Chapter 2072: Knight's Night of Terror (Finale)

A war without gunpowder took place on this independent continent that had been far from the flames of war for many years, because Bruce Wei En did not choose appeasement as they had imagined. He began to resist with unprecedentedly fierce means.

Initially, the mastermind behind all this believed that if Bruce's ambition was as great as his power, then only by doing this could they put enough pressure on him to make him compromise.

Initially, Bruce Wei En also felt he could compromise. This wasn't a question of backbone; it was just that in business, both sides inevitably make concessions. Harmony brings wealth, and maintaining order was the key.

However, the biggest reason why plans in this world cannot keep up with changes is that plans are perfect plans, but people are not perfect people.

The leader only wanted to bite off a moderate piece of meat to make the other party yield, but the people following behind felt they deserved more, so they bit off an extra small piece.

Everyone bit off an extra small piece, and the situation evolved into the prey feeling that it definitely couldn't run away, so it simply stopped running and fought a battle to the death.

Initially, they just wanted to give the Wei En Group a little color to see, to tell Bruce Wei En not to be too greedy, not to try to grasp both economy and politics, to want both morality and profit, and to occupy both the front stage and behind the scenes.

But humans are too varied and unrestrained in persecuting their own kind. One decision-maker adds a little bit of revenge, and another decision-maker sucks a little more blood.

Before the people who initially launched this offensive could react, the Wei En Group had already reached the brink of danger.

Consequently, the Wei En Group was forced to skip the negotiation and compromise stage and directly trigger a fight to the death. Batman also lost the opportunity to play both sides and be slick, directly opening the dungeon of survival in desperate straits.

At the same time, because their own interests were at stake and they couldn't let go of a large amount of shares, the shareholders suddenly didn't have aching waists or sore legs anymore, didn't collude with outsiders, and didn't wait for death idly. They could hold shareholder meetings three times a day.

Under the extreme operations of the FBI, Congress, and the military, Batman and his Wei En Group were unprecedentedly united.

Batman might not care about money and status, but he understood that under such a fierce offensive, if the lips are gone, the teeth are cold; if the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Once he fell, no one in the Bat-Family would have a good outcome.

This comprehensive offensive made Batman feel the crisis as well. Pressure is always the most important opportunity to break through the bottom line. Batman, who usually almost never used any technology for interest competition, finally made an exception.

And this exception poked a hole in the sky.

If one were to describe Batman's technological crushing of the American business market, only one term would be accurate: dimensionality reduction strike.

The official spokesperson for the FBI pointed out at the most recent press conference that after their comprehensive investigation, they discovered that the Wei En Group's abuse of cameras had led to over 5 million people in Cat Getan being wiretapped.

By the time he said this, the population covered by the Eye System had already exceeded 50 million, the vast majority of whom were important figures such as political and business leaders from various places.

The Army spokesperson proposed at their own press conference that the Wei En Group's privately developed super-standard weapons, including Bat-missiles and Bat-bombers, would pose a major threat to the United States and world security.

By the time he said this, the Bat-Starship and Bat-orbital cannon had already passed their 7th firepower index test, and the Bat-global EMP network had been completed.

An unnamed member of Congress pointed out in their private interview that the Wei En Group had few supporters because they had lost the way, and Bruce Wei En's arrogant and immobile performance was the inevitable reason for the Wei En Group's decline.

By the time he said this, Batman had persuaded Superman and Wonder Woman to send the Bat-Space Fortress into the Kuiper Belt, and was grabbing Constantine by the neck, making him output the energy of the stellar shield machine in the form of a magic array to build a solar system defense network.

A well-known media critic for the Washington Post pointed out that the Bat-Family's young heroes' shielding of Batman's criminal behavior was one of the root causes of the increasing number of juvenile victimization cases.

By the time he said this, the Bat-Family members left in Cat Getan City had begun to reorganize order. The media's blockade of Jason's remarks about Cat Getan's bottom layer made more and more Cat Getan youth realize that some people had the ability to manage but didn't, and not only didn't manage, but also reached out to take more, and not only took more, but also didn't let others speak.

At the same time, Gothamites realized that you came during the peak period because there was profit to be made, and only those who didn't leave during the low period were truly affectionate and righteous.

When all of Wei En's business partners were suppressed and various joint-venture factories withdrew one after another, and only the Wei En Group swore not to surrender, they realized that if there was one backbone in this mud puddle besides them, it was Batman.

Cat Getan's major family businesses and gangs, Arkham Asylum patients, media critics, stars, and athletes all transformed into tailors. Suddenly, paper in Cat Getan became expensive, and yellow robes were out of stock.

In this race of armament, economy, and human heart between one person and one country, Batman won a complete victory silently.

But the storm lingered for three months, and everything remained hidden and unreleased.

Until the first heavy snow in Cat Getan fell, the engine flames lighting up over the east coast of New Jersey, USA, baptized this newborn country and brought the true gospel of democracy.

On January 20th of the same year, at the presidential inauguration ceremony in Washington, Bruce Wei En was sworn in as President of the United States.

On Capitol Hill, under the Stars and Stripes, Bruce Wei En placed his hand on the Bible. After the oath, he said:

"In the years I spent fighting crime as a superhero, I once thought I had witnessed the bottom line of the evil deeds humans could commit. At that time, I vowed I would do my best to clear away all evil."

"But at the beginning of this glorious and legendary adventure, I learned from the mouths of my children that looking down at the abyss from the mountaintop, what I saw was always limited, even narrow."

"The inadequacies of the human heart and the system bring us far more darkness than that brought by super-criminals. Criminals are not the cause, but the result."

"But at the same time, I saw him strongly survive all this and become an upright and powerful person. This shows me the strength and greatness of humanity, making me understand that beyond the darkness, light still exists."

Bruce Wei En's voice echoed in countless squares, in front of screens, and in rooms, the light reflecting on one face after another.

"The more darkness I see, the more I feel my responsibility. The more light I feel, the more power I possess."

"As of today, my responsibility is no longer to one city or one country, but to eliminate all darkness and injustice in this ethnic group, so that every child in the most barren and remote places can walk toward the vast and boundless starry sky."

"A supervisor and protector, your head of state who is from one, to the end, and always with you."

With a click, the screen went dark. Bruce Wei En's handsome face disappeared. Jason let out a deep sigh.

Schiller walked in and closed the door. Jason rubbed his nose and asked somewhat hesitantly, "Was the experiment successful?"

"Barely," Schiller took out a test tube, shook it, and said, "As I expected, the Joker Factor can indeed be precipitated and preserved as Joker virus."

"Then isn't that a success?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "First, the precipitation is incomplete. Henry is no longer the Joker now, but he is still a mental patient. The remaining Joker virus and Joker Factor are still continuously affecting his mind."

"Second, the preserved Joker virus has a very limited shelf life and is continuously deactivating. Moreover, secondary injection into the human body will greatly reduce its efficacy. All we have obtained now is probably only enough to create one-tenth of a Joker."

"You aren't planning to create a Joker, are you?" Jason's eyebrows were one high and one low, then his eyes slowly widened and he said, "You aren't, are you?"

"There's no need for more Jokers." Schiller put away the test tube and then said, "The bad news, which might also be good news, is that the concentration of the Joker virus still existing in Henry's body is very subtle."

"Simply put, if Batman goes back to being Batman, then the concentration of the Joker virus might also continue to grow until it turns Henry back into the Joker."

"And if he stops being Batman, then without Batman, the Joker virus might also slowly disappear. This theory isn't unfounded; I've seen similar examples."

"In other words, the way for Batman to truly save the Joker is for him to stop being Batman?" Jason asked.

"It's not that simple. Don't forget that another way the Joker is produced is through a 'killing joke.' If the social situation never improves, the Joker will eventually appear again."

Schiller spread his hands and said, "Now it's time to test Batman. He must use means other than being Batman to save the world. The Joker will watch him from the sky forever."

"I'll go check on Henry," Jason said.

"I advise you not to. I just slightly modified his memory; he shouldn't remember you. And if you take advantage of the fact that he hasn't recovered his strength yet to beat him up, Batman will beat you up, and I won't be able to stop him."

"Tch." Jason's attempt was discovered. He hummed listlessly and turned to leave.

Before leaving, Schiller looked at him and said, "When will Batman be back?"

"How would I know? During the time he was away, he picked up over 160 strange little habits. I have to go watch those idiots, lest they tear the roof off the Batcave."

Schiller met Batman, or rather Bruce Wei En, about three hours later, because he was wearing a suit, clearly having just returned from some meeting.

He greeted Schiller, then quickly walked to the desk and started searching. Schiller leaned against the wall nearby and smiled, saying, "Busy man, Mr. President."

Bruce, picking up the documents, pointed his finger at Schiller while walking out and said, "Wait until I'm done, then I'll settle the score with you."

"Don't be in such a hurry." Schiller appeared at Bruce's side out of nowhere and blocked him with one hand.

Bruce felt a weight in his hand. Looking down, he found that Schiller had stuffed a strange object into his hand—it was probably a wooden grid with many wooden flat beads threaded on it.

"What is this?"

"An abacus."

"I know it's an abacus."

Schiller snatched the abacus from Bruce's hand and, while clicking the beads back and forth, said:

"Peter's internship salary... my labor dispatch fees... cross-universe travel reimbursement... emergency mobilization downtime compensation... Jason Todd's psychotherapy fees... family photo storage fees... photo directional mailing delivery fees... Clark Kent's emergency psychotherapy fees... rental fees for two symbiotes... web-fluid usage costs... uniform and equipment wear-and-tear fees..."

When Schiller said this, Bruce just stared at him, because he had long expected a day like this. But he didn't expect Schiller to continue:

"Arkham Knight retirement compensation... non-compete agreement compensation for Spider-Man Robin... psychotherapy expedited fees... expert consultation expedited fees... presidential inauguration dividend..."

Bruce had already narrowed his eyes.

"That'll be 312,576,000,000 dollars. Cash or card?"

The term of the greatest president in American history nearly lasted only three days. ===== CHAPTER 2073 =====