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Seemingly eager to complete Connors' "Green of All Things" as soon as possible, "Poison Ivy" Ivy hardly missed any opportunity.

Whenever she felt she had nothing to do for the time being, and Connors happened to be free, she would come over and ask:

"Are we getting down to business?"

Now, Selena Gomez, who plays Catwoman, is almost conditioned to respond to this phrase.

Harley Quinn excitedly stuck her bottom out and leaned her upper body into the gap between the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

He kept pressing me to tell him what important business was still going on.

How do I tell Harley about this...?

Connors wasn't worried about Harley being jealous; that wasn't a problem for him, given his gossip-mongering system. It was just that his relationship with "Poison Ivy" Ivy was rather strange.

Poison Ivy, despite her desire to become the Swamp Thing herself, or even better, to make Connors the Swamp Thing.

As the only creature in the world besides herself to possess the Green of the Myriad Things, "Poison Ivy" Ivy used sperm extraction to grow stronger.

But Connors was almost certain that if he beckoned, Poison Ivy would obediently come over, waiting to be the flower girl, no matter when, where, or what was happening around her.

Despite her outward appearance as a cool and aloof older sister type, possessing the strongest aura of any woman I've ever met, this—"

Connors was somewhat dazed by the huge contrast between his public and private personas. Seeing that "Poison Ivy" Ivy was still smiling at him, he said with a mischievous intent:

"Call me master."

"Why? Little Pa, you mustn't bully Ivy—" Harley Quinn asked doubtfully, but quickly fell into self-doubt, "If Little Pa bullies Ivy, whose side should I take—"

Poison Ivy remained her usual aloof and sophisticated self, her bright red waves swaying in the breeze from the supercar's air conditioning. She spoke almost without hesitation:

"Owner."

Sitting in the back, Selena, who pretended to be nonchalant, was shocked and dared not move, her gaze fixed only on the receding scenery outside the window.

"..."

Connors glanced at the femme fatale in the passenger seat and the little madwoman peeking out. "Harley, you drive. I have some official business to take care of—some other things."

After saying that, Connors jumped out of the window of the moving supercar and jumped into the back seat of a taxi that was coming from the opposite direction.

The taxi driver was calmly taking his passenger to the suburbs when suddenly another person jumped in, startling him.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw that the person who had suddenly appeared in the back seat was Connors. He gritted his teeth and almost without hesitation pulled out a gun from his pocket.

After Connors got in, he discovered that there was another female passenger in the back seat besides him, dressed in a women's suit, who appeared to be a lawyer.

The female passenger was quite attractive, but Connors wasn't focused on her. He'd also caught a glimpse of her face while the taxi driver was gritting his teeth, and chuckled:

"What a coincidence, it's you again."

It was that guy who took advantage of the opportunity to pick up passengers in the suburbs to resell guns and ammunition. He had initially thought that drivers were having a hard time making a living, so he wanted to help them out.

Without the slightest hesitation, Connors used his two master-level abilities, "Little Trick" and "Lock Picking," to lock the safety on the gun the driver had pulled out, and then with a "bang," the driver was thrown out.

"Aaaaah! You beast!"

The taxi driver was so angry he almost killed Connors on the spot. He endured the pain, got up from the ground, and without caring that he was in the traffic lane, fired two shots from his pistol.

However, it was of no use; the vehicle had already driven away.

"Where are you going?" Connors asked, looking at the female passenger through the rearview mirror from the driver's seat.

Despite experiencing a series of events including pulling out a gun, stealing the car, and feeling humiliated, the female passenger remained completely calm and spoke in a rather lively voice:

"I'm going to New York."

"...—Then you go by yourself. I'll just drop you off somewhere with a car on my way." Connors didn't plan to go to New York right now.

Although there are superheroes like "Black Widow" Natasha, "Silk" Cindy Moon who was taken away, and "Mr. Fantastic" Reed, there will definitely be plenty of drama.

But we have to take things one step at a time. We can't focus on the trivial and lose the important. Right now, we still have the drama surrounding Bane and Killer Croc to explore in Gotham.

The address Superman gave him yesterday, and Connors' subsequent driving around Gotham City,

The location of the killer crocodile has been confirmed; it is approximately twenty meters below Bane.

"No problem, but the fare—who should I pay?" the female passenger, dressed in a silver-gray women's suit, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and with her hair styled like a married woman, asked hesitantly.

"Pay for this car, who else would I give it to?" Connors replied casually.

Forty minutes later, Connors tossed the female passenger's change onto the dashboard, turned the car around, and drove in the direction of Bain and Killer Croc.

Upon arriving there, Connors spotted a large tree by the roadside and parked the car on top of it.

[Today's Gossip: The Man Who Laughs Incident - Batman Goes to Jail]

[Today's Gossip: Wild Blowing]

[Today's Gossip: Harley Quinn's Glorious Moment]

Previously, Connors would always wait until the last minute of the day to submit his "gossip" assignment, but today was different.

Without the slightest hesitation, the "Laughing Man" task was submitted, and the system awarded him a reward.

The system has also been fully upgraded.

[Today's Gossip: The Man Who Laughs Incident - Batman Goes to Jail]

[Reward for watching the drama: Precise control]

Like the previous abilities such as "Master of Lockpicking," "Master of Little Tricks," "Hypnosis," and "Kusama Man," the rewards from the gossip system seem to be innate.

There is no proficiency system. The "Green of All Things" thing only has a percentage suffix, so Connors just practices on the cactus next door from time to time.

Precision control, as the name suggests, is self-explanatory; it's essentially a small upgrade to all his rewards, giving him an even greater level of control over his body.

Connors even knew that even if he closed his eyes, spun around in place seventy or eighty times, and then closed his eyes again, he could still write exceptionally neat Chinese characters on paper.

"The ability is not bad," Connors opened the car door, jumped down from the tree, and continued to check the changes in the upgraded system as he walked toward Bain's location.

[New Feature: Backtrack]

[Once a relationship with any living being is elevated to a certain level, one can selectively access fragments of their memories, subject to their consent.]

The only use for this thing is that if you really can't find any gossip to eat, you can eat gossip from other people's memories.

Connors remained calm and continued watching.

[Automatically summarizes today's biggest gossip and submits it automatically]

This upgrade came at just the right time, avoiding the situation where, after consuming several major scandals in a single day, one is unsure which one to submit.

[Reward Upgrade: Mortal-level rewards will no longer appear]

A reward at the level of a mortal, that's what they mean by that.

Hypnosis, intermediate mixed martial arts, human limits, and the money you received when you first transmigrated—these are all rewards for ordinary people.

The fact that these things no longer appear in the system means that Connors's hard power will take a leap forward—at the same time, he can become more and more unscrupulous in gossiping.

For example, after General Zod came to Earth, he could stand beside the old man with a black umbrella, helping to shade him from the sun.

And you don't have to worry about getting beaten up.

After seeing the changes after the system upgrade, Connors had already arrived at Bain's location.

This was a semi-abandoned chemical plant warehouse. The huge iron gate was tightly closed, and he raised his hand and knocked on it loudly.

"Ward rounds!"