Death

Seeing that she had started to answer proactively, Bai Lang felt reassured. It seemed his speech had been somewhat effective.

He shook his head and said, "After going to college, some of them have countless paths planned out by their parents;

while others have to break their heads before they can find a tattered, muddy road."

"But even then, after graduation, they follow the paths of their predecessors and peers, finding jobs, getting married, having children..."

"Then, just like their parents, they push their own children... repeating the cycle, passing it down."

"Whose dream was it to be born to go to college, make big money, buy a house, get married, and have kids?"

"Manipulated by their parents, their dreams were crushed, and they became the most unreal versions of themselves."

"As for why they do this, it's just like what you said, 'everyone does it.'"

"Their parents do it, their peers do it, so they become like this..."

Bai Lang paused, then finally said, "Harley, what I'm trying to say is, if everyone else is doing it, are you just going to go with the flow?"

"Instead of hiding your true self, why not unleash your natural instincts?"

Harley's mouth hung open, and she tilted her head, looking at him with a strange glint in her eyes, as if pondering something.

"I know you did a lot of things with the Joker before, but that was only because you thought you were in love with him."

"But in reality, the Joker never loved you; he always loved Batman."

"You pretend to be happy every day, suppressing yourself. It's better to try being your true self."

"After all, whether you spend a day happily or unhappily, the time will pass anyway."

Harley's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the look in her eyes shifted from madness to a hint of hesitation.

"Maybe you're right, but I have to leave now, Officer."

Harley said suddenly after a moment of silence.

"You're not going to do anything to a frail and helpless little girl, are you?" she asked, feigning helplessness.

"I'm a good person," Bai Lang replied, though his body's reaction was somewhat out of place.

"That's what bad guys always say, Officer."

Harley stuck out her tongue and replied playfully.

She casually picked up the baseball bat by her side, then swayed as she walked up to Bai Lang.

"But I believe you, you're a good person."

With that, she quickly leaned in and kissed him.

[Ability Points +2]

A light blue notification box appeared before Bai Lang.

With Bai Lang's reaction speed, he could naturally have dodged, but seeing that Harley had no malicious intent, he let her do it.

Then, Harley, carrying the baseball bat, swayed away.

Bai Lang watched her retreating figure, recalling Harley's actions and the ability points he had gained.

"I didn't expect it could be like this..."

He increasingly felt that changing these people brought far greater ability points than killing.

"Oh right, my ability points seem to have broken 50."

He brought up the blue panel.

[Name: Bai Lang]
[Lifespan: 23/120]
[Abilities: Level 1 Firearms Mastery (71%), Level 1 Power Control (85%), Current Propulsion 204,000 Volts/500,000 Volts (Advanced Ability: Magnetic Field Rotation)]
[Ability Points: 52 (Gained by influencing the world)]
[Can spend 50 Ability Points to draw other abilities, or unlock a function]

"With my current cultivation speed, it will take about one to two months to reach Magnetic Field Rotation.

But can this ability draw an ability on the same level as Magnetic Field Rotation?"

Bai Lang looked at the blue panel, curious about drawing other abilities.

"I earned over fifty ability points yesterday anyway, so I can try it out."

No sooner had he thought it than he imagined his finger tapping the draw button.

Almost instantly, a large roulette wheel appeared before him.

[Ability Points: 52] → [Ability Points: 2]

All 50 ability points were deducted, and the roulette wheel began to spin.

"Martial arts aren't registered by the blue panel, so I probably can't draw them..." Bai Lang muttered, looking at the roulette wheel.

"It would be even better if a superpower that complements Magnetic Field Rotation appeared..."

As he murmured, the turntable slowly stopped on a white area.

[Acquired Ability—Death Whisper]

[Description: Possesses a portion of Death's authority, can see the undead, converse with the undead, enslave the undead, and enter the spirit realm]

Almost instantly, Bai Lang felt as if the world before his eyes had changed.

He quickly rolled up his sleeves, and a black, five-petaled flower pattern appeared on his wrist.

"Higanbana..."

The moment he saw the floral pattern, Bai Lang knew its name and function.

This was the dwelling place of enslaved undead, and the source of the Death Whisper ability.

Spirits appeared when people were about to die. If he could converse with and enslave the undead, and even form an undead army in the future, then changing Gotham would be quite feasible.

However, it seemed that the DC Universe had a concept of Death that was personified...

"Looks like you're the new kid on the block."

A pleasant, mature female voice suddenly echoed in the room.

Hearing this voice, Bai Lang's hair stood on end, and he instantly became alert.

A sense of dread filled his heart.

He hadn't noticed anyone appear beside him at all, and the various enhancements from Current Propulsion seemed to have failed!

His gaze swept across the room.

The television that had been playing, the hands of the clock still ticking, all seemed frozen in place.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the voice again, Bai Lang immediately turned towards the source of the sound.

He saw a woman holding a black umbrella standing there, looking at him.

To be precise, she was looking at the Higanbana on his wrist.

Bai Lang looked at the woman. She wore a deep black camisole and black tight pants that outlined her attractive curves.

The woman's face was as pale as snow, her hair and lips a deep black.

Her eyes were like bottomless lakes, seeing through all life and death in the world.

Below her right eye was a black symbol resembling the Eye of Horus.

"How long are you going to stare, little brother?" the woman spoke again, addressing Bai Lang.

Bai Lang finally snapped back to reality, looking at the woman standing before him, his heart trembling.

He hadn't expected this person... this god... to come.

A conceptual god whom one could see at the moment of birth and death—Death.

The ultimate concept of Death in the DC Universe, and the second eldest of the Endless Family.

Although she was the second eldest, she was likely the strongest of the Endless Family.

The end of all things, Death was waiting there before the first life was born.

When all cosmic creations ended, Death would close the world and leave.

It could be said that, within the DC Universe, Death was the strongest, aside from the Supreme God, God, and Lucifer.

Wait... one could only see Death at the moment of birth and death.

Could he see her now because of the ability he had just acquired?

"Sorry, I got a little lost in thought," Bai Lang apologized.

"It's alright, I'm your sister. We're siblings of the same origin. Look all you want. After all, this is just an avatar."

Death sat down on a chair and said to Bai Lang.

"It's just that your birth was somewhat unexpected by Big Brother. Big Brother Destiny said that your transformation was not recorded in the Book of Destiny."

"Moreover, when this life was born, I saw him. His soul had already vanished, replaced by yours."

In front of these conceptual gods, apart from Bai Lang's awakened blue interface, he had no secrets at all.

"And within your soul, besides a trace of the concept of Death..."

Death seemed to see something and paused.

She continued, "There seems to be something strange."

Bai Lang naturally knew who Death's "Big Brother" was: Destiny.

But there was something strange in his soul?

Could it be the blue interface?

Or something else entirely?