Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Alfred asked curiously, "Sir, is it going well?"

Bruce nodded slightly.

The chat group does not allow the host to disclose this information to outsiders, but he had already conducted many tests since the day he was bound to the group to accurately determine what exactly this "cannot be disclosed" boundary was.

As it turned out, even though he didn't say anything explicitly, or even hint at anything, Alfred, who had a tacit understanding with him, realized from his expression that he had a new secret, but this did not trigger any alerts or warnings in the chat group.

Of course, this research is outdated and not important.

What delighted him was the new development in his persona within the chat group.

When Kassa, in his supposedly hawkish capacity, uttered such naive and laughable pronouncements that seemed to radiate brilliance from head to toe, he knew it was time to change his persona.

It's not terrible for a persona and acting to collide, but it's terrible if his acting skills and the completeness of his persona are inferior to the other party's.

Since even the battle-hardened Bruce Wayne was almost bewitched by this Kassadin for a few seconds, it's easy to imagine what would happen to the two innocent high school students in the group.

Under the management of the character of Kasa, any persona that focuses on being a "good person" will appear particularly pale and weak, and will be easily exposed and revealed, because the contrast is just too strong.

And what if it succeeds? It will just be a lower-level replacement for Kassadin. No matter what happens, everyone will think of Kassadin first, and then 'Lex Luthor'.

That's absolutely unacceptable.

In that case, how can he maintain control in the chat group?

Of course, there is another way, which is to exaggerate one's own good persona even further, to the point of surpassing Kasa—but he can't do that!

Bruce now recalls how, after seeing Kassa's character portrayal, he put on his best makeup, sought out a resident he was certain was kind-hearted enough to believe in good people, and then, in front of that person, delivered the best performance of his life, surpassing his own limits, and acted out the same performances as Kassa...

The resident stared at him with an expression that seemed to say, "Do you look like an idiot or am I?" making him feel awkward for the first time in a long time.

That won't work at all!

He couldn't understand how Kassa could act like such a foolishly good guy. What was the principle behind it? He just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried!

In short, this path is not viable, so the only option is to change the persona. Fortunately, this is just the beginning, and the persona established is not yet deeply ingrained in people's minds, so it's not too late to change it.

He is now on the path of [generally good order, but not primarily a good person, but rather a successful senior in life, speaking in a realistic and mature way].

High school students, how can they resist this kind of persona? When they have problems, they'll definitely come to him for advice and answers. In this back and forth, won't they subconsciously become dependent on him?

At that time, he will have at least three votes as a guarantee. No matter what opinions or events occur in the chat group, he will have the advantage!

Thinking of this, Bruce couldn't help but gently shake the coffee in his hand. At this moment, in another world, Kasa must be looking at the chat group, caught off guard by his unexpected attack, and almost on the verge of breaking down.

[Pro-war faction]: "Besides removing the signboard, has the company suffered any other losses?"

Hmm? You're out so quickly, what new trick are you planning to pull this time?

Bruce hesitated for a moment before answering carefully.

【I am Batman】: "No? But having their sign taken down is enough to make the people in the branch office feel bad. That skinny Oswald was looking at them and was so smug, laughing his head off. It's a pity that if I had known about this earlier, I would have made them give us a discount right away. We wouldn't have lost then."

[Pro-war faction]: "I see, I see... I get it now, you've made me realize that, Luther, thank you!"

[I am Batman]: "...?"

Bruce Wayne slowly typed a question mark, completely baffled!

But for some inexplicable reason, why did he keep feeling like he had lost again? It felt so real, it actually made him a little uncomfortable?

"Sir, you look as if you've lost to a clown."

Alfred couldn't help but sigh, lamenting that in some unknown corner of Gotham City, the invincible Batman had once again fallen.

Chapter 26. At this moment, Belial becomes his own god.

Are there any others?

Satisfied, Kasa left the group chat feeling refreshed. He never expected that the flaw he was struggling with would be inspired by Luther's story, which filled in the gap in his understanding in an instant. Sure enough, everyone in the group was a good person. Even if Luther had some dark schemes, he was not a bad person after all.

Regarding the All-Universe Unrestricted Fighting Tournament, Kassadin already had a good idea of ​​what was going on, so he looked at Belial for more advice.

“What else do you want?” Belial shook his head helplessly. “If you can’t even accept this competition, then of course you don’t need to listen to any other more radical ideas. But if you ask me, even if you could accept the rest, you definitely wouldn’t be able to implement them. Can you convince those old-fashioned guys in the Land of Light? I don’t think so. They don’t have that ability.”

It wasn't that Kassadin lacked eloquence; it was that Belial knew that even the brainless Red Clan members in the Land of Light each had their own stubborn ideals and bottom lines. They couldn't be persuaded; they had to be proven with facts.

“That’s true.” Kasa paused for a moment, then nodded. “Then let’s leave today’s business here. Next, I’ll give you—no, never mind, Toregia, visiting time is over, we should go.”

He abruptly changed his mind halfway through his sentence, stood up to say goodbye, and walked quickly, as if he didn't want to stay there for even half a second longer. This left Toregia bewildered, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why? Didn't you have something else to talk about?"

The entire Land of Light knows that Kassadin and Belial have a friendship—even though Belial is a criminal who has fallen into darkness, the fact that Kassadin was willing to meet with him more than twenty times shows that this person can still be saved and has not completely lost his humanity. Under such circumstances, it is only natural that Kassadin and Belial would have some friendship.

After all, he's an instructor who teaches and nurtures students! How could he not want to save Belial? When the two sides meet, there can't just be cold negotiations about interests; they have to have a heart-to-heart talk, right?

"Is it inconvenient because I'm here?" Torregia asked.

"Don't ask, this is nothing you need to know." Kasa shook his head, took the curious student's hand, and walked out quickly. Soon, the prison gates closed again, cutting off the dazzling and magnificent starry sky outside, and the distant emerald planet, that beautiful land of light.

As the two visitors walked further and further away from the impregnable prison, the two guards stationed outside began to hear a terrifying and chilling sound, a sound that even they, as warriors of the Land of Light, found eerie and slightly frightening—a sound of wild laughter and various noises.

Although I had heard it when I was first assigned to the post, I could never get used to it. According to the previous posting officer, it was a terrible sound that started after Kasa first secretly visited!

"Hmph, ha, hehehe... Belial, Belial, Belial—!!!!"

Roar! !

Inside the prison, in a place unseen by anyone, Belial's pitch-black body was bound by rattling iron chains. He gripped the cold, hard chains with both hands, exerting all his strength as if trying to break free from these constraints and walk to the prison gate to smash this hideous cage to pieces.

He no longer possessed the composure and erudition he had shown during their earlier conversation, nor did he retain his somewhat ruthless nature; he was no longer the Ultraman Belial who had assisted in ruling the Land of Light for many years.

As if enduring some immense pain and erosion, its pitch-black form transformed into an even darker and more depraved appearance, yet it would occasionally flicker, vaguely revealing a fleeting, silvery-white brilliance, but the appearance was so brief that even the person in question might not have noticed it.

"No one can control me!"

"Fall into darkness, Belial..."

"Including you, Reiblood!"

“You do not belong to the light, you know that, and you should not be a citizen of the Land of Light, Belial!”

"Light or darkness? That's my own choice, it has nothing to do with you! Get out! Ugh—"

The veteran who had experienced the Great Ultra War let out a low groan, tormented by pain. This pain was not only physical, but also deep in the soul. The two souls, which had long been almost completely merged, were now being torn apart, even if only a tiny fraction of them was separated. It was excruciating.

Especially in terms of the strength of the soul, Reiblood has an absolute advantage. In addition, his strong resistance, his deliberate acts of creating trouble, and his constant invasion of the mind and intentional usurpation are all problems that need to be addressed.

Belial didn't care about anything; he just kept doing it. In moments of extreme exhaustion, his gaze seemed to pierce through the heavily guarded Ultra Prison and reach out to a brat outside.

One day, that kid will run out of excuses to laugh at him!

……

On their way back to the Land of Light, Kassadin and Tregear did not travel fast, as they needed some time to calm down and sort out the new thoughts in their minds.

In this respect, Kassadin was much faster. He looked at the slightly flustered Toregia and asked gently, "Any thoughts?"

"I……"

Torregia opened his mouth, but then fell silent. He had many thoughts, too many to express in a short time, but he was certain that his biggest takeaway today was understanding one thing.

“I have always… I have always regarded our Ultra race as gods.”

The Land of Light isn't only for members of the Space Garrison. It's just that people who aren't strong enough can go out. It's a normal trip without any strict mission requirements. He had gone out with Taro before and visited more than a dozen different planets.

No matter which planet the race is from, they are far inferior to the Ultra race, even more so than the difference between the sky and the earth. Although Tregear never said this and thought he didn't think so, he had unknowingly come to regard Ultraman as a god!

“I don’t consider myself a god, but I can’t help but regard you, Instructor, Captain Zoffy, and Director Hikari as god-like figures in the universe… Especially Director Hikari, only those who understand science can truly appreciate his greatness, and I worship him like a god…”

"But his thinking was also immature, destroyed, and fell into darkness. My beliefs lost their support. If even God's light and justice are not absolutely correct, then is this thing really right?"

"But I understand now, Instructor, I was wrong, I was terribly wrong. This whole thing was wrong from the very beginning!"

Chapter 27 Old Deng, do you want Ultraman DVDs?

Torregia seriously reflected on his actions.

According to the Land of Light's calculation method, he is now an adult, although he is just a young man. Logically, he shouldn't be so fragile as to break down and turn evil at the drop of a hat.

But before the instructor returned, he was really wavering, thinking about this and that, and even considered rebelling and leaving the Land of Light several times, wandering alone in the unknown realms of the universe, even if he saw planets that needed help along the way, he would stand idly by and not help at all, and even take the opportunity to observe them.

This idea was so twisted, but at the time he didn't really feel any twistedness—because he had lost all hope in light and justice.

He had always thought that Chief Hikari and his team were like gods, and therefore, they must be absolutely right. Now that Chief Hikari had made a mistake, he couldn't help but equate Chief Hikari's mistake with the mistake of justice, thinking that since even absolute correctness was problematic, then justice was obviously unnecessary.

But that's not actually right.

The Land of Light represents relative correctness and justice; it hasn't yet evolved to the point of absolute correctness. Even figures like Instructor Kasa, who stand at the forefront of justice, are still groping their way forward.

No matter whose mistakes or depravity they are, they cannot prove that light and justice are wrong, nor can they prove that light and justice are unnecessary!

So what is there to despair about?

Even if one day we truly despair of these things and abandon them, it should only be after an absolutely perfect person appears, has fully explored all of light and justice, and if at that time we still feel that these things cannot satisfy us, then it is time to withdraw and turn to study darkness and chaos.

“I was too arrogant, Instructor.” Torregia sincerely dissected himself. “I hadn’t even stepped into the area where you have already stood on the road of justice, yet I presumptuously thought I had reached the end.”

Compared to when he was in Ultra Prison, Tregear seems to have calmed down a lot now that he's calmed down.

Only he knew how cold sweat was pouring down his face. If the instructor hadn't returned in time, and if he hadn't been willing to listen to the instructor's teachings, he might have gone down a dead end and become the second criminal in the Land of Light in hundreds of thousands of years—with his naive thoughts and immature wisdom, which were far inferior to those of the instructor and Belial!

Isn't that ridiculous?

Kasa didn't find it funny; he only felt gratified.

The Blue Clan is known for overthinking and being prone to misinterpreting things, but among them, Tregear is the one who thinks the most and is most likely to go astray. He's also a bit of a taciturn person, and apart from Taro, he doesn't really confide his innermost thoughts to anyone else.

As a result, even as an instructor, he often found himself at a loss as to how to teach.

This time, Torregia took the initiative to approach him at the crossroads, which showed his trust in him, and he finally managed to bring Torregia back, which showed that he did not let his student down.

That's enough.

As for Toregia's wild thoughts? Everyone makes mistakes when they're young.

"If there's anything you can't figure out in the future, don't bear it alone. Whether it's me or others, it's always good to talk to people. Maybe sometimes, Nais and the others can give you some inspiration?"

Feeling the gentle pat on the shoulder, Toregia was a little touched and nodded emphatically: "Mm!"

He composed himself and asked curiously, "What about that grand competition that Beria mentioned..."

“We need a trigger,” Kasa forbade. “Don’t tell anyone about this yet. I need to think about the details and tell the captain when the time is right.”

"it is good."

Torregia was now full of energy. "Then I'll go find the timer improvement data left by Director Hikari and see how to input the Nebula Particle Conversion System into the timer!"

He still felt lost and confused, but he had found his direction. These confusions only made him more determined to move forward, no longer living in a daze as before, and he had been completely transformed.