The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

People will seek change if they live this kind of life for too long.

Seeking thrills.

"Harley, do you think they find life in White Dream City too boring?"

Bai Lang suddenly asked, having only thought about it for a moment, but he had already found the root of the problem.

"It is possible, but it requires research and data support."

Bai Lang looked up at the setting sun ahead.

As far as the eye can see, there is White Dream City.

This is the city he built from the ruins of Gotham.

But now, the residents here don't seem to like this kind of life.

Or rather, the people living in Utopia are not happy.

Or rather, his White Dream City is not a utopia at all.

After sending Harley back to handle her affairs, Bai Lang walked alone through the city of Bai Meng.

East District, Fashion District, Park Street...

Everything was the same as Gotham City before, yet different.

The smiles on people's faces were still absent when White Dream City was first established.

All that remains is numbness, boredom, and a sense of tedium.

This kind of life, where you can see the end from the beginning, makes it difficult for them to enjoy.

"Although the residents here lack nothing, human desires are endless."

A gentle female voice suddenly came from beside Bai Lang.

He turned his head and saw Death, dressed in a black leather jacket, standing beside him.

He hadn't seen death since before his last time traveling through time with The Flash.

And now, death has appeared once again.

Of course, Bai Lang also knew that this meant that someone around them must have died.

“It seems you’ve grown a lot, little brother,” Death said with a squinting smile.

"Sister, you've lived this long, can you answer one question for me?"

"of course can."

"Is life really just 365 days a year, or just one day repeated 365 times?"

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“Your lives are very similar to mine.”

"Day after day of work, year after year of repetition."

The sound of death slowly echoed in Bai Lang's ears.

Bai Lang was walking towards the place where death first appeared.

There lay a corpse, and the ground was covered in blood.

The pungent smell of blood drifted on the gentle breeze.

There was a bloody hole in the body, from which blood was still trickling out.

It appears that the body was shot.

Bai Lang's magnetic field perception expanded, and he instantly located the murderer, who was trembling all over, several hundred meters away.

An excited glint appeared in the other person's eyes, as if they were deriving a strange pleasure from killing someone.

"Sister, do you think there's any way to change this?"

Seeing the excitement on the murderer's face, Bai Lang became even more certain of where the problem lay.

"These... you need to find them yourself."

Death replied, "Humans are complex beings; some fear death, while others embrace it."

Often, answers that work for other species cannot be replicated here.

As she said this, she glanced at Bai Lang, her smile widening.

She is like the older sister next door, gentle and kind.

"When you finally find all the answers, that's when you've truly grown up."

After saying this, Death, along with the white soul beside him, disappeared and went to the mysterious realm.

"Should I find the answer myself?" Bai Lang narrowed his eyes.

In that case, he'll go ask Batman Alfred later.

Unlike Bruce Wayne, Alfred has experienced more and has a deep understanding of human nature.

Perhaps he can provide the answer.

Sizzle sizzle...

Golden electricity flickered slowly, and as the magnetic field rotated, Bai Lang's body disappeared from the spot.

In a bedroom of a nearby residential building.

An obese man with eyes the size of mung beans sat on the floor, his eyes filled with excitement.

There was a pistol in front of him, with one bullet still inside.

A bullet he had specifically saved for himself.

"Hehehe... So this is what killing feels like..."

Unfortunately, I have already broken the law. According to the White Dream Law, I should enter the Rebirth Pool...

The man's voice sounded somewhat incoherent, and he seemed to be in poor mental condition.

This situation is somewhat similar to taking some kind of drug.

"In that case, I will kill myself. I'm sure the White Wave leader will praise my actions."

As he said this, he raised his pistol, opened his mouth, and pointed it at himself.

With a forceful pull of the finger, the trigger is drawn.

Ok?

what happened?

The man was stunned. How come he wasn't dead?

He glanced at the pistol, then pulled the trigger on himself again.

I still can't get it to click.

In the end what happened?

Just as he was wondering, a burly, tall figure slowly walked into the room.

"Stop looking, I'm here, you won't die now."

Hearing a familiar voice, the man turned his head and looked towards the door.

"Wow! It really is you! Great Leader Bailang!!"

The obese man's face showed excitement.

After all, standing in front of him was the creator of the entire White Dream City, a powerful superhuman.

He was also the object of worship for all the residents of Baimeng City, Bai Lang.

Upon seeing Bai Lang, the obese man's excitement intensified.

"Great Leader Bailang, it's even better that you've come. I want to die now. Please help me, let me die, let me die."

The man's voice wasn't loud, but the excitement it contained made Bai Lang frown.

Why do you want to die? Is it because you're excited?

Even with a magnetic field rotation power of 25 horsepower, he was still able to read the thoughts of the obese man in front of him.

Most of them were excited to see themselves.

Only some people experience excitement from killing someone or the thrill of wanting to commit suicide.

"Is your life too boring?" Bai Lang sighed.

He looked at the excited man in front of him and raised his arm.

As golden electricity flashed, the terrifying magnetic field force squeezed the opponent into a pool of blood.

He granted the other person's wish, allowing them to escape this dull and tedious life.

"sorry."

Bai Lang left the residential building.

It is now eight o'clock at night, and the lights of White Dream City are twinkling.

But compared to before, the glitz and glamour of the venues has become more respectable.

Even the streetwalkers that are usually seen everywhere on the street are nowhere to be seen.

If White Dream City is not much different from Gotham City during the day, then at night, that's where White Dream City and Gotham City differ.

The white dream at night is cold and desolate.

It seems no different from the previous Gotham City.

No, there are still differences.

Bai Lang saw at least several American-style barbecue stalls on the roadside.

These barbecue stalls would never have had a chance to survive in Gotham City before.