Lucifer: Hmph, You Want Me to Work Overtime?

Michael's smile gradually faded as he watched Lin Xu open the Dimension Portal and leave Heaven.

He turned to look at the empty Star Palace, his tone indifferent. "Have you seen enough?"

"Tsk, it's been a long time since I've seen Big Brother so good-tempered." A man in a white suit walked out from the shadows and slowly sat down in the spot where Lin Xu had just been.

"Tsk, naturally versatile, no wonder the old man values him so much."

"Hahaha, Samael, what's gotten into you? You never used to call me 'big brother,' after all, I was only born a little earlier than you." (Samael: Lucifer's real name)

Lucifer leaned back, looked up at Michael, and said with a smile, "It's just a natural birth. If it were like the human world now, where twins are delivered by C-section, I might be the eldest."

"Alright, enough nonsense. We've descended in our true forms precisely to see him, right? What do you think?"

"No, the karma on my shoulders is too great; Father, you'll probably have wasted your time."

How so?

Have you ever been to that world?

Michael shook his head. "No..."

Lucifer suddenly laughed, "I've been there. There are too many old coins there. I have a feeling Father might get ripped off."

"How dare you laugh?" Michael kicked Lucifer in annoyance.

"When Father bestowed upon me the Power of Creation and upon you the Power to Turn Falsehood into Reality, He intended for us to take over the entire Multiverse. But you, instead, fell into depravity, causing Father's plans to vanish. Otherwise, He wouldn't have needed to snatch people from the outside world..."

"When taking over the entire multicultural society, is freedom more important?"

Lucifer laughed nonchalantly, "To be honest, I regret not killing you back then. If I had killed you, the old man's plan would have completely failed, and I wouldn't have had to make that bet with Him, which has left me with no freedom at all."

"Then why don't we try it now?" With that, Michael suddenly stood up, a longsword appearing in his hand, pointed directly at Lucifer.

Seeing this, Lucifer shuddered, turned around and left. "Damn it, if you're so capable, go fight outside of Heaven!"

"Hmph, Samael, prepare to die!"

After returning to the human world, Lin Xu felt somewhat melancholy.

He used to be 99.99% skeptical, but now he's certain that it was God, that old coin, who brought him here.

This is a bit tricky.

"Tsk, I don't know what you see in me, ma'am. Can't I change it?"

Bang~

"Boss, uh..."

It was already 10 a. m. in Los Angeles. Constantine, who had been waiting for a long time without seeing Lin Xu come out, had knocked on the door more than ten minutes ago without any response and was worried that something had happened.

After finally managing to mentally prepare herself for ten minutes, she never expected that upon opening the door, she would see Lin Xu wrapped in Crimson Cloak.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a Venus statue cosplayed before?"

"Uh... a few more angels have come to turn themselves in outside, cough cough."

"I know, get lost~"

"Hmm~ Pfft..."

After Constantine left, Lin Xu took a deep breath.

Hmph, you're mocking me, aren't you? Kid, wait till I get my hands on you.

Lin Xu casually tossed the Crimson Cloak onto the bed, then took out his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade and lightly stomped it on the ground. Instantly, a silver-red armor in the Asgard style appeared on his body.

With another stomp, the armor shed, transforming into a suit.

I hope this thing won't burst. By the way, who designed Hulk's bitter tea? That thing is definitely cutting-edge technology. I must find a chance to make a suit out of that stuff.

Wait, something feels off...

Smallville, Kansas.

Tony and Bruce sat facing each other, while Clark moved a small stool and sat quietly to the side.

"Bruce, why do you think there are good people and bad people?"

"Because of... innate nature?"

"Wrong, because of the environment." As he spoke, Tony glanced at Clark beside him, who was a perfect example.

Fortunately, the Kents found the child; otherwise, he might have ended up in Gotham or somewhere else.

He couldn't even imagine what that scene would look like.

Actually, the same applies to Bruce Wayne.

Thomas Wayne, the former head of Wayne Enterprises, was always involved in charity and public welfare, and whether he was faking it or not, he left a deep impression on young Bruce.

Besides, look at Mr. Freeze and Two-Face. Before they became villains, they were actually pretty good people, but they were ultimately changed by their environment.

If Mr. Freeze were in a relatively dark place, how could he, with his skills, not even be able to afford the electricity bill for his wife's freezer? (This excludes the entire United States.)

The same applies to Two-Face.

"Bruce, the environment has a great influence on a person, so if you want to change a person, you must first change the environment around them."

"How to change things? Repair schools, repair hospitals..." Bruce's voice trailed off, because these were things Thomas Wayne had done before, and clearly, his father hadn't succeeded.

"Ha, you build schools, but does that mean they can afford to go to school? You build hospitals, but does that mean they can afford medical treatment? It's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

"Then what should I do?"

Tony pulled a cardboard box from behind him and handed it to Bruce: "This is what your company manufactures. I see most of the factory addresses are in Texas and California. Can you tell me why?"

"Local policies and human resources."

"If we move the factory to the area around Gotham, how much will the costs increase?"

"At least 20%."

"Then let's raise the price!"

"Huh?" Bruce's eyes widened instantly. Weren't we talking about improving people's livelihoods? How come we've gone against that and suddenly prices have gone up?

"I didn't say everything should go up in price. You only need to raise the prices of high-end products, since those things aren't sold to the lower classes."

Tony then gave a knowing smile, "If costs increase by 20%, you can raise prices by 30%. You already have a monopoly, so what are you afraid of? Use the extra money for training and transform Gotham from a port city into an industrial city."

Isn't the whole world moving towards deindustrialization right now?

"Screw industrialization! Will deindustrialization feed the poor? Will deindustrialization eliminate homelessness? Your most important task right now is to find a stable income for Gotham's unstable underprivileged population. Do you understand what I mean?"

Bruce finally realized. "I understand. Only when their income is stable will they stop having wild ideas and stop trying to create illegal income."

"Yes, but there's one thing you need to pay special attention to: the workers' wages can't be too high."

"Why?"

"Are you stupid? If salaries are higher, won't other middle-income earners in Gotham compete for jobs?"

"I see."

"Oh, and also, we should build a few more schools and hospitals near the factory, and give priority to the children of employees. Only when their descendants have access to basic education can we truly change the current situation."

Is tuition free?

"No, tuition fees will be lowered, but the educational level shouldn't be too high. Only one top-performing class will be reserved for intensive training; otherwise, the middle-level staff will still be vying for them."

Bruce's eyes lit up as he listened. He used to only think about what was best, but he never thought about how to prevent people from stealing his food.

"Also, I've heard Gotham has a lot of talented people. Maybe you could open a Star... cough cough, WayneTech Expo in Gotham, so those talented people who don't have the connections can freely showcase their abilities."

"Besides..."

Two hours later, Tony looked at the dumbfounded Bruce with a smug expression.

Hmph, you master's student, you're dumbfounded now, aren't you? I have two doctoral degrees, although these aren't really related to the fields I studied.

My sister's second pregnancy was twins, delivered via C-section. The second baby weighed 4.4 pounds and the third 4.8 pounds. If she had had a vaginal delivery, the twins would have been reversed.