Doing Big Things, Sir!

"Children, look, who's here!"

"It's Batman!!"

Old Bruce was openly dressing up as Batman to film short videos in downtown Gotham City.

Since the launch of Wayne Enterprises' video platform, G, filming short videos had become a major trend. Whether it was the elderly or children, men or women, or even a Walmart shopping bag, one could see people filming short videos everywhere.

Every short video had the potential to spread across the entire world and gain massive influence.

At first, old Bruce hadn't foreseen this, but Lu Bian, a transmigrator, had already experienced the era of the short video explosion before he arrived. He had exchanged many advanced insights with old Bruce and provided guidance.

Bruce Wayne: [What should I do if my underage child is addicted to scrolling through videos?]

Lu Bian: [Launch a minor-protection mode.]

Children were the future; that was an absolute truth. They had to be strictly disciplined and handled with a firm hand.

To better educate the children, old Bruce donned the Batman suit once again and bought a small film production company in Hollywood to help him shoot educational and informative short videos, which were then uploaded to G for the children to watch.

"Children, I am Batman!!"

"What should we do when we encounter danger?"

"Run!"

"That's right, just run!"

"Stay away from danger!!"

"There is absolutely no mistake in that."

"Children, do you see what I'm holding in my hand? That's right, it's herbs!"

"For the sake of your health, never try them, because they will destroy your mind and ruin your body..."

Every one of old Bruce's Batman educational videos was under a minute long, capturing the audience's maximum attention within that timeframe to ensure the information was firmly imprinted in their minds. G's auto-loop feature created a brainwashing cycle, repeatedly emphasizing the educational content old Bruce wanted to convey.

Old Bruce felt he had created something quite terrifying. Fortunately, he held absolute control over G, so it wouldn't be used for evil by those with malicious intent.

Old Bruce became busy.

To this world, a short video platform like G was something entirely new. The problems it might face and the impact it would generate were unknown, so he had to remain vigilant at all times, properly handling any issues that were emerging or had already appeared.

As for illegal or criminal video content, old Bruce absolutely did not allow it.

Old Bruce enjoyed scrolling through lifestyle videos, and G catered to his preferences, pushing the content he cared about right in front of him.

"What is a 'lunch loan'?" old Bruce didn't understand.

"What? A loan service provided because students can't afford the lunch provided by the school?"

"How could such a thing exist!!"

"High school lets out at three in the afternoon every day to make it convenient for students to work part-time jobs..."

"...God, it shouldn't be like this."

Old Bruce decided he had to do more to help those struggling in life.

Wayne Enterprises was involved in an extremely wide range of fields: banking, insurance, aerospace, biochemical materials, medicine, construction, military industry, and so on. Now that they had entered the internet sector, old Bruce prepared to integrate the resources of Wayne Enterprises.

"Bruce, you're acting recklessly again!"

"There's no benefit to these low-interest student loans, and that 100% coverage medical insurance is a load of crap! You want to be a great philanthropist, but Wayne Enterprises has millions of employees waiting to be fed!!"

"And this!"

"You're going against the entire country!!"

"I am Bruce Wayne, and I have the final say."

"Fine! You're Wayne, you have the final say."

"Don't come crying to me when the company goes bankrupt."

Bruce Wayne made his move, first significantly improving the benefits for the millions of employees at Wayne Enterprises to boost their morale, and then immediately launching his "great philanthropist" operations.

Every day, Bruce Wayne would pour out his troubles to his friends in the Chat Group. After Alfred passed away, the group members were the only ones he could safely speak his heart to.

Shi Tianwu: [Mr. Bruce, you should pay more attention to your rest.]

Bruce Wayne: [Thank you for your concern, I have a unique way of resting; I only need to sleep four hours a day to feel fully energized.]

Bruce Wayne: [I've discovered that the efforts I'm making are just a drop in the bucket for the people of my country.]

Edward Newgate: [After saving a city, are you now planning to save a country?]

Lu Bian: [You should just go and lead the people of your country.]

Bruce Wayne: [But I am already seventy-one years old.]

Lu Bian: [So what if you're seventy-one? It's the perfect time to charge ahead!]

Lu Bian: [Old Man Bruce, I support you in running for the general election; you could even be president.]

Bruce Wayne: [I have never had such a thought.]

Lu Bian: [Old Man Bruce, you need to do big things! Go do big things!]

Shi Tianwu: "Indeed, only by becoming the president of your country, Mr. Bruce, will you have sufficient ability and power to change the current situation of the people."

Bruce Wayne: "Let me think about it."

Lu Bian: "Master, you were born to do great things."

Bruce Wayne: "The general election is still two years away, and there are many necessary procedures I must go through to become a candidate. I need to study this carefully."

Lu Bian: "That's the right attitude."

Master Bruce went offline. Under Lu Bian's constant encouragement, the master was actually considering this possibility.

After thinking for three days, Bruce realized that this might be the most correct choice.

Lu Bian wore a smile.

If Bruce Wayne were to become the president of the country...

How exciting!

Lu Bian lifted his wine gourd and took a large gulp.

As the alcohol went to his head, Lu Bian began to practice the Drunken Fist in the bamboo forest next to his house.

Shi Tianwu had told Lu Bian that he needed to start searching for his own Dao. If he could not clarify the path he was walking, his future cultivation would be extremely difficult.

The twenty-fifth heaven was a bottleneck, and every subsequent twenty-five levels of the realm would present another bottleneck.

Lu Bian chopped a bamboo stalk in half with a palm strike and began to wield it in his hand.

Shi Tianwu had also told Lu Bian something else.

If he could not figure out his Dao for the time being, but could create a martial art of his own, he would also have a chance to break through the twenty-fifth heaven bottleneck.

"I hit, hit, hit, hit!"

"Witness my Dog Beating Technique!!"

Lu Bian wanted to create a staff technique, and he had already decided on the name: the Dog Beating Technique.