The Undead

"A good person's kindness?"

Death looked at Bai Lang in front of him, then at the Killer Croc and the two Talons behind him.

All three undead looked at Bai Lang as if he were some kind of terrifying monster.

The Killer Croc gently nudged the two Talons next to him:

"Bro, you guys were killed by Batman too, right? I saw how you guys died, it was way worse than mine."

As Ross and Jack, now undead, were horrified, they couldn't help but wonder if Batman was human or ghost.

After all, they both had incredibly potent regeneration abilities, yet Batman had killed them in an instant.

Not even a second to react!

Ross glanced at the jubilant Killer Croc beside him and couldn't help but think to himself.

If only you knew we were here to kill you, I wonder if you'd still be smiling.

But it was meaningless to say that now; they were already dead and had become undead.

It was just that they never expected that this "Batman" in front of them could actually joke around with Death.

Fortunately, Death herself was gentle and respected everything in the world.

She didn't refuse Bai Lang's request and instead asked the undead nearby.

"Is there anyone among you who wants to stay in this world with him?"

"Of course, only one soul can stay."

Her voice was soft and gentle, like a caring older sister from next door.

"Any more would cause chaos."

Bai Lang looked at the sixteen undead. Many of them had light in their eyes, but their expressions became hesitant.

"I have children at home, I want to stay and see my children..."

"My girlfriend is still alive, I want to see her one last time..."

"I'm still young, I want to see more of this world..."

"..."

The sixteen undead gathered and began to discuss who should stay.

"Nicole is only sixteen, she's the youngest among us..."

"Nicole didn't get to properly experience the world before she died, she should stay and fulfill the unfulfilled wishes of all of us..."

"..."

After the discussion, the sixteen undead stood together.

Fifteen of them pushed out the youngest among them.

Bai Lang's gaze shifted to her. The undead was a Caucasian girl.

Her features were delicate. It seemed she had done a lot of dirty work in her life, as her face was covered in dust.

But her development was completely normal, with a great figure, all the curves she should have, and significantly above Bai Lang's perceived average.

"Okay, Nicole Ballard." Death looked at her, her gentle and mature voice sounding again.

"To be clear, I can only give you five years in this world."

"After five years, your soul will begin to dissipate, and you must then go to the Mysterious Realm."

The undead Nicole nodded, looking at the tall, dark figure of Batman before her, her heart filled with trepidation.

"Alright, then you all come with me to the Mysterious Realm." Death stood up and, leading the Killer Croc and the two Talons, walked to the remaining fifteen undead.

"Nicole! Remember to check on my kids for me!"

"Remember to tell my girlfriend she doesn't have to wait for me, and to find a good man to marry!"

"Tell my dad to have another kid!"

"..."

The undead Nicole turned her head, looked at the large group of undead following Death away, and nodded heavily.

Without a ripple, without a light, not even a trace of impact.

Death and the group of undead vanished in the next second, without warning, completely imperceptible.

Bai Lang watched Death and the group of undead disappear, his heart suddenly tightening.

As expected of a conceptual embodiment of the multiverse level.

In the DC universe, there were the single universe, the multiverse, and the omniverse that encompassed everything.

The supreme God who created everything was an omniverse-level powerhouse.

Bai Lang shook his head. He still had an almost endless path to walk to reach the level of conceptual powerhouses like Death.

Rather than thinking about these pointless things, he might as well try out the Death Whisper's ability to enslave undead with this Caucasian undead girl in front of him.

Death Whisper's enslaved undead were actually imprinted with Bai Lang's spirit within the undead souls.

The imprinted undead could be stored within the Higanbana on his wrist and could interfere with reality at any time.

However, interfering with reality consumed a great deal of the undead's soul energy. Souls were mostly composed of magnetic fields, and once consumed without replenishment, they would grow weaker and weaker.

But if Bai Lang reached the Magnetic Field Rotation realm, he could recharge Nicole Ballard's magnetic field.

Nicole Ballard touched the mark on her forehead with her hand. It was a black, five-petaled flower that felt very strange.

"You can stay in the petal on my wrist from now on. I'll complete the matter they entrusted to you together with you."

Bai Lang looked at the undead girl before him and sighed inwardly.

Nicole Ballard nodded, and her soul then entered Bai Lang's wrist.

Bai Lang gazed at the bustling city in the distance and then at the dilapidated old town beneath his feet.

A gust of wind blew, and his figure gradually disappeared.

It was already the second day after the Night of the Owls.

The training grounds near the Park Street police station.

Catwoman Selina clung to Bai Lang like an octopus.

He looked at Catwoman before him with a hint of helplessness on his face.

He had only been doing his usual exercises in the training grounds when Catwoman Selina suddenly burst in.

Upon seeing his bare, muscular upper body, she immediately pounced on him.

Bai Lang's speed and reaction were far superior to hers, but after realizing Selina had no ill intentions, he didn't dodge.

However, once she pounced on him, she clamped onto him tightly, like an octopus.

The strong physique exuding male hormones made Selina's face flush as she hugged the muscular body before her.

Ever since they parted ways last time, images of that night had constantly appeared in her mind.

She even dreamed of being with Bai Lang...

And Bai Lang hadn't contacted her for a long time, so Catwoman Selina came to find him.

Detective Bai Lang's whereabouts were relatively easy to find.

After discovering Bai Lang alone in the training grounds without any surveillance cameras, she jumped through the window and suddenly lunged at him.

Floating beside the two was a phantom image, Nicole Ballard.

She currently had her eyes wide open, curiously watching Bai Lang and Catwoman Selina.

"The story of Batman and Catwoman..."

Seeing her curious gaze, Bai Lang's expression darkened, and he ordered her to stay inside his wrist and not come out.

Catwoman Selina exhaled hot breath and asked in a seductive voice, "Detective, why haven't you contacted me lately?"

"I've been very busy recently, and..."

Before Bai Lang could finish speaking, he was stopped by a finger with distinct knuckles.

"Shh! I don't want to hear your explanation."

Catwoman Selina wrapped her arms around Bai Lang's neck, her gaze fixed on his lips, and she stood on tiptoe...

Her hands firmly cradled the softness within the tight suit. Bai Lang's body remained very honest