I'm a magnetic field madman

Each artwork, laid out on a flat surface, is essentially a perfect diagram of the human nervous system.

However, after preserving only the brain and the parts necessary to perceive pain, the image becomes somewhat indescribable.

With a precision surpassing that of any sculptor in human history, aided by the great power that sustains their lives, these things will undoubtedly remain "alive" despite all the suffering.

Like those "balloons" floating overhead, they experience the excruciating pain and stimulation of being slowly tortured every moment in an extremely painful and endless life.

This is his art of suffering, like those balloons, those Kirby, those sinners thrown into the rebirth pool.

He was never skilled in this art, but it was a way for him to find amusement. He wasn't a pervert who enjoyed torture and pain, but he did enjoy things with inappropriate thoughts, and the fear and retreat he felt after seeing the fate of these sinners.

To prevent future generations from making the same mistakes, he was forced to continue doing the same thing. Therefore, the more tragic the fate of the pioneer, the more perfect the warning effect.

Of course, such simple and unoriginal torture art would not be the final product created by Bai Wujie. The real product must be more artistic and sustainable.

Soon, Bai Wujie finished sculpting the last piece of painful art, and amidst the sounds of the seven things constantly wailing and screaming, he activated the magnetic field power!

"500,000 Horsepower - Matter Reorganization!!"

What is Bai Wujie trying to do by using his strongest power? What does he want to gain?

Yes, he is "transforming" life.

Just like creating Kirby and those "balloons" flying in the sky, he then used magnetic field power to transform the most basic form of life.

In other words, it uses less than 750,000 horsepower to achieve DNA recombination that would normally require 750,000 horsepower.

What he can do is far, far superior to that of a typical 750,000 horsepower... For those powerful beings who can at most alter DNA and carbon-based biological structures, and further improve life forms, Bai Wujie can do much more!

Because he can touch the "soul".

The soul and body, through immense power and astonishing wisdom, modify DNA while perfectly attaching the soul of the modified person to the modified body, thus achieving a fundamental correction.

Those "Kirby" and "Balloon" are like that. However, he could not do it perfectly with only 250,000 horsepower. Even if those things do not collapse and die due to the gene rampage, they will still slowly die from the incompatibility between their bodies and souls.

However, the creation that Bai Wujie had just completed was more "perfect" than any creation he had made before!

He dismembered the flesh and bones of these seven Freemasons, leaving them with all their nerves, intact skulls, and spines, while allowing these lives that should have died to retain the ability to live.

Then, he fused these seven items with a giant pipe organ made from reconstituted matter!

On the Sky-Gazing Terrace, the seven pitiful, pathetic creatures, constantly wailing, rapidly merged into the enormous musical instrument before the White Boundless Dimension.

Their nerves extended continuously, perfectly "merging" with the sound tubes, stops, keyboards, track mechanisms, bellows, and instrument cases.

This is not a mere entanglement, but a fusion of properties between organic and inorganic matter.

Their bodies and souls are also, to some extent, "integrated" into this enormous inorganic matter!

The enormous pipe organ, with its seven towering, castle-like gilded pipes, had seven bronze-cast, wailing faces on it. They remained there, motionless, maintaining their postures of extreme pain and wailing, unable to move in any way.

Bai Wujie, meanwhile, calmly sat down in front of the organ, his hands moving rapidly and his feet pressing the pedals, flawlessly playing Beethoven's "Ode to Joy."

He had never studied piano, but he could easily imitate the frequency of keystrokes.

However, what came out of this organ was not a clear and melodious sound, but a chorus of seven mournful notes descending from high to low.

It is still beautiful; wailing is a sound, piano music is a sound, and music is just a program composed of notes.

The Ode to Joy, played with wailing, no longer possesses its stirring, melodious, and joyful qualities; instead, it becomes despairing, somber, and painful.

But it was still incredibly beautiful music.

Even the most discerning music critics cannot find any fault with it... because it is a melody that penetrates the soul, penetrates the mind, and is played with life itself.

As the music ended, Bai Wujie slowly rose, his cloak billowing behind him without wind. He looked at the soul instrument that required magnetic field power to play and smiled with satisfaction…

"Perfect! I've never been good at torture and punishment, but I finally have an 'original work' that I can be proud of."

"And what do you think, Albrecht, of this work?"

He turned around, and standing behind him, incredibly humble, was the Freemasons' chief scientist.

He raised his head and looked at Bai Wujie with deep reverence, saying from the bottom of his heart...

"Just like my boundless reverence and worship for your supreme power!!"

"Is that so? The worship of power is cheap, but stable—just like my people."

Bai Wujie crossed his arms behind his back, watching Albrecht with a playful expression...

"Now that you've witnessed the fate of these things, have you thought about your own end? Albrecht, you may be a man of some kind, but you must know that my men, and everyone in that country I deliberately left behind... all hate you."

"You are the source of all problems, and that will not change even if you are just doing what a scientist should do."

Albrecht instinctively wanted to defend himself... but he stopped himself abruptly when the words were on the tip of his tongue.

Not only his words, but his thoughts were also completely emptied.

He couldn't defend himself, or rather, he had no right to defend himself at all. He had no right to deny the Great God-Emperor; all fates could only be decided by him.

"However, you've offered me some interesting techniques, and you yourself are a rare talent." Bai Wujie stroked his chin and continued...

Although Albrecht's final work has not yet been submitted, or rather, it is still a little short of time, the "sincerity" he has shown so far cannot be underestimated.

Bai Wujie gently opened his hands, and a "sphere" shining with golden light appeared in his hands.

This is the technology that Freemasons have hidden through "third-kind contact"... the so-called "Pandora's Vault," a golden apple containing a wealth of information, Freemasonry's greatest treasure.

This was the gift Albrecht presented: a technological relic, whether from an alien or a lost civilization, something that Bai Wujie found quite interesting.

The Freemasons viewed it as a product of contact with advanced civilization and technology, considering it a mere "chip," but with Bai Wujie's knowledge, he could sense that... this thing was not so simple.

Its structure is not "circular", but it creates a sensory deception in terms of perspective and three-dimensional geometry.

Its essence is a non-physical creation that constantly changes its own structure... and rather than recording information, it is more accurately described as feeding back information...

Input your desired goal through your will, and after it is refined and perfected, it will reward you with the corresponding "knowledge" after a sufficient period of waiting.

Like a wish-granting machine that grants all requests, Bai Wujie couldn't understand the technology and origins behind it... but in any case, this was something that greatly interested him.

Moreover, Albrecht himself was one of the world's most outstanding geniuses.

Bai Wujie also knew that if his country wanted to get closer to "Heaven", it would be essential to have talents like "Skynet".

While he may not possess the extraordinary wisdom of Skynet, even if he comes close, his abilities and intelligence are absolutely not to be underestimated.

However, "reward" and "punishment" should never cancel each other out. Merit is merit, and punishment is punishment. Bai Wujie neither wants to cancel the two out.

and so……

"Accept your punishment, then claim your reward."

Bai Wujie summoned a Yafei, and before Albrecht could react, his body and soul instantly began to merge with the Yafei...

"Cuck!"

The agonizing screams were incredibly piercing, and this was undoubtedly a suffering no less intense than that endured by other Freemasons.

This punishment is beyond question; it is Bai Wujie's explanation to his subordinates.

But suffering is merely the beginning of punishment.

The twisted Yafei merged with his soul, the excess flesh was completely eliminated, and the brain and soul merged into the machine. The huge iron bird's form began to twist, and in a very short time, it turned into a humanoid skeleton more than three meters tall, wrapped in metal armor!

He stared blankly at himself, the eerie green "vision" and "sensors" on his body shimmering like ghosts.

He lost the ability to feel pain; to be precise, he lost all sensation.

It's like being in a void, able to see things but unable to taste, touch, or sense them...

This empty cage is the punishment he must accept!

"From today onwards, this mechanical body will be your cage." Bai Wujie looked at the three-meter-tall robot, tilted his head, and smiled...

"This is your punishment. In return, welcome to my ranks. You are now the head of the Blue Dream Organization's technology research and development department, and you can mobilize sufficient resources to conduct the experiments you wish. Of course, you must obtain permission from the central computer, and my permission."

"And the achievements you make in the future will give you the opportunity to escape this empty mechanical body... I can even create a perfect 'God of War Body' just for you. Of course, you will need to offer loyalty and ability in return."

Albrecht's body trembled violently, behaving like a human despite being mechanical. He knelt on the ground, and just when Bai Wujie thought he would wail and beg,

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha!"

A strained, drawn-out laugh emanated from his microphone, so joyful, so exhilarating…

"Thank you for your gift, great God-Emperor. This body is the perfect physique I've always dreamed of!"

"No thirst, no pain, no need for sleep, no desires, nothing to hinder my thoughts. A perfect body of steel!"

Looking at Albrecht, who was delighted with his steel cage, Bai Wujie suddenly felt a pang of regret.

After all, it seems that the person who was punished has actually come to like his new body.

He shook his head, but Bai Wujie had no intention of retracting his orders or ideas. He looked at him and said irritably...

"Whatever you want, but your name is too hard to pronounce. From now on, you'll be called... Yabu? Are? Hmm? I'll call you Grid."

Since there was a peerless genius named Tianwang, Bai Wujie named his research and development talent "Grid".

It was as if high hopes were being placed on him, that he could contribute enough surplus value from his hard work.

"God Emperor, the grid is online." He answered coldly and mechanically, kneeling on one knee...

Bai Wujie nodded slightly, slowly opened his hands, and the moment he activated his power, he tore two optically completely "black" "cracks" in front of his palms...

"Well then, it's time for me to enjoy the final dessert."

The pitch-black rift merged in the middle, and Bai Wujie, who had activated his boundless travel ability, disappeared from the spot.

It's time to savor the final meal and end this world's game.

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68. Teclilly!!!

Katagiri Yuzuki's head rolled like a ball to Rentaro's feet.

Sumire Muroto's head spun in the hands of the Spirit Mantis like a basketball.

The biggest similarity between the two is that they both died with their eyes wide open, unable to close them in peace. They were both equally tragic and pitiful.

"Just when they were one step away from the other side of hope, they fell into hell... It's just like Orpheus, who ultimately failed to bring Eurydice out of the underworld."

The Spirit Mantis gently turned the head of the Sumire Muroto in its hand, and said in a teasing, low voice...

"What a pathetic and foolish fellow, who thinks his disloyalty to the emperor can be forgiven. Loyalty that is not absolute is absolute disloyalty."

"asshole!"

With bloodshot eyes, Aihara Enju let out an angry growl, but the Spirit Mantis merely chuckled...

"What? Do you need to yell to show you're angry? What right do you have to be angry here, you traitor?"

"It was the Emperor who gave you new life, and it was the Emperor who gave you the right to live well in this world full of evil."

He gave so much, and the only thing he asked in return was loyalty. And look at you, how have you repaid the Emperor?

"Betrayal, defiance, arrogance! Is this your justice and reason? Come on, tell me, what should the betraying rabbit have done? What should her fate be?"

Lan Yuan Yanzhu remained silent, unable to offer any explanation or offer any explanation at all.

She couldn't, after all, lie through her teeth like those politicians. Everyone in this world has the right to complain and resent the emperor... but she, and a cursed child like her, absolutely has no right.

Bai Wujie was perhaps the most cruel and insane tyrant in human history. His autocracy, cruelty, and tyranny far surpassed that of all other tyrants in history combined.

However, his rule did not give people that "disgusting" feeling.

Because all his actions were so "real".

He would not glorify his rule with any sense of sacredness or orthodoxy; he simply told all the people that his rule was solely due to his strength, that his fists could easily crush them!

Such words, without any attempt to conceal, express the most basic truths of the world.

If you have the biggest fist, you can get everything, even the spot under his butt!

Moreover, those who are his people must never say that they are "suffering".

Because the existence of an emperor would not allow any large-scale "unfairness" to exist. He would not allow unfairness in the ruling and managing class, nor would he allow any behavior that oppresses others in his name!

Because within this country, he only allows himself to do so!

Before the irresistible iron blade descends, what he establishes is an absolutely fair and absolutely sublime heavenly kingdom.

Moreover, the emperor doesn't actually need to exploit the people—to put it bluntly, someone with his magnetic field strength could create out of thin air what ordinary people could get by exploiting them; the people don't even have the capital to be exploited by him.

As for people from other countries and other ethnic groups?