I'm a magnetic field madman

He did not try to investigate any process, nor did he ever attempt to repeat the process to ensure that the future he saw would definitely happen.

This is Bai Wujie's philosophy: he views fate as a supplementary means. He absolutely does not believe that fate is absolute, nor will he ever repeat it simply because he has witnessed it.

He will only do what he should do, and only do what he wants to do, because he is just that "real"!

Today, with the White Emperor's three hundred days allotted for the event now down to its final fifty days, he has "acted" according to his own ideas.

Standing before him on the towering observation platform were three tall and beautiful girls.

Of course, they are all only in their current state due to the effects of magnetic field forces; their actual age is all under twelve.

"I have an important task for you." Bai Wujie lowered his fishing rod, watching Kirby churning in the pool, and spoke calmly without turning his head...

"I will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty!!"

The first to speak was the blonde, busty girl on the far left. She confidently stepped forward, as if she had everything under control!

"Thunder Spider, although you've undergone a mature version of the modification technology I tested on Firebird... your strength is still far from being the strongest in the Beast Clan." Bai Wujie glanced back at her, smiling playfully...

"Or is it that all you crave is revenge for your brother?"

"I have them all, Your Majesty!!" Lei Zhu, or rather Katagiri Yuzuki, looked at the emperor before her and bluntly expressed her hatred!

She joined Blue Dream out of hatred, but by the time she truly possessed power, her real "enemy" had already died without a burial place.

But hatred is something that can be easily rewritten along with misplaced anger, and Katagiri Yumiko needs a target for "hatred".

If the Five Flying Society is destroyed, then let's go and destroy the Freemasons.

Tracing the source of hatred always leads to finding an object to which one can indulge in hatred.

She underwent advanced genetic modification technology because the power of these cursed children originated from the Gastrea virus within their bodies…

However, this genetic factor, which possesses certain "animal" characteristics, becomes a hindrance rather than a help at higher levels of power.

Unless they can reach the power of 500,000 horsepower and rewrite their genes to a preliminary extent... this drawback will be an insurmountable problem for the Dream Beast Team.

Therefore, Bai Wujie combined his biotechnology to modify the genetic factors of these cursed children.

This transforms their genetic material from that of ordinary "animals" into that of "life" possessing some kind of powerful force.

Of course, this world would not have those legendary species, so Bai Wujie simply extracted some of the dragon's genes to modify and create entirely new species.

Mad Bull Firebird was the first experiment, neither a success nor a failure.

The "Thunder Spider" is undoubtedly a qualified and successful creation.

Her power wasn't as immense, but it was stable. And her modified genetic material was more suited to harnessing magnetic field power.

Bai Wujie smiled without saying a word, but looked at the person next to him, a strange person.

Her face was covered by a large gas mask, and her originally sky-blue hair had turned blood red.

She was dressed in a jet-black straitjacket, with all the straps unfastened... making her look like a patient who had escaped from a mental hospital!

"Spirit Mantis, how are you feeling now? With the Thinker installed, are you still a trustworthy subordinate of mine?"

"Your Majesty, I will certainly not let you down x2..."

The same words came from one mouth in two completely different tones, which sounded so eerie and so chilling!

But this is her, Hiruko Kohina, the Spirit Mantis, a girl who received the Thinker's Unit 01 transplant and chose to merge with her father's soul!

As a volunteer test subject, Hiruko Kohina's power and level of understanding increased dramatically after she received the Thinker's guidance...

In the current Blue Dream organization, her power can be said to be second only to Skadi, First Lady, and Blue Poison!

However, she still cannot exist as a member of the Dreammon Team, nor can she replace the bat, electric eel, and destruction.

Like Mad Bull Firebird, she herself was a product of the experiment.

If Mad Bull Firebird's power was strong but unstable due to immature genetic modification technology, then Hiruko Kohina's power stemmed from extreme mental instability.

The implantation of the thinker was like a stimulant injected into her calming mind...

Even though it didn't cause the implantee's consciousness to be completely overwritten or lead to death due to rejection like other projects overseen by the Holy Emperor... it still caused Hiruko Kohina to develop severe schizophrenia.

Because they are father and daughter, when their spirits and souls merge, there seems to be no severe rejection phenomenon, allowing their bodies to gradually transform into a "suitable" mode.

But even between father and daughter, the incompatibility of their souls can still lead to severe mental illness in their unstable circumstances.

However, this seems to make it more interesting.

"I believe in your loyalty and ability to me, but considering your mental state, for this mission, you will follow Lei Zhu's orders."

Without any objection, the Spirit Mantis obediently followed Bai Wujie's orders.

Finally, Bai Wujie turned his gaze to the last person on the far right.

"Sento... Enju Aihara, the task I'm giving you is very simple, and after you complete it, you will obtain a position as a member of the Dreammon Team."

Bai Wujie crossed his arms and looked at the red-haired bunny girl with amusement...

“Go and kill Rentaro Satomi. As someone who betrayed the organization, I think he has lived long enough.”

Zhan Tu did not answer, but knelt on the ground and bowed his head to express his loyalty to Bai Wujie and Lan Meng.

Since that was the case, Bai Wujie didn't say anything more and waved his hand, telling Yafei to take them to America immediately to carry out the order.

"Godfather, they are not loyal."

The First Lady, who appeared like a ghost beside Bai Wujie, spoke softly, certain that among these three were multiple "rebels"...

However, Bai Wujie didn't try to read their minds, so neither did Shou Niang. But some things can be seen from their faces even without mind reading.

“I know, Chief, but I only have them do things for me because it’s interesting.”

Bai Wujie reached out and hugged Shou Niang, pinching her soft cheeks and smiling happily...

“I see an interesting future, but I won’t look into how it will be achieved. I will just do what I find interesting and what I think is right. And that way, whatever the outcome, I will be happy.”

Yes, whether the predetermined future is disrupted or an interesting scene that has already been realized is born, Bai Wujie will feel very happy!

"Hehehe, First Sister, you should learn from her. Sooner or later, you'll be just as good at finding fun for yourself as I am."

Shou Niang didn't speak, but simply nestled against Bai Wujie's chest, silently shrinking her small body.

64. Insult, constant insult

Yellowstone National Park, USA

Inside an experimental base that no detector could find.

The experiments, the experiments, the endless experiments, have continued for over two hundred days. The Four Sages are conducting experiments on Rentaro in all sorts of inhumane and horrific ways.

They tore apart and trampled upon all his self-respect and rights as a human being.

We've done all sorts of experiments, and tried every perverse and inhumane method imaginable.

Now, even Albrecht, who was trying to appease the great God-Emperor and make this boy suffer, felt numb.

"Quack!! This is so frustrating, I've had enough!!"

On this very day, Dr. Ayn Rand, who participated in the experiment...

A typical Germanic blond man suddenly squeezed out the hemorrhoid cream he was using to treat prolonged sitting, and roared furiously...

He pointed to Rentaro on the operating table and said to Albrecht...

"Nonsense! Look, teacher, that guy isn't moving at all. We've done all the experiments and extractions on him; he's no longer of any value."

"Want to give up? But we still haven't unlocked the secret of the magnetic field rotating around him," Albrecht said calmly, pouring himself a cup of black tea.

"Who would have thought he would be so stubborn, teacher? If we had continued our research when we didn't understand the nanomachines and microorganisms on his body, we could have kept going. But now that we've done all the research we needed to do, we've really lost interest."

Ayn Rand complained

"And teacher, you ordered us to keep him alive, look how disgusting he is now, all he does is stare at us with his eyes, how can we continue our research?"

A ray of cold, razor-sharp sunlight pierced through the thick glass, causing Arnland to shudder and instinctively take a step back...

“Look, here we go again! Nonsense—Teacher, why don’t we just kill him? We’ve already collected everything we needed to, what’s the point of keeping this kid alive?”

Albrecht did not answer, but elegantly drank the black tea laced with sedatives, and squinted at Rentaro, who was bound to the cross-shaped iron frame, and said...

"Hmm—maybe you're right. Just looking at his body now, I can't think of anywhere else I could cut him."

Rentaro, bound to the iron cross bed and suspended like Jesus, was already in a pitiful state.

His body was emaciated, every inch of which was covered with surgical incisions, and the cuts were covered with various scars. Even the most private parts could not escape the traces of being "experimented".

His physical appearance had reached a terrifying level... but his eyes, sharp as knives, remained unchanged.

There was no murderous intent whatsoever, but that sharp gaze alone was terrifying enough to make one lose sleep and appetite.

“Teacher, look at him glaring at us again. Even if we don’t kill him, we should at least gouge his eyes out,” Ayn Rand complained.

"Yes, teacher, we've taken everything we could from this guy. The experimental data we got from him is enough to allow us to use all the zodiac belts we have to create those black demons."

Arthur, another of the Four Sages, said softly. He didn't dare to look Rentaro in the eye, for it was a look that would undoubtedly give him nightmares.

"The other Freemasons are also preparing to take a Houston rocket to the Mars colony tomorrow for temporary refuge. We cannot stay on Earth... otherwise, we will hardly survive if war breaks out."

“You’re right,” Albrecht sighed, somewhat dejectedly…

"Perhaps I should indeed give up on my experiment on him."

Over two hundred days of experimentation, Albrecht studied a great deal of things, using Rentaro Satomi, the "work" of the God Emperor, as a model to imitate.

Now, all the Zodiac Beasts in his possession that are no longer suitable for the environment have been activated by the cells and magnetic field power microorganisms of the cloned Satomi Rentaro... Once released, each one can become a "demon god" even stronger than the original Scorpio.

This force was enough to satisfy the Freemasons; the strength of these behemoths alone far surpassed that of their former fleet.

And to put it bluntly, this is their last trump card.

Europe and Australia are now completely finished, even though the most deadly carriers have, as Blue Poison said, died out with each generation of mutations...

However, the large number of other highly contagious viruses that remained have left Australia and Europe as complete plague zones.

The viruses are fighting and evolving there, and the situation has deteriorated to the point that you wouldn't survive a day there without wearing full protective gear.

And the situation in the Americas wasn't much better.

Two hundred days have passed, and the terrible virus has turned all areas outside the United States into a complete dead zone... and even half of the United States is struggling in a terrible plague inferno.

This planet is closer to the concept of "doomsday" than ever before.

Even though those Freemasons are still shouting that their mission and goals have not failed and that they are just "waiting for the opportune moment"... it doesn't change the fact that Bai Wujie is already the de facto world king of this planet.

In these desperate days, they did try to make peace with Bai Wujie.

But even the most basic request is to be subservient to him and become a wealthy man...

All they got was the answer of being thrown back at Kirby, who was now in a state worse than death.

Bai Wujie refused to negotiate or make peace. He also refused moral blackmail; in fact, he had no morals whatsoever.

Refugee boats from Europe, America, and Australia have attempted to flee eastward for refuge...

However, any ship that enters the territorial waters will be mercilessly bombarded by the Yafei forces and the demon god legion led by the Demon Dragon!

They have no chance of being saved, because the White Boundless Realm no longer gives them the opportunity to be their own people.

They were already enemies, enemies, things that defied him, the emperor—

They should die a horrible death without any mercy!

Such cruelty, such tyranny, what can they do against such an unreasonable emperor? What can they do?

Compared to the most powerful tyrant, any system can be considered weak. Because there can only be one invincible tyrant, and the strongest rule can only be achieved by the most domineering and unreasonable one!

Their last hope rested entirely on Albrecht's research findings... Of course, just in case, they still planned to send a sample to Mars for further consideration.

And what about Albrecht, who had already betrayed everything to the God Emperor?

He felt very sad, extremely sad.

He didn't think his work could satisfy the Emperor. Even if he released all the Zodiac Beasts, he doubted whether it would make the Emperor laugh.

He knew very well what would happen to a clown who couldn't win the Emperor's smile, and even setting aside the fear of death... Albrecht didn't want to end his life like the clown.

He looked at Rentaro, who looked extremely disheveled, and sighed softly.

He still couldn't understand what was so special about the clown the Emperor had chosen... Aside from being a sample for research, the clown himself couldn't possibly resemble the Emperor's vision, he simply couldn't.

Albrecht was very distressed because the actors chosen by the Emperor were so poorly made, which made him, as the "makeup artist," feel quite helpless!