I'm Such a Moron

As the Fujian visitors toured, Bai Jing scanned molecular structures while stuffing himself.

Meanwhile, beside Interstate 284, a white Chevrolet had been parked by the roadside for half an hour without moving.

A man and a woman in their forties sat inside.

They had just watched a video together and were now staring at each other.

"I suggest we hold off on approaching him!" the woman said. "He isn't someone we can approach. People like him should be handled by the FBI or CIA. Why are we butting in?"

"But turning someone from China is within our responsibilities too. Besides, think about it—if the Brotherhood and the Federal Strategic Assurance Bureau both fail, but we succeed, wouldn't our funding next year increase by a lot?" the man said.

"If they can't do it, what makes you think we can?" the woman snapped. "You're sending us to our deaths. Go if you want. I'm not going!"

"You don't understand. Haven't you noticed that he never attacked his own people? That proves he isn't completely without weaknesses. You just haven't found them before. And among all the major organizations in America, only we have a huge pool of asian girls!" the man said seriously.

"Tch, men." The woman snorted. "Is he really that important? Aren't you afraid he'll expose this? Once that happens, everything our organization does will be dragged into the light!"

"As long as America remains the world's number one, our cause will always succeed!" the white man said. "What country could possibly challenge us?"

The woman thought for a moment, then shook her head. "Doesn't seem like there is one?"

The white man nodded. It was 2008. America was unquestionably the number one country in the world!

He was not afraid Bai Jing would refuse to cooperate. So what if Bai Jing exposed them? A national-level strategy was not something one person could interfere with.

"Then should we go meet them?" the woman asked.

The white man hesitated.

That was easy to say, but actually going to meet him still scared him!

After all, judging from the video, that man had not even given the Brotherhood members a chance to speak.

No interrogation, no communication—he simply raised his gun and killed them.

"Maybe we should forget it and leave it to the FBI. Our annual funding is already more than enough, don't you think?" After hesitating for a while, the white man finally said.

"Your call!" The woman rolled her eyes, looking utterly seductive. "Where are we going later, your place or mine?"

"Yours, of course."

"You're awful. My husband's at home!"

"Perfect. We can do it together."

"So they really aren't coming? Traffic jam? Car accident on the way?" Bai Jing had eaten his fill and was now holding a ball of air in his hand, attempting to create protein molecules.

The girl was equally confused. Whenever there was trouble, didn't they usually arrive quickly? Why was it that this time, when she had finally run into someone with a bounty on him from the organization, they were so slow?

"Why don't you contact them?" Bai Jing asked again.

"Oh." The girl took out her phone, dialed a number, and held it to her ear for a long while. Then she looked up at Bai Jing. "No one's answering!"

Bai Jing understood at once. They had abandoned this girl!

"What's your organization called?" Bai Jing asked.

"Uh, Burwin Hospital!" The girl answered without even thinking.

"It's a hospital?" Bai Jing asked in surprise.

"Not exactly, but most of us made contact with them at that hospital!" the girl said. "After coming to America, once we expressed interest in joining, we were assigned to several major hospitals around the country for medical examinations. Burwin Hospital was one of them! As for what kind of organization they are, maybe Immigration?"

As if they were Immigration!

Bai Jing waved a hand. "Since they aren't coming, I'll be leaving!"

"Hey, you can't leave!" The girl immediately panicked. "What am I supposed to do if you leave?"

"What does that have to do with me?" Bai Jing did not even turn around.

"If you just leave like this, it'll definitely affect my citizenship application!" the girl hurriedly called out. "For the sake of us being compatriots, can't you help me?"

Bai Jing suddenly thought of a line from Let the Bullets Fly.

Do good people deserve to have guns pointed at them?

Are you so sure I don't want to kill you?

Bai Jing stopped and turned around. His lifeless eyes fixed on the girl. "Come to think of it, I still don't know your name!"

The girl blushed. "My name is Yun Shuang..."

"Miss Yun Shuang..." Bai Jing nodded and pulled out Black Emperor from his clothes. "In your next life, just be reborn as a white person!"

When he stepped outside, the sky was dark and the north wind howled.

Snow began drifting down from the sky.

Bai Jing felt deeply gloomy. Ever since transmigrating, he had rarely been in a good mood. Most of the time, he was furious.

"With soaring ambition, we dare make the sun and moon shine in a new sky!" The more difficult the situation, the more one had to take initiative. Besides, the ones facing difficulties now were not Bai Jing, but the American government.

Unless you deploy Fuel-Air Bombs or nuclear weapons to carpet-bomb the area, there's no way you can deal with one insignificant Bai Jing.

And Bai Jing had to make even better use of his advantages. If few people came, he would wipe them out. If many came, and they were strong, then he would avoid battle!

From the looks of things, after the Brotherhood incident, they had apparently recognized Bai Jing's strength.

Life ahead might be a little more peaceful.

"Peace survives when sought through struggle; peace dies when sought through compromise. Grandpa Mao truly was incredible!"

Bai Jing turned right, leaving the highway and plunging straight into New York Bay.

He had not actively activated his black hole's absorption ability much before, because he believed that even if he swallowed the entire Earth, the black hole would not grow by much.

But now his thinking had changed. I'm not in China anyway. Why not swallow what I can?

Even a little growth is still growth!

A radius of 0.912 meters meant a diameter of 1.824 meters, but when Bai Jing absorbed water, he did not open a flat hole—it was a sphere!

His contact area with the water was 2.6 square meters. The current was slow, but under gravitational pull, the water could surge in at 20 meters per second. That meant he could absorb 52 cubic meters of water per second—52 tons!

Three seconds later, he discovered that his gravitational range had expanded!

Fuck, I'm such a moron! Bai Jing cursed himself.

He had only thought that even if he swallowed the whole Earth, the black hole's size would not increase by much.

But no increase in size did not mean no increase in gravitational range!

As long as the black hole's mass increased, its gravitational range would grow. That should have been basic knowledge—introductory black hole knowledge.

But when Bai Jing had read up on it, he had probably confused the event horizon with gravitational radius, so he had never realized it.

Normally, he only absorbed a little air, such as the cold wind blowing toward him. The amount of matter absorbed was too small for any changes to show.

But in the river, he absorbed 52 tons of water per second. In three seconds, that was 156 tons of water!

Such an enormous amount instantly caused a change in his gravitational range!