The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

Chapter 30 Be Your Most Authentic Self

Bai Lang focused his gaze on the bottom line of text on the blue panel.

"Spend 50 ability points to draw other abilities..."

Although the superpower of magnetic field rotation is almost omnipotent, that only applies to the mid-to-late and very late-stages of the game.

Right now, he's just a superhuman with the power to generate over 200,000 volts of electricity, so there's only so much he can do.

thump!!

A dull thud suddenly came from ahead, as if someone had fallen to the ground.

what's the situation?

Bai Lang's eyes narrowed as he tried to see clearly what was in front of him, using his eyesight, which was much better than that of an average person.

But all that could be seen was a stumbling, somewhat frail figure from behind.

The figure held a baseball bat in one hand, slung it over his shoulder, and swung it haphazardly at the air in front of him.

"Little bat, die! I'm going to turn Gotham upside down and blow it to pieces!"

"I'll beat you to death... I'll kill you..."

As Bai Lang approached, he realized that there was a person there.

She had red and blue pigtails, a dirty face, but kept letting out crazy laughter.

It was Harley Quinn.

She seems to be somewhat delirious right now.

After all, the first Joker died, and she had no feelings for the second Joker, so she couldn't kill Batman even if she wanted to.

Bai Lang looked at the crazed Harley Quinn ahead, and caught a glimpse of several figures beside him out of the corner of his eye.

Several pairs of eyes reflected white light, staring intently at Harley, as if they were about to take her into the alley and commit wicked deeds.

He stepped forward and snatched Harley's baseball bat away.

“Hey Sheriff, give me back my baseball bat!” Harley said with a dangerous smile.

"You should get some rest first," Bai Lang shook his head and placed his right hand on the other person's shoulder.

Under the stimulation of the electric current, Harley Quinn's eyes rolled back and she fainted.

"Then let's start with you as the first step."

Bai Lang carried the unconscious Harley on his back, his eyes fixed on the figures in the darkness, and gradually walked into the distance.

......

[Ability Value +3]

Bai Lang placed Harley Quinn on his bed and then prepared to sit down and cultivate the electric current within his body.

He has now reached the point where an electric current can drive 202,000 volts, but he still needs to work harder to achieve the rotation of a magnetic field.

His current speed is already quite fast; he has cultivated from bionic superpowers to this level in less than half a month.

It's worth noting that in the Haihu comics, it took Haihu three months to go from cultivating with electric current to cultivating with a rotating magnetic field.

Bai Lang's speed was much higher than his opponent's, mainly because he was driving.

Time flies, and the night passed quickly.

[Electric current drives 202,000 volts] → [Electric current drives 204,000 volts]

The blinding sunlight streamed through the window and shone directly onto the bed.

Harley Quinn rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around at her surroundings.

The room was small, with snow-white walls, a large color television set in front of the bed, and a figure sitting beside the bed.

Harley Quinn looked over curiously.

His bulging muscles were covered by a T-shirt, revealing a clear and handsome outline, and his tall body exuded strong masculine hormones.

Harley couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight of his sexy buttocks and chin.

"You're awake, Harley?" Bai Lang opened his eyes, his dark pupils staring at Harley, who was swallowing hard.

“Oh! You’re that policeman, what’s your name again?” Harley immediately sat up and looked at Bai Lang.

"White Waves".

At this moment, Bai Lang also shifted his attention from the rapidly rubbing cells within his body to Harley opposite him.

Her red and blue ponytails were tied on both sides, and the baseball jersey T-shirt she wore just revealed her navel and abs.

"Waaah... My little pudding was killed by the little bat, and the little bat even hurt Ivy... Waaah..."

Harley seemed to be thinking of something sad, and she started crying again without warning.

"Chief White Wave, will you come with me to kill the little bat?"

Harley looked at Bai Lang with teary eyes and a pitiful expression.

Any man in Gotham would be tempted to join him in killing Batman if he saw him like this.

But White Wave is preparing to change Gotham, a city known for its simple and honest people. If Bruce Wayne dies, Batman will be gone.

Then he, the fake Batman, would have to step in, so naturally he couldn't agree to it now.

“That’s impossible. I won’t let you make a mess of Gotham.”

When Harley saw that Bai Lang wouldn't agree, she immediately came to his side, put her long legs on his lap, and wrapped her arms around Bai Lang's neck, looking just like a pitiful homeless girl.

"Would you like to take me in? I'll do anything..."

Harley leaned close to Bai Lang's ear and gently nibbled on his earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids.

Although Bai Lang was an ordinary person in his previous life, he had one great characteristic: perseverance.

Or perhaps it can be described as stubbornness or obstinacy.

Once he has made up his mind about something, he will not change it unless he clearly realizes that he is wrong.

So even though he was very tempted by Harley Quinn's seductive advances and even had a reaction to them, he still refused to agree.

"Harley Quinn, although your offer is very tempting, I'm sorry, I still can't agree to it."

Seeing that Bai Lang still shook his head and refused, Harley Quinn's lips gradually curled up, revealing an exaggerated smile.

This was a sign that she was entering that crazy, erratic state.

Bai Lang immediately tapped her on the head, interrupting her in this state.

"The Joker is dead, so why are you still so determined to burn Gotham to ashes?"

Harley Quinn covered her head and replied, "Isn't that how everyone is?"

"The Joker, the Penguin, Bane...aren't they all like that?"

Bai Lang retorted, "But Gotham wasn't like this at the beginning."

“I know you, Harlein Quezel, the intern psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum.”

“You are very kind, and you have previously studied the topic of criminals’ loss of empathy.”

Harley laughed maniacally, shaking her head repeatedly, a hint of madness in her eyes.

"But that was the old me. Now I'm reborn. The Joker is dead. I'm going to kill Batman. I'm going to blow Gotham to smithereens! Turn the world upside down!"

Bai Lang continued, "The Joker has killed many 'Harleys' before. You don't really need to avenge him. Wouldn't it be better to just be your most authentic self, like him?"

"Huh?" Harley stopped her neurotic smile.

"Am I not being my most authentic self right now? I feel great, Officer Bai Lang."

Seeing the fleeting look of panic on her face, Bai Lang knew he had been right, and he continued:

"Do you know? In my hometown, many people spend all their time and energy on one thing from elementary school to junior high school and then to high school: the college entrance examination."

"To get into a good university, to buy a house in the future, to get ahead in life, to become a superior person..."

"So their parents voluntarily suppress their children's natural instincts and shatter their dreams."

“Playgrounds that should have been playgrounds for children to play in have been transformed into classrooms for cram schools; game consoles that should have been for playing have been replaced with various workbooks; and drawing boards that could be used for free drawing have been replaced with pages of densely packed calligraphy practice books.”

"In the more than ten years of growing up, there is no happiness that should belong to me, only endless pressure and the urgency of taking the college entrance examination. I have to abandon my own dreams to fulfill my parents' dreams."

"When do you think these people will finally have a real life of their own?"

Harley seemed to be drawn to the question as well, given that she had a similar experience.

After she went to university, she worked several jobs a day for a period of time to pay off her student loans, forced to do things she didn't like.

She tried answering, "After you went to university? Or after you started working?"

Chapter 31 Death

Seeing that she answered proactively, Bai Lang felt relieved; it seemed that this conversation had been somewhat effective.

He shook his head and said, "After entering university, some of them have countless paths planned out for them by their parents."

Some people only find the broken, muddy road after they've broken their heads.

"Even so, after graduation, they will follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and peers, finding jobs, getting married, having children..."

"Then, just like their fathers, they spurred on their children... and the cycle continued, passing it down from generation to generation."

"Whose dream is to go to college, make a lot of money, buy a house, get married and have children?"

"Under the manipulation of their parents, their dreams were crushed, and they became the least authentic versions of themselves."

"As for why they do this, it's just like you said, they all do it this way."

"Their parents were like this, their peers were like this, so they became like this too..."

Bai Lang paused for a moment, then finally said, "Harley, what I'm trying to say is, just because everyone else is doing it, does that mean you're just going to follow the crowd?"

"Instead of hiding your true self, you should unleash your true nature."

Harley stared at him with her mouth agape and her head tilted to the side, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light, as if she were deep in thought.