I'm a magnetic field madman

Bai Wujie paused, then used a very apt analogy…

Just as Qingfeng's ancestors had predicted, the ultimate result of disturbing the planet's magnetic field was that the planet's magnetic field would be completely disordered, followed by the planet's disintegration, and then with a "bang," it would turn into fireworks.

Bai Wunan's face darkened, because he was a firsthand witness to the planetary disorder.

The explosion of Mercury was caused by the already unstable and disturbed magnetic field of the planet... and the arrival of 200 million lives directly disrupted the fragile magnetic field balance of Mercury!

However, the case of Mercury is an extremely rare and isolated one. It is entirely due to the fact that the first ancestral battle disrupted the stability of the solar system's magnetic field, and this was followed by years of disturbances to the magnetic field environment.

"Yes, the world won't explode just because of our meddling," Bai Wujie continued cheerfully.

“But every time you use more than half a million horsepower, you are forcibly adjusting the planet’s magnetic field to resonate with you… And as I said, this fragile Earth is not as resilient as our home planet.”

"You aroused her body, so she'll slap you hard! Of course, it won't land on your face, but on her own body!"

Undoubtedly, this once-in-a-century mega-earthquake was caused by magnetic field disturbances!

Bai Wujie's expression grew increasingly grim. It was already incredibly difficult to divide his attention and resources to protect the world, but who knew that such a messed-up thing would happen!

"To any other world, not even our homeland, we magnetic field powerhouses are nothing but a bunch of troublesome stinking shit."

Bai Wujie said frankly and cheerfully that he had long recognized this point, but he was not as sentimental as Wu Nan.

So what if the world hates me? Screw your favor and concern! I am the rule, I am the reason, and I will do whatever I want!

The joy of a madman is nothing more than this: the feeling of wantonly trampling on the rules and the rules being powerless against him—it's fucking awesome!

"And next, I'll be throwing some even more interesting experimental weapons here." Bai Wujie chuckled merrily, a hint of wickedness in his eyes...

"Just like this Demon Knight, after all, we just acquired a very useful biological weapons manufacturing expert."

"What the hell do you think life is?!" Wu Nan roared.

"Resources, items, numbers—they're neither my subjects, nor even people from my world. Why should I care?" Bai Wujie said casually.

“My love is not as vast as yours, Boundless Martial God. For my people, for the world that belongs to me, I will not hesitate to take action against those who do not submit to me.”

"As the invading party, we are inherently evil and wicked. We will not use any nonsensical or high-sounding excuses of justice, therefore, our evil will not hesitate in the slightest!"

He acts on impulse and desires without any scruples about his actions and methods for his own benefit and purpose—such a high-and-mighty and ruthless demeanor is something even Bai Wunan rarely encounters in such an extreme madman!

"You bastard, you're not even human anymore!"

"Hahaha, say whatever you want, Boundless Martial God. The angrier you are, the more I look forward to a real battle with you."

"Enough, Wu Nan, you don't need to say anything more to this kind of person!"

The thousand-army, having painstakingly constructed a physical body, stopped the enraged warrior, and coldly looked at the Demon Knight gradually collapsing before him...

"No matter who you are, what you've done, or what your motives are! I, Bai Qianjun, will kill you!"

"Excellent! Such fighting spirit, such killing intent!" Bai Wujie laughed wildly, his joy radiating out without any concealment, even through this collapsing vessel!

"This villain role is so much fun, hehehe!"

Click...

With a crisp sound, the demon knight's body shattered and dispersed like frozen steel...

Only then did Fujimaru Ritsuka and her group, who had been waiting outside, finally rush back.

They returned with terrible news.

The imaginary space travel device carrying the planar moon was destroyed by unknown individuals, and they are now unable to leave this world!

There's nothing to say, nothing to say at all.

Once the war has begun, it can only end when one side is completely defeated.

92. Strongest Magnetic Fields in Human Eyes

Lorraine Parish, France

As one of the very few regions in France that was never hit by nuclear weapons, this area of ​​the Paris Basin is now the most populous and densely populated region in all of France.

Of course, it can no longer be called France.

This place should be called the Lorraine Diocese of the earthly kingdom of God.

As the Son of God was crowned in Rome and began to truly radiate his power throughout Europe, France was the region that resisted the most fiercely.

Because they retained their integrity even during that earth-shattering nuclear war...

The French government, possessing four-figure nuclear weapons, was not yet the France of later generations, riddled with holes and corrupted by elements such as nationalism and political correctness.

They did not believe they should belong to the command of a holy son who appeared out of nowhere, and they believed that the people of France were free, great, and should not be enslaved by religion!

then……

This was also the region in Europe that fell to the enemy the fastest.

On that day, the Son of God descended upon Paris, but he did nothing... and it is said that he only stayed in the air for a short while before departing.

And after that day, Paris was engulfed in flames.

No one knew what had happened, and no one dared to explore the secret. The surviving people were forced to join the earthly divine kingdom, just like the other nations—

Whether they harbored hatred or something else, soon after joining the Kingdom of God, none of the people resisted anymore.

It's hard to believe that this holy son didn't resort to some despicable brainwashing methods!

It wasn't that no one wanted to uncover the secrets, but unfortunately, the surviving countries were all facing encirclement and slaughter by the three major powers, and soon no one had the mind to explore the source of these secrets.

However, once the power dynamics stabilize and there is no land on Earth that will not be divided up by the three major powers, there is no doubt that a new struggle for supremacy and competition is about to begin!

In this new era of warfare, soldiers and national strength will no longer be the primary factors, or even be considered at all.

The strength and rule of the three countries were determined only by the three "emperors" who ruled them.

Bai Jingtian, Bai Chou, and Jesus Christ—compared to the weapons and soldiers of the old era, and even more so to the so-called national strength… The outcome of the wars in the new era will be entirely in the hands of these three rulers.

It's ridiculous, absurd, but completely unfunny.

When the fate of a nation, or even the world, is entirely determined not by the people living on it, but by these extremely powerful individuals, it is a hellish joke in itself.

If you can no longer decide the fate of the world, if you are not qualified to participate, and if you have no ability to change it, then what right do you have to ask for rights?

No pain, no gain; no sacrifice, no rights; the nation is a collective of its people… but when the people are unable to contribute even the slightest to the survival of the nation—

The people have been reduced to nothing more than pigs and dogs kept by the top echelons.

Such a statement may seem a bit extreme, but that is the bad fact.

When the factors that determine violence are completely free from dependence on the lower classes... and even when the existence of the top classes does not need to rely on the lower classes for productivity, then such exaggerated class differentiation will lead to another extreme.

That is the separation of species.

A proletarian cannot regard a proletarian as one of his own... because he is of no benefit to you, of no value to you, of no threat to you, and his existence is no different to you than the dust on the ground.

Even if all the elders look alike, wear the same clothes, and speak the same words—

You're nothing more than a pig or dog that looks like him in his eyes.

Kiritsugu Emiya hadn't read many books. He didn't understand those ideologies, those complex classes and strategies, and he didn't understand much of the books that embodied the wisdom of his predecessors.

However, this did not prevent him from deeply understanding what the existence of a strong magnetic field expert meant compared to an ordinary person while he was by Bai Jingtian's side.

Bai Jingtian was a very good ruler, and Emiya Kiritsugu saw too many good qualities in him.

Decisive, wise, powerful, intelligent, compassionate, yet stern.

The Soviet system, which had been severely corrupted by bureaucracy and was inefficient and rife with corruption, was quickly reformed under his strong leadership...

Under his strong intervention, the system not only operated much faster, but even the serious corruption problems within it were curbed to the greatest extent possible!

He's like a ruthless government machine; no matter how complex the problem, he can decisively provide a good answer...

As it is a near-perfect monitoring mechanism, there is no possibility that Bai Jingtian could be deceived.

He was ruthless and merciless; anyone who broke the rules, no matter how meritorious, would be slaughtered like a pig or a dog.

Conversely, his policies were also lenient and compassionate to most people.

Anyone who tries to disrupt him by over-executing his orders will be fired or punished... because he, who can read minds at will, will not allow any such factors to exist!

He has almost perfectly solved the problem of bureaucracy, which is rooted in the blood and genes of human society and has existed since the end of feudal society. Bai Jingtian is just as he himself said...

Having strived to become the emperor of the Heavenly Kingdom, he was undoubtedly a qualified emperor!

Philosopher King—this was the only word in Kiritsugu Emiya's limited vocabulary that could describe Bai Jingtian.

However, the more Bai Jingtian acted this way, the more afraid Emiya Kiritsugu became.

There is no doubt that absolute power corrupts absolutely.

Bai Jingtian's current perfect performance is entirely based on his personal morality, but what if one day he no longer wants to do so...

His perfect rule is unshakeable, and conversely, his cruel sadism is unstoppable.

In fact, speaking like that is extremely ungrateful... Emiya Kiritsugu would not take any countermeasures against Bai Jingtian because of this, after all, he is not that Bat Lord.

He neither had that intention nor that ability.

However, after getting to know Bai Jingtian better, especially after seeing his power grow to a new level, Kiritsugu Emiya became more certain of his thoughts.

A monarch with immense power is not frightening... but what is frightening is when this monarch no longer relies on the people below him.

Only those with immense power who cannot be considered ultimate producers, even if they can plunder at will, are nothing more than unresistable bandits.

Nature is full of similar concepts, and the relationship between producers and consumers is a prime example. Even if someone is powerful enough to resist, being "plundered" is itself a manifestation of their value.

Those with strong magnetic fields are like that; they possess not only terrifying and astonishing power...

Their most terrifying aspect is that they no longer need any people to expand productivity.

They are a perfect production unit in themselves; they can try to manufacture anything they need out of thin air.

If that's the case, then what is the significance of the people's existence for them?

The people have no value to them anymore. They can produce whatever they want themselves. What meaning do the people have for them?

Or, can ordinary people and those with strong magnetic fields be considered the same kind of organism?

Kiritsugu Emiya knew the answer perfectly well, because he could tell just from the magicians he had dealt with—

Those who aren't strong enough don't even consider themselves human, let alone those with strong magnetic fields?

Yes, the power of magnetic fields is fair. It doesn't discriminate based on gender, age, or social status. As long as you have the ability to cultivate that power, you can strive for it.

But this never erased class distinctions; it merely divided the world into two extreme groups—ordinary people who have almost no value, and those with a strong magnetic field who can do whatever they want.

Tragic, the only answer Kiritsugu Emiya arrived at from his own reflections was tragedy.

Because whether the world is ruled by Bei Bai Jingtian or by someone else, the final outcome will probably be the same.

But what can Kiritsugu Emiya do? He may not be able to change the inevitable course of events, but he still hopes that the future world will be kinder to ordinary people.

Therefore, he must do everything he can to make Bai Jingtian the real victor, and he absolutely cannot just sit back and reap the benefits!

No one deserves a reward without giving, and no one gets their due rights without making sacrifices!

He, Emiya Kiritsugu, was willing to sacrifice what he could and do what he could, just to show Bai Jingtian the "value" of an ordinary person!

"Amya, here is your ration for today."

As the dimly lit door was gently pushed open, light shone through, dispelling the gloom. In the center of the room, a blond middle-aged man knelt before a cross statue, praying devoutly.

A blonde girl dressed in a black and white nun's robe and wearing a green crown of thorns on her head brought out a plate of food: bread, water, a few pieces of cheese and bacon—a simple, even abusive, diet.

But this kind of talk can only be compared to before the war... In today's world, being able to eat this kind of food every day is enough to make one happy.

At least this man named Amya had no right to complain. He put down his scriptures and went to the table, eating in silence while softly asking the nun…

"Sister Leticia, when can I be baptized?"

Filled with longing, anticipation, and hesitation, Sister Leticia smiled as she looked towards Amya's seeking light...

“Don’t worry, Amy. You have already proven with your actions that you have the potential to become a noble member of our church. You are not afraid of suffering or sacrifice, and you will surely become a devout believer in the Lord.”

"I hope so," Amya said with a sorrowful expression.

He was a refugee from Georgia who had been stranded in Europe due to war and turmoil. His wife and daughters had died during the long journey, and after suffering countless hardships and torments, he finally arrived in France.

Only here will the monks of the earthly divine kingdom unconditionally provide them with food and lodging.

However, the condition is that one must pray devoutly to the Son of God for three hours every day.