Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Morgan nearly lost his composure and asked again:

"Batman?"

"Yes, President, it's me..."

hiss……

Is it another specific person?

Since Morgan was only collecting evidence against Director Walter, he did not review the information on this "good director."

Looking at the young man who called himself Batman, Morgan immediately opened his terminal and used his highest privileges to retrieve all of the man's information...

"Bruce Waters."

Using the pseudonym Batman, he has recently been active in the New York area...

As a child, he tragically lost a piece of driftwood belonging to the city's richest man in an alleyway, and subsequently went missing, only to reappear under the alias—Batman.

Morgan: ...

Fu Mu, the richest man in the country, died in a dark alley. This kind of thing…

Morgan's lips twitched as he carefully examined the boy before him, understanding dawning on him.

That's it! This must be a Batman clone!

After all, the driftwood's destined death was already arranged...

Unexpectedly, even the counterpart of this DC brain exists in the Black Robe Universe, and he is the great-grandson of the founder of Vought.

"Heh, since you're one of us and haven't done anything wrong, you may leave now."

Morgan's imposing aura vanished instantly; she truly hadn't expected that a Batman would be hiding within Vought's board of directors...

Young Bruce looked up at Morgan, a serious expression creeping onto his handsome face, as if he were struggling with some inner conflict.

After a moment, he still spoke calmly to the man who had just wreaked havoc in front of him:

"Morgan, we have no right to arbitrarily judge others; they should be judged by the law..."

This newly debuted young master of the Waters has surprisingly maintained a no-kill policy in this chaotic world...

At this moment, after Morgan withdrew his intimidating aura, he began to try to reason with Morgan.

"..."

Dude, are you serious?

Morgan didn't want to discuss this topic with the other person and simply threw them out of the meeting room.

Young Bruce watched the door slam shut with a bang, feeling incredibly frustrated.

His own heroic ideals were not recognized by anyone in this world.

This made him slightly disheartened. Was his action really worthless?

Just as he was about to turn back, he suddenly heard Morgan's voice beside him, which made him overjoyed, thinking that the other party would change his mind and be willing to talk to him about ideals.

But when Bruce heard what the other person said, he felt a chill run down his spine again.

He heard a sentence:

"By the way, I remember you seem to have a habit of making customized plans for others, right?"

You didn't do something against me too, did you? Let me see it, shall I?

Morgan returned and stood before Bruce, demanding the solutions Bruce had devised against him.

Bruce's face darkened upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "How did she know!"

Are all my actions being manipulated and controlled by the other side?

Bruce knew of the existence of the powerful artificial intelligence Jarvis, but he had not formulated any countermeasures for any electronic devices. He did not expect that the other party still knew that he had made a plan, which made him look ugly.

Damn, just how terrifying is this woman!

Looking at Morgan before him, he finally reluctantly handed over a proposal, which was none other than an anti-Morgan proposal—

[Anti-starlight solution!]

Option 1: Use a micrometer-sized, pinhole camera to record the other party's actions and use it to threaten them...

Option 2: ...

Option 3: ...

……

Morgan's expression changed drastically when he saw the plan he carried with him.

My first reaction was, "Hey kid, you actually have one?"

My second reaction was...

Oh no! A micrometer-level camera! Is this kid going to use it?

"Jarvis, there aren't any negative comments about me online, are there?"

With fame comes controversy, and even the smallest flaw can be magnified.

This is the fundamental reason why Morgan conducted secret trials instead of flying directly to the heads of the Wot directors and killing them one by one.

She couldn't predict the consequences of doing that, such as losing followers...

Morgan: TAT.

Damn it! I've become the very thing I hated most in the past, and I've put on that mask of attitude again...

I am the strongest in the world, but I'm afraid of cyberbullying.

……

"No, Ms."

Morgan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, revealing an expression that bore a striking resemblance to that of Homelander.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness..."

Morgan turned her gaze to Bruce again and said earnestly:

"Bruce, I haven't used strong artificial intelligence to completely control the network; this is a kind of self-restraint I've imposed on myself..."

Bruce nodded at her upon hearing this.

"I know this is a constraint you put on yourself, so I didn't upload the previous videos."

Bruce understood that Morgan certainly had the ability to prevent any negative information about her from appearing on the entire internet, but she didn't do so.

This means that she has placed what she cares about under risk; it is a limitation she sets for herself, and also a way for the other party to maintain their true self.

If someone possesses invincible power, supreme authority, and no weaknesses, can he still maintain his original mindset towards the world and extend goodwill to it?

The answer is definitely no.

Morgan set limits for himself because he didn't want his true self, his humanity, to disappear...

Humanity, once it disappears, may lead to a significant increase in strength, but whether the true master beneath the shell is still oneself is uncertain.

Morgan makes herself happy as her fanbase grows and sad when she loses fans. Isn't this a kind of worldly tempering she chooses?

"Hey, you, don't spread rumors about what happened today..."

Morgan, slightly nervous, spoke to Bruce.

Bruce breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Morgan's nervousness. Nervousness was a normal reaction for a "human being".

This shows that the other party cares about Earth and the gaze of the spirits existing on Earth. She is not a deity who, after gaining sufficient power, intends to "play" as a hero or "play games" in the human world.

In the pursuit of power, the other party is willing to retain their humanity and entrust this weakness, which is not a "weakness," to me for safekeeping.

This filled Bruce with joy.

"That's natural, Morgan. I'm glad you made that choice..."

"Alright, get lost!"

Morgan watched as his opponent disappeared into the shadows. His own Batman had the ability to travel in the shadow dimension, but even if his opponent had this ability, it wouldn't be enough to save his life from Morgan.

Bruce was gambling his life on Morgan's attitude.

Watching the other person leave, Morgan pondered their purpose...

Suddenly it dawned on me—damn it, I'd been lectured by them!

Remind yourself of your bottom line?

Is this what you're trying to tell me, risking your life for?

Bruce, you bastard!