The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

"Sis, do you think this dream of a white heart... is really right for me?"

Bai Lang asked.

He felt that his dream of Bai was too grand, even too great, so great that it was somewhat unrealistic and nonsensical.

I might even die for it.

"Aren't you just a human being? Your essence and your concepts are all human."

"So I think this white dream is pretty good."

Death, still speaking softly to him, remained silent.

"Humans..." Bai Lang was filled with mixed emotions.

He was a stubborn man; once he made up his mind, he would die trying to achieve his dream.

That's his character; even if all the strong people in the world wanted to be his enemies, he would never change his mind.

Even if all the countries in the world oppose him, as long as he identifies with himself, he will not hesitate to fight against the whole world on his own.

After thinking it through, Bai Lang stood up and looked at the city in front of him.

The high-rise buildings are magnificent, while the low-rise houses are dilapidated.

The darkness lurks with countless venomous snakes and insects that prey on humans.

But since I've decided to do it, I won't back down, I'll never back down!!

......

Wayne Manor, Bat Cave.

"The untold story between Batmen!"

"Batman vs. Batman, the two fight and destroy buildings, what should ordinary people do?"

"Shocking! Batman publicly humiliates criminals!!"

"..."

Bruce Wayne frowned as he held the newspaper that had just come out this morning.

The newspaper articles were all criticizing Batman for trampling on the law and disregarding it.

But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that someone photographed that fake Batman again yesterday.

Bruce Wayne then looked down at the bottom of the newspaper.

There are several photos there, showing Bai Lang dressed in his Batman suit returning to the rooftop of the collapsed building last night, gazing into the distance.

"What exactly do you want to do..." Bruce Wayne stared at the other person's back, feeling slightly confused.

He only realized yesterday, after his battle with the opponent, that the data he had collected was far from sufficient.

That was merely the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's strength.

Not to mention the words the other person said left a huge mark on his heart.

Last year, 5,689 people in Gotham joined gangs due to criminal activities and other unsustainable circumstances.

This is an extremely large number, but it is insignificant when compared to Gotham, which has a population of 30 million.

Because Gotham's population is so large and various problems frequently arise, Bruce Wayne failed to notice this group of people.

Chapter 55 Insult

"Alfred, am I really doing something wrong?"

Bruce Wayne couldn't help but ask the butler, Alfred, who was standing to the side.

The other party had been the butler since before he was born.

He was also a companion to Bruce Wayne for decades.

They were more like elders than housekeepers.

Bruce Wayne would ask the other person for answers when he was confused.

“Young Master Wayne, there’s more than one way to save this city, but shouldn’t you go and rest now?”

“You haven’t slept for almost 24 hours, and you were injured a few days ago.”

Alfred felt that Gotham City had already taken far too much from Bruce.

Whenever Gotham is threatened, Bruce is fully focused, considering Gotham's safety his top priority.

And every time Gotham is hurt... he always sees it as his own failure.

But now, Gotham has another Batman, and this Batman seems to have found the root of Gotham's problems.

“I can still hold on, Alfred.”

Despite his injuries and exhaustion, Bruce Wayne's mind remained sharp as he contemplated the future of Gotham City.

He originally thought that gangsters were all self-destructive people.

But it was only after Bai Lang pointed it out that I finally understood.

If you could have a normal job to support yourself, who would risk going to jail or dying to become a gangster?

Bruce Wayne initially didn't believe the other party's description of a gang similar to those in a refugee camp.

It wasn't until he reviewed the surveillance video footage that he saw what the abandoned No. 3 unfinished building looked like.

That place has been taken over by a gang called Night Raven.

That gang was almost identical to the homeless enclaves in most American cities.

It's less of a gang and more of a group of people from the lower classes who couldn't make ends meet coming together.

Bruce Wayne felt uneasy; perhaps he should go and see for himself to understand the actual situation.

Perhaps the path to salvation lies within it...

He put his gaze on the computer screen in front of him.

The footage playing on the screen was of his battle against Bai Lang yesterday.

"As expected... his abilities seem to be evolving..."

Bruce Wayne's expression darkened slightly as he watched Bai Lang manipulate the magnetic field on the screen.

He moved another screen next to him, which showed a video of the Metropolis Superman from next door being monitored.

He compared the two.

The fake Batman's punch was roughly estimated to weigh nearly a thousand tons, and there was some kind of abnormally terrifying power in the fist.

The punch that Superman throws in the video is even more terrifying after being calculated by computers.

Don't underestimate a thousand tons; it's equivalent to ten super-large trucks weighing a hundred tons each.

Such terrifying power, when wielded by a human arm, is of unparalleled ferocity.

We must find a way to control this fake Batman and Superman!

After sending the comparative data to Fox, Bruce Wayne put on the Anti-Batman armor and prepared to leave the Batcave.

Today, a drone pilot stole several aircraft carrying Hellfire missiles from the military.

This driver is threatening Gotham's security, and he needs to deal with him.

Moreover, there are already some clues about the second Joker and the fake Batman.

Before leaving, Alfred called out to Bruce Wayne.

“Young Master Wayne, I know you need to complete what you have to do…”

“But you’re not feeling well. I can accept that you don’t rest, but at least you should eat something.”

After saying that, he handed the thermos containing hot chicken soup to Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne paused for a moment, then took the thermos.

Holding the thermos containing chicken soup, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

The anti-Batman armor's thrusters activated, and it sped away with a whoosh of wind.

......

Two months later, the abandoned factory.

When Bai Lang returned, the second-generation clown's face was already filled with a numb expression.

His previous manic smile vanished, and he let the burly men move over his body, up and down, left and right.

Even Bai Lang found it extremely terrifying.

Upon seeing Bai Lang enter dressed in a Batman suit, the second Joker's numb face revealed a hint of panic and resentment, but his words were chilling.

"Hehehe! Super Batman, darling! Come on, let's have sex!!"

God knows what he went through. He was originally able to let these people do whatever they wanted to him, thanks to the restoration of his Dionysian factor.

Sweet kisses clung to his entire body, into his mouth, and...

All sorts of disgusting flies covered his body, and many parts of his body were pierced with iron nails.

Even the workpiece was not spared; eight large iron rings were embedded in it.

He was thoroughly humiliated by these four big guys.

"Rape, rape..."

Several burly men used every trick in the book, employing all sorts of perverted and disgusting tactics to humiliate him.

Insults, all kinds of insults, endless insults.

Just seeing those terrifying artifacts sent chills down Bai Lang's spine.

But he also knew that although the other person's spirit had been damaged, it had not completely collapsed.

He walked up behind the four burly men and said slowly in a deep voice:

"Gentlemen, it seems the second Joker doesn't quite approve of your skills..."