A Great Harvest (Seeking Collection! Seeking Follow-up Reading!)

The next day, major newspapers in Gotham all reported a bombshell.

[Real Footage of Batman Massacring Gangsters! Knight of Justice or Bloodthirsty Executioner?]

Several blurry photos were attached below.

They were from last night, showing Bai Lang, dressed in the Batman suit, resisting Bane's subordinates' gunfire.

And within the abandoned factory complex, flesh and blood flew, with one shattered corpse after another lying strewn across the ground.

Wayne Manor.

Bruce Wayne was meticulously analyzing the clues left behind by the Joker.

He frowned, the screen in front of him displaying a map of the entire Gotham City, with several locations circled in red.

All of them were places related to the Joker's previous criminal activities.

Just as he was agonizing over this, his butler, Alfred, brought him the day's newspapers.

"Thank you, Alfred." Bruce Wayne took the newspaper, placing the breakfast butler Alfred had brought onto the table.

He picked up his cup, preparing to drink his milk while also checking if anything significant had happened yesterday.

However, the moment the milk entered his mouth, the news that met his eyes instantly made him spray the milk back out.

What the hell?!

Bruce Wayne stared at the report in the newspaper with utter astonishment.

[Real Footage of Batman Massacring Gangsters! Knight of Justice or Bloodthirsty Executioner?]

The photos above showed dense corpses lying in the abandoned factory building.

A rough estimate put the number at over a hundred, definitely qualifying as a major case.

Wait! I killed these people?!

Bruce Wayne's pupils widened in shock. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as he looked at one of the pictures.

In the picture lay a gaunt man. The man wore a gas mask that looked like it had been smashed by someone, and he was dressed in a black, form-fitting suit with a sunken chest.

It was none other than a supervillain he was familiar with—Bane!

Judging by the appearance, Bane... was dead?

Bruce continued to read. The report stated that this gang was the mastermind behind the police station bombing.

Batman had annihilated Bane's entire gang last night and killed Bane himself to avenge the fallen police officers.

What's going on?

I was chasing the Joker yesterday, when did I go after Bane?

Not to mention killing over a hundred people.

"Could it be him?" He recalled the fake Batman who had massacred the Red Rose Bar a few days ago.

The other person wore the Batman costume and was slaughtering people indiscriminately. This greatly conflicted with his own principle of not killing.

"Regardless, he is a bloodthirsty executioner." Bruce murmured, looking at the muscular black figure on the newspaper.

He didn't know if the person was a fan of Batman, but it was clear that this person's methods needed to be corrected.

Killing wouldn't lower Gotham's crime rate, nor would it make Gotham flourish.

"I need to find him and stop him!"

Bai Lang arranged the remaining members of Bane's gang in an arcade and a restaurant.

This arcade was on the verge of bankruptcy, so Bai Lang took it over for only three thousand dollars.

He then arranged for some people to manage the arcade, and the same for the restaurant next door.

Fortunately, his original body still had over ten thousand dollars in savings, which he could spend.

After arranging Mick and the others' affairs, Bai Lang returned home to rest.

[Ability Points +3]

[Ability Points +5]

[Ability Points +10]

Bai Lang opened his eyes. A series of prompts indicating the acquisition of Ability Points appeared before him.

He brought up the blue panel, and his current information was immediately displayed.

[Name: Bai Lang] [Lifespan: 23/120] [Abilities: Level 1 Firearms Mastery (71%), Level 1 Combat Mastery (74%), Current Propulsion 62,000 Volts/500,000 Volts (Advanced Ability: Magnetic Field Rotation)] [Ability Points: 23 (gained by impacting the world)] [Can spend 50 Ability Points to draw other abilities or unlock a function]

He had killed Bane last night and gained 5 Ability Points, but why did he gain so many more after waking up?

He walked to the door and took the newspaper out of the mailbox.

"No wonder... Batman slaughters gangsters..."

The newspaper had guessed most of what he did yesterday, with several pixelated pictures accompanying the article.

Bai Lang naturally knew where his Ability Points came from.

Now, he was afraid the criminals of all of Gotham knew Batman had broken his no-kill rule and become a bloodthirsty executioner.

Of course, this Batman wasn't Bruce Wayne, but him, the fake Batman, Bai Lang.

Perhaps those gangsters were also investigating this matter...

Bai Lang shook his head, put down the newspaper, and after finishing breakfast, began allocating his gained Ability Points.

"Combat Mastery is closely related to my understanding of the essence of Current Propulsion, the application of techniques, and the efficiency of using electricity."

In his opinion, his Combat Mastery wasn't just literal; it included something deeper.

Perhaps it could be called the complete realm of a magnetic field powerhouse.

The complete realm was a state of profound understanding of the mysteries of a superpower and how to use it most effectively.

Those who truly grasped this realm could defeat someone ten times stronger than them with less power, provided that person didn't understand this realm.

Simply put, this was the technical skill level of using power.

The complete realm was an advanced application of power and techniques, the highest realm of combat.

One could see the enemy's "weakest point" and kill them with their own "strongest."

Some had even defeated Experts with Magnetic Field Rotation of 800,000 horsepower using Current Propulsion!

And this was what Bai Lang lacked.

Currently, he only knew how to instinctively stimulate his entire body's muscles with Current Propulsion and release electricity externally.

He was still extremely superficial in how to skillfully wield the strength within him, like a blind man touching an elephant.

So, he decided to use 3 Ability Points to upgrade [Combat Mastery Level 1], and all the remaining 20 points to go all-in on Current Propulsion.

He still couldn't withstand bullets, which made Bai Lang feel very insecure.

Just last night, if there hadn't been a car in that warehouse that could block bullets, he would have been forced to scramble for cover under Splinter's machine-gun fire, and might have even lost his life.

Improving Current Propulsion was the top priority!

As his Ability Points gradually decreased, countless memories of him practicing various martial arts flashed through Bai Lang's mind.

[Combat Mastery Level 1 74%] → [Combat Mastery Level 2 4%]

Hundreds of martial arts in the world were integrated by him, and he also attempted to apply Current Propulsion within them.

He had initially just crudely shot out the electricity within his body, but after upgrading Combat Mastery, he found that his control over his internal power had increased slightly.

This electricity could also float out of his body and attach to various parts of him.

He could even forge weapons later, embedding the electricity within them, much like Thor's Mjolnir next door.

As his Ability Points reached zero, Bai Lang's body was undergoing a massive transformation.

The cells within his body were rubbing against each other frantically, generating a continuous stream of electricity.

[Current Propulsion 62,000 Volts] → [Current Propulsion 102,000 Volts]!