I'm a magnetic field madman

After all, there is nothing more like a clown in this world than someone who is self-righteous and ignorant.

Such performances were something that allowed the White Emperor to pass the time and have some fun.

"That thing from that night wasn't a Gastrea. Do you know what it was?"

"This is the second time you've asked me this," Bai Wujie said with a light laugh, leaning back in his office chair and crossing his arms.

"But I won't tell you, because it's a fun performance. How can I have fun if the mystery is revealed before it's even shown?"

"But I can tell you that I actually support what you're doing, and I can even provide you with a lot of help—but to be honest, do you really know what you're trying to steal?"

"..." Hiruko Kagetane only knew that the Seven Star Relic he was trying to steal was a "weapon" that could attract Stage 5 Gastrea creatures when opened... but he didn't know what this "weapon" itself was.

"Haha, you foolish thing, thinking yourself the messenger to punish others, but you're just a sword being held by others," Bai Wujie mocked.

"I'll give you a chance. Go find that so-called relic yourself. Once you find it, you'll know the interesting answer... Then, after making some basic deductions, you'll arrive at a fact that has never been hidden at all."

"Doomsday? That's fucking absurd. What kind of person would be qualified to play the financial stock market and get a long vacation during the apocalypse?"

Bai Wujie didn't care about any of that, because he knew from the beginning that the answer to the question was... nothing more than a damn clichéd and incredibly stupid answer.

It fits the way people in this world insult his intelligence... but as a clown performance, it's enough to make Bai Wujie laugh.

The Blue Dream Creation Project will not be delayed, but Bai Wujie will not take the initiative to "destroy the world"... After all, there is no need for him to do so, as the people of this world should have been wiped out long ago.

"There are still many clown acts to come, tonight is just a bunch of clowns trying to make me laugh!" Bai Wujie laughed as he poured himself another glass of red wine, swaying it as he looked at the azure sea...

"How could I not watch the performance before I died?"

……

As night fell, outside the Tokyo Imperial Palace, a rare, original extended Lincoln limousine, of which there are only a handful left in the world, was parked.

The classical European building in front of you is the Holy Emperor's Residence, with its white marble pillars, golden reliefs, fountains, and lawns. At first glance, you might even think you're in a European manor.

But this is the residence of the Holy Emperor, the core area of ​​Tokyo, and a gathering place for the most important figures in Tokyo's political and business circles.

The extended Lincoln, which attracted a lot of attention, opened its door. After Uncle Cai, who was wearing white gloves, respectfully opened the door, Bai Wujie got out of the car.

He had undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention, with his well-tailored sky-blue suit, silver-white hair, angelic handsome face, and unique heterochromatic eyes.

His appearance alone is enough to make him the center of attention...

Undoubtedly, the most important reason he attracts this attention is because of his "inner qualities"...

Blue Dream Company has risen to become a dazzling new star in Tokyo's top business circles in just six months...

Not long ago, they even managed to wrest a piece of the pie from the old-school arms dealer Sima Heavy Industries, snatching away a large number of military orders from the Osaka military.

Countless people are curious about how Bai Wujie managed to build a waste recycling company into what it is today in just six months.

Of course, those gazes might have contained a lot of jealousy and hatred... After all, the greatest enmity in this world is often blocking someone's path to wealth.

"Hmph, a lowly scrap collector."

"Hiring those lowly cursed children? What right do such things have to attend a banquet? Has the Holy Emperor gone mad?"

All this malice and contempt could not escape Bai Wujie's notice; their thoughts were as clear as blank paper before him.

Bai Wujie wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he watched the clowns' performance with great interest.

He kills without blinking an eye and shows no mercy to fools who disrespect him.

But he wasn't a madman who practiced the Heavenly Martial Killing Path. Besides, even those who practiced the Heavenly Martial Killing Path had their own extra "fun" to enjoy.

After handing over the invitation, Bai Wujie walked straight past the couple.

Bathed in the golden light of the towering ceiling, Bai Wujie remained the most dazzling person.

To be honest, he didn't recognize any of the stupid animals present.

But he doesn't need to get to know them, because people with power are always sought out by others.

Look, here comes the thing that came looking for him.

"Where did you take Rentaro?"

Still wearing her cherry blossom kimono, Sima Miori approached Bai Wujie, who was dressed in a black evening gown, with Tendo Kizo. The latter angrily questioned her directly...

"Interesting. They hire mice to cause trouble in other people's homes, and then they turn around and question the homeowner about how they dealt with the intruding mice?"

Bai Wujie completely ignored Tian Tong Musou, only looking at Sima Weizhi beside him with a playful smile...

“Mr. Bai, this was my personal action, but Sima Heavy Industries is willing to pay a sufficient price to bring back Rentaro and Enju,” Sima Miori said in a deep voice.

Bai Wujie smiled without saying a word. He was here tonight to enjoy the clown's performance... He had absolutely no interest in any of that bullshit exchange of benefits.

What's more, Bai Wujie would never do such a despicable thing! What kind of exchange of interests and collusion between officials and businessmen is this? It's terrifying, absolutely terrifying!

Bai Wujie left directly, and just as Tian Tongmu tried harder to get closer, another person appeared beside Bai Wujie.

A big man

"Mr. Bai, what do you think of my previous suggestion?"

Blocking the way in front of the white barrier was Qi Wuzongxuan, the president of the Osaka region and a figure whose status was second only to the Holy Emperor...

The arms order that Lanmeng Company recently snatched from Sima Heavy Industry was actually sold to them.

This is a hard-line and radical man, a right-wing warlord who advocates sending a space ladder to lunar orbit to threaten the world, a so-called Five Flying Society...clown.

One of Bai Wujie's most entertaining clowns.

"Ha, I can't accept such flattery. Blue Dream Company's ambitions are not in arms, much less in world hegemony."

Bai Wujie looked at the clown who had invited him to join the so-called secret association and smiled happily...

This idiot had already made him laugh once before, last time he dragged him into a long lecture about Japanese hegemony...

The story goes on and on about how Japan would lead the world after defeating Gastrea, and a whole bunch of other jokes.

"Blue Dream Corporation has always been a conscientious company dedicated to restoring the Earth's environment... As for joining you in the struggle for world domination, I cannot take on that responsibility."

"Remember what you said today."

Qi Wuzongxuan gave Bai Wujie a deep look, sneered, and left the banquet...

This scene may have been observed by many with ulterior motives, but Bai Wujie didn't care. He had always disliked politics and never got involved in it. Emperor Bai was always a man of his word.

Even when he's enjoying a clown performance, he won't force himself to do something he doesn't like.

Fun makes him happy, but if he stops being himself because of it, then he's just being pointless.

"You must be Mr. Bai Wujie."

Among the parted crowd, a beautiful woman with silver hair and blue eyes, dressed in a white dress, walked towards them.

Her delicate, curvaceous body was enveloped in a luxurious silver-white gown, and she whispered in a soft, melodious voice…

"It's a pleasure to meet you, but I've wanted to talk to Mr. Bai for a long time."

The Holy Emperor was eager to see Bai Wujie because of the Gastrea new method she hoped to promote.

The Holy Son of Heaven, who hoped to gain human rights for those poor cursed children through this law, knew that he needed "friends".

She couldn't do anything on her own.

If the first Holy Emperor unified the warlords of the Tokyo area through personal ability and military power, then she, the third generation, was nothing more than a mascot.

"Do you want to talk to me, or are you just looking to gain a political bargaining chip?" Bai Wujie looked at the beautiful young woman and asked bluntly with a smile...

"How dare you! How dare you be so disrespectful to the Holy Emperor! Think about your place!" Before the Holy Emperor could speak, the captain of the guards next to her, named Hokawa Takuto, jumped out and shouted at Bai Wujie...

Bai Wujie remained silent, merely watching the clown who had jumped out with a smile. However, this clumsy performance didn't amuse him, the White Emperor.

Howaki Takuto, who had originally wanted to make another appearance before the Holy Emperor, suddenly turned deathly pale and his legs trembled under Bai Wujie's gaze...

Then, like a little girl who had been stripped naked, she screamed and fell to the ground, peeing all over the place!

This sudden nuclear explosion naturally shocked many people...

No one understood why the Holy Emperor's captain of guards was suddenly so frightened that he wet himself on the spot.

However, after screaming, Takuto Howaki suddenly came to his senses as if waking from a dream. Looking at his pathetic state and amidst countless mocking gazes, he immediately got up and ran out without saying goodbye.

Bai Wujie watched this scene with a smile, but he didn't punish this unqualified clown at all... because the punishment of the White Emperor would not be so simple.

"Be good, or I'll stew you like a loach soup when I get back."

Bai Wujie stroked the demonic dragon hidden in his sleeve and spoke gently, but there was no element of joke in his words...

The dragon, who was eager to please its master, immediately shrank its head and dared not utter a word.

Having witnessed such a sudden and unexpected scene, the Holy Emperor was naturally at a loss, while Bai Wujie, looking at this woman, smiled and took the initiative to speak...

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor, right? What is your real name?"

"The Holy Emperor has no name; our position is our name."

In a few breaths, the Holy Emperor composed himself, speaking with composure and elegance as if nothing had happened.

“Let’s continue our conversation. I admire Mr. Bai’s attitude toward the Cursed Children. While employing underage children is not something to be encouraged, you did give them a chance to survive.”

"So, compared to others who don't treat those brats like human beings, does that mean I, who only see them as tools, am already a saint?" Bai Wujie shook his head with a smile.

“You don’t want to know what kind of work I’m doing with them. I’ve certainly made their lives better… but why do you think I would agree with the new law you’re trying to implement?”

He looked at the woman with a slightly somber expression and said lazily...

"Do you think you can just propose a law and make those kids human? No, it can't be that simple. In fact, I don't think isolating those kids is a wrong thing to do."

While those little devils were indeed pitiful, Bai Wujie did not believe that isolating a group of people with infectious viruses in their bodies who could become sources of infection at any time was a wrong approach.

What he disliked was simply the way these people used them as weapons and oppressed them without any real understanding.

One group consists of foolish people who insult Bai Wujie's wisdom, and the other group consists of people who are unable to resist and whose actions even Bai Wujie finds baffling.

He disliked none of them, but the Cursed Child was merely a tool for him to build a new world and a subordinate of the Blue Dream organization.

With just this one relationship, he would give them the opportunity to fight for a better life.

"Blue Dream Company never gets involved in politics. We abhor politics... But Your Majesty, if you can be considered a kind but foolish woman who tries to show her wisdom where she can, then your aide is nothing but a clueless old man with dementia."

Bai Wujie's words were spoken without any attempt to conceal or lower his voice, so they were heard almost throughout the completely silent banquet hall...

In an instant, the entire banquet fell silent, and everyone stared in disbelief at Bai Wujie, who had been spouting such nonsense.

Meanwhile, the old man named Kikunojo Tendo, who was at the center of the insult, sharpened his gaze.

8. The Clown's Feast

Politics is a very annoying and inefficient activity. In reality, most of the so-called art of politics and diplomacy can be categorized as simply going around in circles.

Bai Wujie has always scoffed at the idea that war is a diplomatic tool, and the most inefficient one at that.

Because he despises any political behavior and never engages in any roundabout methods, his path is always the simplest straight line.

So even though he established Blue Dream Company, created the Dream Beast Team, and secretly mass-produced Yafei and Giant God... he never did anything politically related in any of these actions.

If we have to say that Bai Wujie has ever been involved in anything political, it would probably only be the so-called "assassination" activities.

However, while it's called an assassination, I'm not sure if the act of directly blocking the road and shooting people and cars into the air counts as an assassination.

The process by which Bai Wujie established Lanmeng Company was not particularly complicated, nor did it involve any ridiculous political maneuvering or espionage.

After all, the most powerful and efficient business battle in the world is to blow your opponent, car, and family to smithereens!

Knowing this, Kikunojo Tendo was extremely wary of Bai Wujie and his Blue Dream Company.

The ability to grow a mere scrap metal recycling company into such a large enterprise within six months is not to be underestimated...

But what's most incredible is that Bai Wujie didn't contact any political figures during this process.

Yes, as a newly emerging conglomerate, the other party not only did not try to win over any politicians, but even rejected officials who tried to curry favor with them, warning them to get lost.

This was an inconceivable act in the eyes of Kikunojo Tendo, the head of the Tendo family.

The concepts of "official" and "businessman" have been inextricably linked since the beginning of time. Officials have two mouths to feed, but lack money; businessmen have one mouth to feed, but possess wealth but no power.

Collusion between officials and businessmen has always existed in any era and at any time. In fact, it is impossible for a successful businessman to have no powerful backers.

Because no matter how rich you are, without power to protect you, you're nothing more than a fat sheep.

That is why Tendou Kikunojo could not see through Shiro Mukai.

He had assumed that Bai Wujie, who had snatched the Osaka arms order from Sima Heavy Industries, was close to Qi Wuzongxuan, or even a member of the Five Flying Society.