Miss Justice is not motivated

Miss Justice Can't Get Energetic Author: Heart Like the Bright Moon

How to become a flawless, pure, and beautiful girl? First, of course, is to not be human. Righteous thug (Batman) → Bizarre Adventure (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure) → The End of the World (Prototype) → A Certain Scientific Railgun (A Certain Magical Index) → Shocker Realm (Fate/Grand Order: The Sixth Singularity)

Chapter One: The Night Fate Begins

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[—Base sequence confirmed as human genome]

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Welcome to Book of Dimensions V1.02

[Due to the inability to connect to the parent website, related functions cannot be activated]

[Origin confirmed. You have been identified as a member of "index"]

[Classification begins; identified as ████, possessing extremely destructive potential]

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[Soul wavelength calibration in progress, recording initiated... Binding complete]

[Dimensional interference array unfolds; information loading begins]

[Fixed target confirmed: Kars, the Pillar Man, complete]

[Designated teleportation begins]

"Click." The key spring was wound up, and the silver-gray-haired girl suddenly woke up from her dream, her purple eyes flashing with confusion.

First, she looked around. She found herself lying on a bed with only a thin sheet and a white mattress. The room was no more than two meters wide and three meters long, with steel railings beyond it.

Behind them were small windows made of steel railings, and outside was night.

Afterward, she carefully examined her clothes. They were a hospital gown that she knew all too well, but the workmanship was even rougher, and when she wore them, she couldn't help but feel as if insects were crawling on her skin.

There was a toilet in the corner of the room, which was covered by a few pieces of cardboard standing up as the bare minimum of cover.

In addition, there were no lights in the room; the only source of illumination was a small light bulb outside the railing, from which a faint glow entered the room.

“This isn’t my room.” She paused, recalling the events before she fell asleep. Not only did she not get an answer, but she also couldn’t remember her own name. “And I don’t know why I have no memory of myself, but everything else is clear.”

Including the movie that best fits this scene, the name is "The Shawshank Redemption".

The feeling was quite strange. Although she had no memories of the past, she felt no fear or panic, but rather a sense of excitement.

A feeling of satisfaction welled up inside me; it was an instinctive reaction to the unknown.

"Is this a mental hospital or a prison? Why am I here?" If it's a prison, something doesn't quite add up. She's wearing a typical mental hospital gown, but the living conditions are far worse than she imagined. The design is utterly inhumane, and there's absolutely no need for bars; a door would have sufficed.

She gently placed her fingers on the railing, looking around in confusion, intending to check her surroundings and confirm the current situation.

Just as she was about to exert force, a burning pain shot through her fingers. After feeling the pain, she slowly moved her fingers away, ultimately giving up on the idea of ​​escaping by twisting the railing.

Okay, she gave up on her guess. There was absolutely no need to electrify the bars of the rooms, whether it was a mental hospital or a prison.

Just as she was pondering, a small black book suddenly appeared in the air in front of her. The simple leather material gave it an ancient feel, and the cover wrapped with countless gold threads gave it an air of mystery.

She reached out to grab the small book, but as if her actions had been anticipated, the book slowly floated backward, increasing the distance between them.

"Whoosh, whoosh." Without any wind, the black book opened on its own, and the yellow parchment-like pages burned with tiny lines. The twisting lines formed familiar characters, and the burning flames formed a message.

[Number 8543, Sequence 2449, Code Name: Bai Aina. Experiment begins. (0/3 in progress) Please complete the following tasks to pass the experiment.]

[Mission 1: This city is shrouded in darkness, and you will cut through the darkness and bring light. It all begins with killing the Joker...]

[Task Two: The one who tolerates the darkness in this city is undoubtedly the Dark Knight. He has sacrificed so much for this city; now let him retire in peace.]

[Task 3: Since you can complete these two tasks, then put in a little more effort to wipe out the villains in this city.]

Loadable object: [Kars, the Pillar Man (☆☆)]

Friendly reminder: [The Suicide Squad is about to raid this mental hospital. In half an hour, all equipment in Arkham Asylum will malfunction. As a resident patient here, please seize the opportunity.]

After scanning all the information, she took a deep breath and grabbed the book, but unexpectedly, it suddenly disappeared from her hand, as if it had never been there at all.

"What a pity, I was hoping to open it up and take a look. You're lucky."

Left with no other choice, I began to organize all the information, and then started the necessary self-talk.

"First, I don't know why I'm here. Second, I don't know why I see a book floating in mid-air. And it tells me that this is an experiment, and I have to complete the experimental task. Judging from the information it provides, I may have encountered an infinite flow."

Thinking of this, the girl paused for a moment.

"Damn it, I didn't encounter any pop-up ads. I finally got out of the mental hospital, why is this happening?!"

"Wait, was I a resident of a mental hospital before? Why did I blurt that out without thinking?"

"Then there are the keywords mentioned in this book: Dark Knight, Joker, Suicide Squad, and Raid. If this is an infinite flow novel, then I have undoubtedly entered the plot of Assault Arkham. It could also be a comic I don't know or a product of other parallel worlds, or it could even be completely different from what I thought. After all, this is an infinite flow novel, and I might be able to choose a plot from a parallel world as a blueprint for my own mission."

“It’s unlikely to be a prank, after all, I fell asleep at 8:42 a.m. and only slept for five minutes, but it’s already dark here.” Her biological clock told her the exact time she went to sleep, but the night outside the railing gave her another answer. “Besides, if this is Arkham, it wouldn’t be strange if the railing was electrified… after all, there are many talented people here, and the people are friendly.”

But am I being forcibly conscripted and used as cannon fodder? What about the five social insurances and one housing fund? What about annual leave? What about welfare leave? I have none of these!

Furthermore, I've forgotten my own name, and I have no memories of my upbringing or family. The country I was originally in should be...?

In that case, I'll just use that code name, Baina, for now, since I can't remember my real name anyway.

"And what does it mean by 'loading objects'? Does it mean I possess summoning magic? Or some kind of divine summoning technique?"

The black book suddenly reappeared, flipping rapidly with a rustling sound, and a bronze metal card popped out from it.

"What an obedient little booklet." Looking at the card floating in her palm, slowly rotating, Bai Aina muttered to herself. "But how am I supposed to use it?"

The bronze-colored card suddenly scattered, turning into points of light that merged into Bai Aina's body. Then, a dazzling light enveloped her body. Although she was still wearing a thin white hospital gown, the rough texture of it against her skin even made her skin feel itchy.

[Character card being written, substitution interference unfolding]

However, there are also many other differences: muscle density, reflex nerves, body structure, wrist bones... The human body, which was originally well-trained, is transformed into a complete alien in an instant, no longer the same as before.

But more of it belonged to the Light Flow Technique, physical modification, blood vessel control, blood temperature control, Stone Mask... A large number of memories were brutally copied onto her mind, and the girl with icy thoughts remembered everything.

[Character card being written... Mental state fusion abnormal... Compatibility 90%... Writing in progress]

This abnormal fusion of writing status and mental state... does it mean I'm not quite the normal me right now? If this happens a few more times, won't I start flying?

"Seriously, the compatibility is 90%? I thought I'd get along really well with Kaz-sama. This is so disheartening." Thinking this to herself, Bai Aina looked at her wrist; several strong veins pierced her skin, swaying in mid-air.

With a tentative idea in mind, he bent his five fingers, pressed them firmly against the skin of his face, and then pulled them down forcefully.

Crimson blood dripped from his fingertips, shattering into pieces on the ground. The flesh and blood between his fingernails were quickly absorbed by the digestive juices secreted from his skin, and the five wounds on his cheeks healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's right... I... have now surpassed humanity...? No, I've only surpassed myself when I was still human... Hehehehe."

An inexplicable excitement surged through Bai Aina's chest, and with each heartbeat, an uncontrollable desire swelled rapidly.

“Those complicated procedures are too much trouble, and there are some good things in the financial storage room (the storage place for the belongings of super criminals and mental patients), I need to go and retrieve them first.” Retracting her veins, Bai Aina’s knuckles protruded, and all her muscle groups quickly coordinated, her bluish-black veins bulging and densely intertwined on her hands, like wearing an iron glove! Compared to her elegant and beautiful hands just now, they looked more like murder weapons.

So, let's start here.

She placed her hand on the railing, a violent electric current assaulting her body, intense pain raging throughout her entire being. But Bai Aina did not back down; instead, she revealed a maniacal smile.

With an unexpected burst of strength from his wrists, the black steel railings were twisted to the sides, creating a path leading outside.

A pungent, acrid smell filled the air, and her hands, gripping the electrified railing, were charred black in several places, but Bai Aina didn't care. To her, this kind of pain was nothing, not even worth mentioning; it didn't even have the effect of keeping her awake.

By deliberately avoiding the surveillance cameras, Bai Aina had no intention of killing anyone. Although she didn't mind killing, she decided to avoid pointless killing.

Today is supposed to be the day the BX gacha pool is released, and it's also the day I launch my new book. We should be experiencing two overlapping joys... Why has it turned out like this?!

But...why haven't I shipped anything?!

Chapter Two: One Flew Over the Asylum

The location of Arkham Asylum was first described in the comics as "deep in the outskirts of Gotham City," but the descriptions vary in different works.

Some are located in the city, while others are in the suburbs far from the city. In the work "Assault Arkham", Arkham, or Arkham Asylum, is located on an artificial peninsula. The only bridge leading to it has access control measures, and usually only vehicles transporting supplies are allowed to enter.

As for Batman? As a typical dark superhero, he never takes the normal route to enter a heavily guarded area.

This is to prevent patients from escaping and entering the city. The only road leading into the city from the peninsula is heavily guarded.

Even in mental hospitals, guards frequently patrol. They are not as easy to talk to as ordinary Gotham City police officers. The multi-stage variable frequency stun guns they carry, sponsored by Wayne Enterprises, can generate up to 500W volts of electric shock. Even the most notorious criminal would be so overwhelmed by a single shock that he would be unable to get up from the ground.

Of course, there are limits to what ordinary people should use, so it's not to the point of burning them to a crisp, after all, this is a democratic country.

Not intending to kill anyone and wanting to slip away discreetly, Bai Aina had no interest in testing the power of ten stun batons combined to see if they could burn her to a crisp. If she were still human, she might have had to spend time knocking out a guard, changing his clothes, and playing a tactical espionage game. As for her now… of course, she also had ways of playing that only Pillars of the Universe could use.

"What did you hear?" A fully armed guard looked at the ventilation duct above his head and asked his colleague nervously.

Indeed, a rhythmic thumping sound came from inside the ventilation duct, making the guard wonder if there was something unusual inside.

"Hey, you're overthinking it, Edward." The guard nudged his nervous colleague with his elbow and said nonchalantly. "What could be wrong with such a thin ventilation duct? It's probably because the kitchen hasn't been cleaning properly again, and the rats have come out. Just tell the health department and have them check it out."

Seeing the guard's still nervous expression, the man couldn't help but tease him, "I think you're too nervous. Remember Royana from 42nd Street? Let's go find her together next time. She mentioned there's a discount for her."

The thumping sound from the ventilation ducts gradually faded into the distance and soon disappeared. Only then did the tense guard slowly relax. He then nudged his carefree colleague with even more dissatisfaction and said, "Hey, you should also pay attention. We're not in any ordinary place, but Arkham Asylum. Although the security here is quite tight, it's still better if we're extra careful."

"Okay, okay, don't think too much about it." The guard who was talking to Edward didn't seem to care much; he was extremely sleepy and just wanted to take a nap.

"Am I really overthinking this..." Edward muttered to himself, looking at the ventilation duct above his head.

In a secluded corner, at the end of a ventilation duct, a thin strip of flesh peeked out from behind a louvered panel. It had a pupil on it, and as the strip swayed, it carefully observed its surroundings before retracting.

Immediately afterwards, a large mass of flesh and blood surged out from within the narrow louvered enclosure. Internal organs, bones, nerves, uterus, toes, fingers… a large number of body parts, compressed to the point of being almost unrecognizable, were reassembled into their original form under the control of her will. The silver-haired girl looked at her palm, feeling utterly incredulous.

After a little time, Beaina, who inherited everything from Kars, successfully learned to stretch her body into a long, thin noodle, with her head just long enough to fit through a ventilation duct. Therefore, all that was needed was to disassemble the skeleton, and then, without severing the nerves, tear apart all the smaller body parts that could be disassembled.

With this extraordinary ability, she successfully used the ventilation ducts to reach an inconspicuous corner of the building.

But it really hurts a bit. Stretching your body into a noodle or something feels much more painful than simply having your internal organs pulled out or being cut in half at the waist.

After wandering around the area, Baina sadly discovered that there was no map and that she was in an unfamiliar place.

With no other option, it turned back into a lump of noodles and crawled back into the ventilation duct, climbing upwards until it reached the rooftop.

Emerging from the rooftop ventilation ducts and standing atop the lightning rod, with metal spikes piercing her feet, Baina nonchalantly realized that Arkham Asylum consisted of more than five buildings. Besides the areas for the mentally ill, there were also dormitories for the island's staff. A rough estimate put the peninsula at least nearly a kilometer in diameter. To a superhuman eye, the most striking feature was undoubtedly the large open space in the island's center.

"It looks like an exercise yard." Bai Aina thought to herself, that place should be a place for the patients to relax, and there are four sentry towers next to it, which are quite conspicuous.