I'm a magnetic field madman

In any case, it's just a matter of changing the structure; everything is just experimentation and trial and error...

"call……"

Bai Wujie sighed softly, and as he exhaled the white steam that swirled above the bath, a fair-skinned figure swam by like a mermaid, emerging from the water to nestle in Bai Wujie's arms.

It was the nominal leader of this country—the Holy Emperor.

Have you figured out how to deal with those people?

The Holy Emperor nestled in Bai Wujie's arms, asking the man who had taken everything from her and given her everything in a coquettish manner.

"What are you planning to do now?" Bai Wujie put his arm around the Holy Emperor's shoulder, looking at her azure eyes with great interest.

The Holy Emperor fell silent. To be honest, she should perhaps thank the man before her, or perhaps she should hate him.

He destroyed everything she knew, erasing the government and the righteousness established by her grandfather. Yet he also bestowed power upon her, and not only that, but also a power she could not even imagine… small and fragile to the man before her, yet enough to give her peace of mind.

Those who waved flags and shouted for the emperor to be respected and the traitors to be punished in front of the Blue Dream Tower had no idea that... the power in the hands of the Holy Emperor at this time was far more free and vast than in the past.

The Dream Creation Beast Corps allowed her to command them at will, and the Yafei Legion regarded her as the main manager of the first tier. Her power and status were actually "equal" to Bai Wujie's.

But she also knew that she, and even everyone else in the country, could never be equal to Bai Wujie.

Even if he doesn't exercise any power and stays out of the world all day, he is still the one with the most "power".

The Holy Emperor knew she couldn't hide her thoughts from the man before her, so she simply spoke them outright...

"Let's... go with that plan."

The Holy Emperor's expression was complex, partly showing reluctance and partly an expression of his patience being exhausted.

The people are foolish, so tolerating the people is a virtue of the rulers—but tolerance and indulgence will inevitably expand the scope of foolishness, thereby creating more antagonism.

The Holy Emperor did not deny that another reason for his actions was to consider everything from Bai Wujie's perspective.

How would this leader, who wanted to implement the groundbreaking "Blue Dream Genesis Project," view that group of people?

Stupid? Ridiculous? An eyesore? Probably all of those. Perhaps Bai Wujie wouldn't be angry at the performance of these ridiculous clowns, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't punish them.

The law is the bottom line of morality and a tool for maintaining the system. It has nothing to do with justice and kindness, and so does punishment. From detention to the death penalty or even torture, it is only meant to deter others from repeating the same mistakes.

As for human rights... does Bai Wujie really care about them, or does anyone else really have such an abstract concept as "human rights" to him?

"Haha, if those people who worship you knew that you were the one who issued such a cruel order, I wonder what they would think."

Bai Wujie laughed wildly as he embraced the Holy Emperor, his strength so great it seemed he wanted to meld her into his arms…

"But no matter what, the performance will continue until the Blue Dream Creation Program is completed, so the clowns will not lack opportunities for me to perform!"

There was no answer, only the gurgling sound of bubbles.

28. The Cruel Reign of Blue

"Boss, a bowl of soy sauce tonkotsu ramen, a little firmer, and the broth a little lighter."

In Tokyo, not far from the Tendo Security Company, Rentaro, still recovering from serious injuries, ordered two bowls of ramen.

Amidst the rising steam and the aroma of the noodle soup, his previously serious and silent expression seemed to finally soften as he gently stirred the soup with his chopsticks.

He picked up a mouthful of noodles and put it in his mouth. The taste was still the same: cheap MSG and the texture of industrially produced noodles.

"The changes weren't as significant as I had imagined."

Pale-faced Rentaro looked at the familiar streets and shops, then at the Blue Dream Tower and the towering statue in the distance, and murmured...

After sleeping for three months, he woke up to find that the country and regime had been changed and overthrown while he was in a coma. He thought everything had changed beyond recognition... but when he returned to his original home, he found that things didn't seem to have changed that much.

"Isn't this Satomi? Long time no see! Has your injury finally healed?"

When the ramen shop owner brought the two bowls of ramen to the counter, he saw Rentaro and said with great surprise...

"Where is that little girl who always followed you? I haven't seen her in a long time."

"Enju isn't here right now." Rentaro's expression froze for a moment as he picked up a noodle, then he forced a smile...

"But you, boss, it seems you haven't improved much in three months."

"What changes can a noodle shop owner like me possibly make?" The owner crossed his arms, and seeing that there were no other customers in the noodle shop, he decided to start chatting with Rentaro...

"That Blue Dream Company took down the government and ruled Tokyo? What does that have to do with me? Business is still going on as usual. The employees of those companies aren't being paid for their meals. It's just that I'm not used to the widespread use of online payments. Everyone's still living their lives as usual. Does it really matter to us who's in charge?"

The sudden shift from a slice-of-life manga style to a cyberpunk aesthetic in Tokyo might seem jarring at first glance... but in reality, given the technology of this era, it's quite normal.

This absurd apocalypse, despite humanity losing 90% of its land, still boasts nuclear fusion power plants, highly productive factories, electromagnetic weapons, and mature nanotechnology for human modification. Prosthetic bodies and brain chips also exist.

In the past, the existence of governments severely suppressed major corporations, forcing a shift in productivity towards the mass production of weapons...

These "high-tech" aspects simply haven't been reflected in people's lives.

Despite possessing surreal technology, they live a life that seems to be from the early 20th century.

With Blue Dream Corporation taking over all of Tokyo's defense work, and the government's suppression gone...

The major enterprises supported by Bai Wujie immediately began their instinctive expansion and development in the shortest possible time.

The old military industrial sector was partially dismantled and transformed into production lines to meet the requirements of Lanmeng Company...

Meanwhile, the remaining production lines and industries began to expand into areas related to people's livelihoods as all government restrictions were lifted.

The technological products that have seen explosive growth in a short period of time are all transitioning from military to civilian use...

Relatively mature technological products instantly revitalized Tokyo's previously desolate market.

The expanding businesses and rebuilt cities also effectively absorbed those displaced by the war, allowing the previously stagnant economy to resume its flow.

This Tokyo is becoming quite similar to Osaka. Both are dominated by corporations, and both boast this bustling, sleepless city atmosphere.

Of course, even though both cities have a "punk" aesthetic, they are fundamentally different.

However, without a doubt, the biggest difference is that there really is a "god" in the sky above Tokyo...

Rentaro quickly finished all the noodles, while the owner's incessant chatter seemed never to stop.

He complained about the government, about society, and about why those cursed children were superior to them, acting like a cynical and resentful person. But Rentaro knew that his complaints were precisely a reflection of his carefree life.

So what if someone was once a cursed child from the lowest rungs of society but is now superior to others?

The vast majority of people in this society will not have the opportunity to be "oppressed" by the cursed child... Even if occupational discrimination or even racial discrimination inevitably occurs in the future... it is just a flaw that humanity will never change.

At least here there is order, law, and rules; the iron birds flying in the sky bring safety and order.

Even if these people never understand that Bai Wujie will never allow any rules or laws to transcend anyone other than himself...

But they only express their dissatisfaction through superficial complaints, venting their frustrations through drinking...

But that's all. Their gradually improving lives will make them forget the so-called "humiliation" brought by Bai Wujie.

Of course, such a gradually improving daily routine will not remain unchanged forever.

The day when the earth will be cleansed will eventually come, and everything in society will eventually be cleansed and reset in Bai Wujie's hands.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Rentaro didn't say or ask anything; he already knew enough at this point. He put down the banknotes in his hand; the old government's paper money could now be exchanged for brand new currency.

After leaving the noodle shop, as the rising steam and the aroma of the noodle soup faded away, the cold wind and the faint stench of street garbage drifted over.

Rentaro felt as if he had suddenly returned to the cold reality.

"So, what exactly are you planning to do?"

Unbeknownst to her, Kisara Tendo appeared behind her and whispered. The girl gripped her weapon tightly; at this moment, Rentaro was her everything... No matter what he said or did, she would do it.

"Everything here is so beautiful, but... it's just a false illusion of prosperity."

Rentaro stared at the bustling street, at the dazzling neon lights that never slept, and remained silent for a long while before whispering...

The beauty and prosperity of Tokyo in the apocalypse are undeniable, and the merits and capabilities of Bai Wujie and Lanmeng Company in saving the city from destruction and rebuilding it into an even more prosperous and civilized place are beyond question.

However, Rentaro was not one of those ordinary people who lived mundane and uneventful lives.

He knew too much; he knew the true nature of Blue Dream Company and everything they planned and intended to do.

He also knew that the prosperity and grandeur of this place were merely the fleeting thoughts of the man standing atop the Blue Dream Tower.

If he wanted to, everyone's happiness and well-being would be destroyed in an instant, just like the "Blue Dream Genesis Project"... If it were actually implemented, everything that exists would be destroyed and a new system would be created.

Rentaro believed that absolute power often breeds absolute corruption... It is too terrifying and too dangerous to entrust the safety of the country or even the world to one person's "ideas".

Of course, this alone is not enough to justify Rentaro's "rebellion." What he cannot accept is the "blue dream" that the Blue Dream Company aspires to...

"Cleanse this land that has been polluted by the stupidity of Gastrea and humans, wash everything clean with heavenly fire, destroy all those imperfect things that go against Blue's dream, and then rebuild a perfect world."

Rentaro murmured, then chuckled softly...

"Isn't he just like a third-rate villain from an old movie?"

Why should this world be cleansed by a group of self-righteous people... Even if those Gastrea should indeed be eliminated, should the other life forms living in the wilderness, and those who refuse to submit to the White Boundless Realm, also die?

Even with the guise of rebuilding a perfect world, the core of this genocide cannot be concealed. In Rentaro's eyes, Shiro Mukai is more terrifying than any tyrant in the world... because he truly regards himself as a "god".

It's too cruel, too insane. So no matter what kind of city Blue Dream created, or how wonderful a life they brought to those cursed children, it cannot cover up the extreme cruelty at their core.

To put it arrogantly, Rentaro is going to "fight" for the future and happiness of the majority.

Kisara Tendo stepped forward and gently grasped Rentaro's cold hand. He closed his eyes slightly and said sadly...

"And that's not all, Kisaragi. My differences with Blue Dream Company are not only huge, but also with them... and my personal hatred."

“Enju, Uncle Hiruko, and myself… It’s not that I chose to be their enemy, but that I was something they wanted to get rid of. In truth, what choice did I have?”

Rentaro had no idea why the Blue Dream Company hadn't issued a warrant for his arrest...

But he knew perfectly well that the secrets he knew and everything he knew would one day become his death warrant.

What gives him the right to choose to be an enemy of Lanmeng Company?

They were already enemies; he had to defeat the Blue Dream Company… whether for Enju and Uncle Hiruko, or for himself…

Not being qualified doesn't mean you have to accept your fate and lie down, because if you don't resist, you will die; if you don't fight, you will die!

"No matter what you choose, I will stand by your side." Kisara Tendo gripped Rentaro's arm tightly, speaking with a firm yet helpless expression...

She had no reason to be an enemy of Lan Meng, but Rentaro was all she had in this world; that was her only reason and all she had.

Rentaro gazed into Kisara's eyes. Under the ambiguous neon lights of the giant billboard, the atmosphere between them gradually heated up. Their heads drew closer, and just before they were about to kiss—

The ambiguous neon lights vanished instantly, and the next moment, the images projected from countless skyscrapers suddenly changed into the same picture.

Rentaro's expression changed slightly upon seeing that scene...

"We must resolutely resist this tyranny. As long as we keep striving, the road will continue to extend!"

"We want our friends, both at home and abroad, to see our efforts... to see that we still have the will to resist, to see our courage—now, shout with me!"

"May the world be united under one roof, and may the traitors of the nation be punished by Heaven!"

Holding a large microphone, Yamanaka Iji led the marching crowd, shouting at the top of his lungs in the bustling street. As he shouted, the crowd following behind him chanted the same slogans!

"May the world be united under one roof, and may the traitors of the nation be punished by Heaven!!"

"Blue Dream Company, get out of Tokyo!!"

Arrogant words can amount to mindless declarations...

This is especially true for a terrorist force that recently demonstrated its ability to easily destroy Japan.

But stupidity is never something that needs a reason or logic; stupidity is stupidity, without reason or need for reason.

The procession, holding up signs, arrived at the towering Blue Dream Tower and surrounded the entrance, completely blocking the way for the projection equipment that displayed the giant blue whale.

The number of people who came this time was unexpectedly large. In six days, they had recruited everyone they could and brought along those willing to follow them. Right now, there are probably ten thousand or even nine thousand people in the ranks in front of the Blue Dream Tower.

Clearly, after six days of marching, this group was no longer content with just walking around holding up signs.

They want to do more.

"Warning, citizens, you have trespassed into the territory of Blue Dream Company without permission. Please leave within one minute, or you will be considered to have violated the Public Security Regulation Act."

The next moment, a dozen or so miniature Yafei drones patrolled the air and landed in front of them, emitting warning sounds...

"Get out of my way, you piece of junk!"

"What can you do to us?!"

However, the demonstrators had already raised all sorts of homemade weapons, and even some weapons they had somehow acquired, and actually shot down these miniature Yafei robots.