungry for progress, listening with the utmost attention. If I had had this kind of zeal for study during my school days, even if I couldn't have gained admission to Peking University or Tsinghua University, I could at least have entered a 985 or 211 university.

Before, I studied for the sake of my future. Now, I study just to survive! After stabbing the frail young man through the heart with a dagger with my own hands in the morning, I had completely resigned myself to the harsh reality.

In this hell - like place that adheres to the law of the jungle, everything, from a human life to a single steamed bun, has to be fought for by oneself, even snatched from others. It's like a group of people encountering a wolf in the wild. The reason they run for their lives isn't really to escape the wolf but to outrun the others.

Since I had already resolved to find a way to escape from this infernal place alive, no matter what I did here, I had to do it better than most. Even if it meant living a life of shame, I must make every effort to stay alive. The unfortunate man who was brutally tortured and finally stabbed through the heart by me in the morning was a vivid and tragic example.

The entire afternoon's classes were extremely dull. The man in human guise on the podium spoke at a rapid pace, covering at least the content of one semester's university courses in just one afternoon. Many of us were on the verge of dozing off as we listened. I quietly observed that only a very few intelligent ones like me were actively and earnestly absorbing every knowledge point taught by this scoundrel professor from northern Myanmar.

This super - intensive learning lasted for a full three days. On the first afternoon and the second day, during this day and a half, we were learning telecommunications fraud psychology, along with case analyses and practical applications for different groups of people and various scenarios.

On the third day, we were learning about numerous common telecommunications fraud routines and scripts. To my astonishment, on the third day, the person teaching the telecommunications fraud routines and scripts was actually that scoundrel Abu.

Before being lured to northern Myanmar, I had always believed that telecommunications fraud was simply making phone calls and pretending to be someone from a bank or a court. After participating in these three days of highly intensive training, I even got the impression that telecommunications fraud was actually a professional and profound discipline, or even an art form. The door to a new and terrifying world was gradually opening before me in this way.

After the courses on telecommunications fraud routines and scripts on the last day ended, Abu stood on the podium, closed the textbook, and with his characteristic smile of a friendly neighborhood boy, announced, "Congratulations to everyone on completing the study of our business courses. To test your learning achievements, tomorrow I will arrange a graduation assessment for each of you."

Hearing this, my heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, this was precisely Abu's style of operation. After surveying the crowd on the stage, Abu continued, with an even broader smile on his lips, "The content of tomorrow's graduation exam is very straightforward. You only need to complete one valid deal within a day, and you will officially graduate and become a full - fledged salesperson."

"If your performance reaches 5,000 yuan or more, you will be directly promoted to a Level C salesperson."

"If your performance reaches 20,000 yuan or more, you can be directly promoted to a Level B salesperson."

"If anyone can achieve a performance of over 100,000 yuan in tomorrow's graduation assessment, I will reward him with the treatment of a Level S ace salesperson for a week alone."

As soon as Abu finished speaking, several excited shouts rang out from the audience. After these three days of training, many people had already forgotten that they were deceived and brought to northern Myanmar and had completely adapted to their identities as 'pigs'. Even a significant number of people had gradually become immersed in the world of the law of the jungle deliberately constructed by scoundrels like Abu.

When they heard that if they could achieve a performance of 100,000 yuan in tomorrow's assessment, they could be directly promoted to a Level S ace salesperson, live in a luxury suite on the top floor, enjoy good food and drink, and have any woman they desired, some people couldn't restrain themselves on the spot. To be honest, deep in my heart, I was also more or less looking forward to it. After all, no one is born to relish living in a filthy and stinking cell, sharing the space with rats and cockroaches, and consuming food that even dogs would spurn.

I didn't even notice that under the ceaseless emphasis and guidance of scoundrels like Abu, my way of thinking and values were gradually being distorted. I was slowly being sucked into the world fabricated for us 'pigs' in this park. It was only after some time, when I suddenly awakened to the truth in an accident, that I was shocked into a cold sweat. It was only at that moment that I truly realized how horrifying this telecommunications fraud park was.

We 'pigs' who were tricked into the park had fallen into the world of the law of the jungle meticulously crafted by them from the moment we set foot in the park. In that world, these despicable people from northern Myanmar were the masters.

No! To be exact, the big boss behind the park was the true ruler of that world. Perhaps even scoundrels like Abu didn't realize that they themselves had long been immersed in the world of the law of the jungle.

Of course, these are all things that happened later. Not to mention that I hadn't grasped this fact yet. Even if I had realized it at this moment, what could I do? I could only brace myself and strive to adapt to the world of the law of the jungle carefully designed by the park. This is human nature!

Abu was clearly quite satisfied with the reactions of the people in the audience. After offering us a few words of encouragement, he suddenly changed the topic.

"Of course, tomorrow's graduation assessment is also a screening process. Those who fail the assessment will be eliminated. Our team doesn't keep useless people."

"What will happen to those who are eliminated? I'm sure everyone has heard something about it to some extent."

"Theoretically, those who fail the assessment will have all their organs removed, every drop of blood drained from their bodies, and their corpses turned into fertilizer."

"However, I will give you another chance at that time. As long as those who fail the assessment can get their families to send some money to buy their lives, they can also obtain the qualification to become a full - fledged salesperson in our team."

Damn it! It was only at this moment that I finally understood why this scoundrel hadn't mentioned asking me to get money from my family after pulling me out of the water dungeon. So this was his plan all along! Before, asking the family to send money was to ransom one's life. Now, sending money is just to become a full - fledged telecommunications fraud salesperson. How fucking ironic!