MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 272 I will still stop you!
Superman then turned to Fang Zheng and said gently, "Kid, tell us what you want the world to be like. After all, we are superheroes."

"If the information Batman gave us is true, and it can really expose those criminals hiding on the other side of the world, it's not a bad thing."

"Then, let's go up and take a look." Fang Zheng pointed to the area above the sewer.

At this moment, the torrential rain intensified, and the leaden-gray clouds on the distant horizon were completely blackened, with streaks of lightning dancing wildly within them.

The Justice League members came out onto the street. Superman stood in mid-air in the downpour, looking at the silent Batman who exuded a sense of oppression. Seemingly wanting to ease the tension, he remarked, "Speaking of which, Batman, Gotham City's weather really doesn't seem to last for more than a few days without rain."

"Every time I'm in space, I can almost always see Gotham shrouded in clouds, sometimes thick, sometimes thin. It's a miracle this place isn't covered in mold."

“Yeah, yeah,” the Flash said, disappearing into the distance before quickly returning. “I just checked Gotham City’s weather forecast for last year, and it rained for a full 320 days out of the year!”

"Um, everyone, whatever we're going to discuss, let's get out of the rain first." Aquaman crossed his arms and took shelter under the eaves of a closed restaurant. He rubbed his hands together and said, "Gotham, this godforsaken place, whether it's rainwater, tap water, or even seawater, all have an indescribable weird smell. It's one thing that I can't control it, but every time I come here, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

As the group complained, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease considerably, and the Justice League superheroes walked into a nearby building that had been smashed open.

The room was filled with countless bullet casings, bullet heads deformed or shattered from impacts, and corpses violently smashed to pieces—a scene even more horrifying than a slaughterhouse.

The Justice League members looked at the corpses with a hint of surprise.

This was not because they were surprised by the corpse.

After all, regardless of their methods, the number of corpses each of them has seen in the process of fighting crime and saving the world is so large that it would be an exaggeration to say it's a mountain.

To their surprise, some boxes suddenly appeared before them, clearly listing the crimes committed by each corpse before their death.

It can be said that among these numerous charges, none of them are innocent.

They're all the kind of scum who would be sentenced to death ten times under any country's laws, unless that place doesn't have the death penalty at all, like Gotham City.

After a moment of surprise, hearing the distant roar, Superman turned to look in that direction.

He frowned and pointed at the three-meter-tall giant who was rampaging and killing one gang member after another. The giant said, "Young man, I never kill unless absolutely necessary. Most of the members of our Justice League are the same."

"Because I believe that I have no right to judge, no right to kill, and no right to be above the law."

"But young man, not committing indiscriminate killing is a requirement I set for myself, but I will not force it on others. I will not criticize someone who fights criminals, but I also do not believe that such a massacre of criminals is something to be praised."

"According to what Batman relayed to us, you want to merge all the so-called 'storyboard' worlds together. In the process, you will also grant some victims powers so that they can seek revenge."

"But is what you're doing really okay?"

“I am not trying to stop their revenge, nor do I have the right to do so.”

"But after the revenge is complete, all that's left is emptiness. After killing so many people, can those avengers really return to their former lives?"

Superman slowly explained his philosophy to Fang Zheng: "A person with power, once he first tries to use his power and violence to control others, will never be able to turn back."

"The Justice League has seen many supervillains like this. No matter how many times they are defeated, as long as they are not killed, they will come back again and again, using their superpowers and high-tech equipment to kill and commit crimes."

"This kid named Kelly, I don't know exactly what kind of power you gave him, but he is now more powerful than most supervillains and superheroes outside of the Justice League."

Superman tapped his eyes, making a "bang" sound: "This intelligence system you left in our eyes, I don't know if it's technology or magic, but even if he has something that allows him to clearly identify who the criminals are, is it really a good thing for that child?"

"At the beginning, he may have just been driven by his anger and a desire for revenge because of his past tragic experiences."

"But power can corrupt people's hearts. When he tastes that his power can easily crush ordinary people, as his anger gradually dissipates, he may see it as a game and become more and more unable to turn back in the constant killing."

"Will he stop when those criminals he truly deems guilty enough to deserve the death penalty become few and far between?"

"Moreover, can such an intelligence system really be 100% accurate? Once an error occurs, even just once, it could completely destroy a hero's confidence in fighting criminals."

"So?" Fang Zheng replied calmly, "When the law can adequately protect the victims, the punishment for the perpetrators should naturally be determined by the law."

"But what if the law fails to protect the victims? What if the law protects the perpetrators? In such a situation, is it still a bad thing that the victim is able to pick up a knife to protect themselves?"

He pointed to Kelly, who was still destroying houses, breaking through basements and secret bars in the distance, and then wielding his strength to kill gang members one by one, and said, "Speaking of which, although it's not your fault, your world is indeed quite bizarre."

Since arriving in this world not long ago, as the "Fangzheng" interference interface, Fangzheng has been temporarily limited by the information black box brought about by the storyboard, and can only know partial information.

However, after starting to decipher the storyboard, Fang Zheng had already grasped comprehensive information about Gotham City and was increasingly shaking his head at its bizarre nature.

Fang Zheng continued, "Look, the number of gang members killed by Kelly has exceeded 1638 in just a few minutes. Each of them committed crimes punishable by death." "Of course, if this were in this city, they wouldn't be sentenced to death; the oversight system here is practically nonexistent."

"How many civilians were killed or indirectly killed by these gang members? How many times more numerous are they than the gang members themselves?"

“Batman,” Fang Zheng said, looking at him, “In the end, although you may not realize it, it’s not your fault, but your power can indeed change all of this.”

"You fight criminals every night, dealing with bizarre supervillains and gangs of all sizes, but are you really doing enough?"

Batman remained silent, keeping his head down from the beginning, seemingly uninterested in the conversation between Superman and Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued, "I'm not talking about the different scenes, but the bigger crimes in Gotham City as a whole. Just what you can see and do about what you see is far from enough."

How many gangs are there in Gotham City? How many prostitutes? How much human trafficking? How much drug trafficking? How many assassinations and kidnappings?

“It’s not just Batman, it’s all the same…” Fang Zheng pointed at the Justice League members.

"Out of respect, I would not choose to read a person's memories casually, but I did take a quick look at the newspaper just now."

"As superheroes, as members of the Justice League, you fight criminals and save the world every day, playing cat and mouse with supervillains, gangsters, and criminals..."

Even without considering the broader implications, this is still just a childish game.

"For example, Batman, you should have known from the beginning how many gangs there are in Gotham City, how many places are hiding heinous criminals, and how heinous those high-ranking officials and rich people are."

"Or rather, you can't possibly be unaware of where the money of these gangs, these high-ranking officials and the rich comes from."

"But you're still just playing around, still just patrolling around every night in a suit of cold weapons and high-tech armored vehicles, only stopping the criminal acts you see."

“You know very well that there is no death penalty in Gotham City, but no matter how many crimes they commit, they are just arrested by you and put into Arkham Asylum or handed over to the police.”

"While they've been recovering from their injuries in Arkham for a few days, or you've just thrown them in at the police station, they pay a sum of money and come out to continue their activities, what's the point of your actions then?"

Suddenly, as they were talking, Fang Zheng jumped up and reached out to grab a bat that was fluttering around in the corner of the house.

With a gentle tear, the seemingly alive bat revealed its densely packed mechanical parts.

Looking at the bat, Fang Zheng said, "The technology and power you possess are far too great for this world."

"Putting everything else aside, just one of your bat robots used for intelligence gathering is already capable of self-replication, equipped with artificial intelligence, and can easily fill the entire surface of the earth in three days."

"Not just in Gotham City, but anywhere on Earth as you see it, you can detect and stop any criminal activity or corruption before it even begins."

"In fact, we could use our enormous production capacity to completely eradicate more than 99% of these crimes at their source."

"But what significance do these high-tech equipment, the technology and production lines that manufacture them, have for your operations?"

“You don’t use your high technology at all, you don’t interfere with the Gotham City government in any way, you don’t provide them with any intelligence, and you don’t choose to stop the large number of crimes that are happening, about to happen, or have already happened.”

“You guys just leave all that high-tech stuff in your rooms every night and then run around in some kind of melee weapon gear, stopping any criminal activity you see, beating them up, dumping them at the Gotham City Police Department, and letting them pay a little money and go back to their own territory the next day.”

……

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Superman was at a loss for words. Just as he was about to speak, Batman suddenly interrupted him.

The Hellbat armor, its demonic red eyes fixed on Fang Zheng, spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice: "This is different! No, perhaps this is the same..."

"By the way, is the behavior of breaking the storyboard and inserting the process that you mentioned still in progress?"

Fang Zheng nodded.

"Heh..." Batman suddenly chuckled. "I see, so that's how it is..."

You are just like us!

The hoarse voice grew even more resolute. "But we will still stop you!"

"Your actions will kill relationships!"

(End of this chapter)