Magnetic Field Rotation!

The cells in Bai Lang's body were also in a state of excitement, stirred by his good mood and some kind of special change.

Strands of golden-red electricity gathered into a single point.

Then thrust forward with force...

About four hours later, Bai Lang sat on a stool nearby, his robust physique resembling a statue from ancient Greece.

Catwoman Selina lay sprawled on the newly replaced black silicone mat, her chest rising and falling heavily.

Her eyes were unfocused, as if she were still reliving what had just happened, unable to forget it even after all this time.

Taking advantage of his cells' heightened state, Bai Lang closed his eyes and let his mind sink between them.

Then his cells began rubbing together with all their might!

Golden electricity sprang from the cells and surged wildly along a specific circuit.

[Current Propulsion: 324,000 volts] → [Current Propulsion: 330,000 volts]

In just a few hours, the electricity in Bai Lang's body had increased by a full 6,000 volts.

The rate was terrifying, but his heightened state gradually faded. A few hours later, his cells returned to their original state.

Bai Lang opened his eyes. Catwoman Selina had already left at some point.

Ryan, Susan, and the others had also stopped by the training ground while he was there, practicing their physical fitness and shooting skills.

The several dark bullet holes in the targets in the distance were proof.

He felt that his entire body was in peak condition.

Bai Lang summoned the Blue Panel in his mind.

[Name: Bai Lang]

[Lifespan: 23/120]

[Abilities: Level 1 Firearms Mastery (71%), Level 2 Power Control (25%), Current Propulsion: 330,000/500,000 volts (Higher Ability: Magnetic Field Rotation), Death Whisper (possesses part of Death Authority; can see, speak to, and enslave the dead, and enter the spirit world)]

[Ability Points: 54 (earned by influencing the world)]

[Spend 50 Ability Points to draw another ability or unlock a feature]

His Ability Points had now reached a staggering 54.

"It's time..."

Bai Lang carefully calculated.

He had enough Ability Points to break through the 500,000-volt limit of Current Propulsion and enter the realm of Magnetic Field Rotation.

Then he could be considered a true magnetic-field powerhouse, giving him at least some hope of facing the coming crises on Earth.

With a thought, Bai Lang poured all his Ability Points into his Current Propulsion ability.

340,000 volts.

370,000 volts.

390,000 volts.

430,000 volts.

The currents in Bai Lang's body intertwined, intensely stimulating his cells as they rubbed together.

The cells' already rapid friction climbed to an even higher level.

One cell membrane after another ruptured from the friction.

Countless cells died in an instant, but countless new ones immediately joined them.

The forces of life and death coursed through Bai Lang.

An ordinary person needed seven years to replace every cell in their body.

But in every second of Bai Lang's life, the cells throughout his body were constantly being replaced.

The new cells gradually adapted to the friction speed beyond their limits.

The electricity in his body grew purer and purer.

440,000 volts.

470,000 volts.

500,000 volts.

At 500,000 volts, Bai Lang seemed to be bathed in golden electricity from head to toe.

Electricity flowed through every gap between his cells.

As his cells rubbed together beyond their limits, the golden current gradually transformed into a pure force.

Bai Lang began to sense an inexplicable power suddenly appear around him.

This was an ability of a higher level than Current Propulsion.

Magnetic Field Rotation!

He had achieved it!

Magnetic Field Rotation: 1,000 horsepower!

This power began at 1,000 horsepower and continued to rise as his cells rubbed together.

Magnetic Field Rotation: 1,000 horsepower... 5,000 horsepower... 10,000 horsepower!

[Ability Points: 54] → [Ability Points: 0]

[Current Propulsion: 330,000 volts] → [Magnetic Field Rotation: 10,000 horsepower]

Golden magnetic-field power pulsed around Bai Lang's body. Under the influence of this terrifying force, his aura began to surge violently.

Feeling the vast power in his body, far beyond anything he had known before, Bai Lang clenched his fist.

This power was several times greater than what he'd possessed before.

If he used electricity now, even a casual strike would unleash a terrifying current far beyond 500,000 volts—possibly even exceeding a million volts.

And with the power of 10,000 horsepower of Magnetic Field Rotation reinforcing Bai Lang's body, the results would be even more terrifying!

Based on the conversion rate within the 10,000-horsepower range, each horsepower increased his strength by 75 kilograms, or 0.075 tons.

If Bai Lang reinforced his body with all 10,000 horsepower of Magnetic Field Rotation, his strength would reach a staggering 750 tons. It was an astonishing figure!

But beyond 50,000 horsepower, every additional horsepower brought an immense increase in strength, growing exponentially.

Previously, while Bai Lang was in the realm of Current Propulsion, the boost from more than 300,000 volts had let him deliver a maximum punch of only 70 tons.

Now his power had evolved, and the immense strength he'd gained surpassed his former limits. His strength had increased tenfold.

But he could only throw two punches with such terrifying force.

After the second punch, the magnetic-field power in his body would be exhausted. He would be able to muster only 8,000 horsepower and would need to rub his cells together rapidly to recover.

Or, after reaching a higher level, he could absorb the life force of plants and the blood of animals to replenish his depleted power.

It all depended on his Strength Flow.

Strength Flow could be thought of as a mana bar. The higher the flow, the more high-horsepower attacks he could unleash.

At the moment, Bai Lang's Strength Flow was very low, so he could unleash only two attacks at 10,000 horsepower.

Even so, Bai Lang still felt immensely powerful, as if he could punch a building to pieces.

He understood that this was a sense of inflated power brought on by such a dramatic increase in strength.

He still needed time to get used to this terrifying power.

A small blue leather notebook.

A hand, calloused and wrinkled, red from the cold, held a pen and scratched across the page:

I was born in a small village near Metropolis. I'm one of America's lower-class citizens.

I have a son named Mike.

On his seventeenth birthday, he told me he was going to Gotham City to make something of himself.

That was seven years ago.

This year, I feel I might not make it through the winter.

People are like machines. After a certain amount of time, their parts start to break down.

I bought a ticket from Metropolis to Gotham City, brought my farewell letter, and took along the keepsake my father had left me.

I'm going to find him.

When I got off the train, I realized my phone was missing.

In fact, my wallet was gone too.

I found a phone booth and dropped in the only coin I had.

I dialed the number he'd left me.

But the woman's voice on the other end told me the number was disconnected.

I was at a loss.

With nowhere to go, I hid in the station.

The weather here is truly awful. The rain at night is bitterly cold.

I think I've run into a strange man.

He's wearing a black Bat Suit.

He looks nearly two meters tall and is very muscular.

I thought my son Mike must be about the same age as this young man.