PFC Chapter 3932 MU Superbody Major Event (2)
Chapter 3932 MU Superbody Major Event (2)
Chapter 3932 MU: The Superbody Incident (Part Twelve)
Often, a ruler issues a decree with good intentions, and the decree itself may be correct. If it is implemented, it will benefit most people. If we only consider this point, then historically there have been very few foolish rulers who deliberately issued incorrect orders.
When a ruler issues an order, even if it may not be entirely for the benefit of the people, it is still beneficial to some people, even if it is only to maintain the stability of his rule. At the very least, it is beneficial to the stability of the situation, and stability is in the interest of the majority of ordinary people.
So, where did all those incompetent and tyrannical rulers in history come from? The problem lies in the flawed implementation of their policies. More precisely, they didn't consider implementation when they issued the orders. Some policies were simply impossible to implement, some were forcibly implemented despite being impossible, and some could have been implemented but were sabotaged. Regardless of the reason, none of them ended well.
The breadth and depth of policy implementation are equally important. The strength of local governance is a major concern for every ruler.
Take Batman in Arkham, for example. Even though he's now in a unified government with Congress and the military largely refraining from causing trouble, the 50 states of the Union are no pushovers. They're used to being free and undisciplined; they don't care who the president is, they're the kings of their own territories, and you can forget about any orders being carried out.
This problem didn't just plague one US president. Even Roosevelt's control over the state and lower levels was insufficient; otherwise, his policies wouldn't have left so many hidden dangers.
Arkham Batman's control over the federal government is unprecedented, but his control over state governments is somewhat limited. Unlike Brainiac, he can't simultaneously act as president, county executive, and even social worker, implementing policies flawlessly. This is determined by his life form and not by Arkham Batman's inherent strength.
Insufficient depth of control leads to many problems. California is arguably the state with the most supporters of Batman in Arkham, and his policies are implemented most thoroughly there, yet various issues still arise. For example, the recent power outage in Western California caused numerous equipment malfunctions, resulting in significant internal strife.
Nobody wants this to happen, but since it has, there needs to be a solution. The fundamental conflict between the different solutions is the issue of cost.
The same thing happens when building new facilities elsewhere; the biggest reason they can't be implemented is the cost. If you want to build a new factory, the governor will increase taxes on trucks, get unions to protest, get environmental organizations to interfere—basically, they'll create trouble at the implementation stage to prevent the policy from being carried out and force the federal government to back down.
In order to implement government orders, the local implementation process must be simplified to the bare minimum: if there are no trucks for transportation, no human workers who need to eat, drink, and relieve themselves, or even no land at all, then the other party basically has no way to implement them.
Brainiac used this method: if you won't let me in, I'll transport you by spaceship; if you won't let workers do my work, I'll let robots do it; if you won't sell me land, I'll build something on top of your head.
This is the main reason why the Injustice universe was built so quickly—Brainiac directly cut all the costs of its implementation, so those who wanted to interfere had no way to do so.
Similarly, the reason why Batman in Arkham would argue with those governors is essentially because he is constrained by the laws of physics and needs the governors to carry out his orders, so he has no choice but to compromise with them.
If Doom's technology could be used to simplify the landing process to the bare minimum, or even just the transportation aspect, it would be a huge advantage for Arkham Batman. At least he would have leverage in negotiations with local authorities, and it wouldn't matter if he gave the state government some incentives later.
Forget about how much personal embezzlement is involved. From a national perspective, as long as a major project with lasting benefits can be implemented, it doesn't matter how much an individual embezzles. As long as the project exists, that's fine. What's truly worrisome is if the project is built and built without producing anything of value; then it's a complete waste of effort and resources.
In conclusion, Batman in Arkham desperately needs this technology to enhance the depth of his decrees. And according to Doom, his first-phase experiments have already yielded results capable of converting some inanimate objects, and he's even confident he can directly upload such a large Batmobile. This proves that the technology could be put into use very soon, which is incredibly good news.
Batman Arkham immediately became much more enthusiastic. He had initially welcomed the two scientists, but mostly because he needed them to produce some results to motivate the locals and, incidentally, help him launder his funds.
But now, Doom is a truly valuable strategic figure. Batman Arkham immediately decided: forget about the new technology research institute; the equipment there is still inadequate. Go directly to the Batcave. After Batman's modifications, it now has a magical shield, and its equipment is the most advanced in the world.
Seeing the two chatting so happily, Stark was increasingly annoyed. He loved competing with Doom, believing Doom to be the only scientist on Earth who could rival him in terms of research. And now that Doom was about to release a new breakthrough, Stark was getting a little anxious.
"Ahem." He coughed twice loudly to draw their attention, then said, "To guard against electronic life, I didn't bring a mech with me. But that's alright, I can make one on the spot. Do you have any equipment in your bat cave?"
"Yes. You can also use my magical energy, but I don't know if it's compatible with your reactor. Perhaps you can try it first."
"It's okay, if it doesn't match, I can debug a new mode. Actually, I have an idea, but I'm not like some people who like to show off. I'll tell you after I figure it out."
“Okay.” Arkham Batman stood up, shook hands with both of them, and said, “Actually, at first, when the other Batman said he wanted to bring in help from other worlds, I was skeptical, because the situation is chaotic enough now. If you cause any more trouble, there will be no way to deal with it.”
"But now I understand: no matter which universe, knowledge is power. Strengthening intercosmic communication is not just about superheroes visiting each other, but about exchanging new knowledge, growing new wisdom, and two worlds learning from each other's strengths so that they can develop faster and better."
“My God, you really do look like a president,” Stark couldn’t help but exclaim. “Alright, enough with the formalities, let’s get started.”
"Alright, I'll have someone take you to the bat cave."
Batman from Arkham went outside to make a phone call. Stark wanted to call him back and ask him to change drivers, but the other man walked away too quickly, and he didn't have a chance to speak. Then, sure enough, ten minutes later, Schiller came to pick them up again.
"Is the FBI director that free?" Stark couldn't help but ask. To prevent Schiller from plotting against him again, he sat in the passenger seat and turned to look at Schiller.
He should have looked away, because when he turned his head, he saw a face that looked almost exactly like the one of Dr. Schiller, whom he knew, but much younger. Stark couldn't help but start to recall.
"What are you thinking about?" Schiller's voice pulled him back to reality.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little unaccustomed to seeing how young you are. Your body is younger than Peter's, isn't it?" Stark said, making himself sound creepy, and couldn't help but lean to the side.
"What's wrong with you?" Schiller said as he drove. "It's like there aren't any young Tony Starks left in other universes. Should I go find one to keep you company?"
“No, no, no,” Stark quickly said, “you absolutely can’t stand him, and I know my place in that regard.”
Schiller chuckled, a hint of cynical mockery in his voice, which stunned Stark. After a long pause, Stark finally spoke, "You're really different from the other Schillers. I always felt you'd get along better with a younger me."
“Then try to maintain a youthful mindset, Dr. Stark. We may be working together for a long time,” Schiller said. “The President has instructed me to take care of all your logistical matters. Considering these turbulent times, sending people to garrison the area might lead to defections, so you'd better contact me directly through magical communications. I will personally deliver anything you need.”
"What if you get turned by a cybernetic life form?"
"What can it use to turn me against it?"
"Uh, money?"
"I am not greedy."
“It can’t turn greed away, because greed wants too much money; it couldn’t afford to pay for it even if it sold the entire universe,” Stark said, pursing his lips. “I’m just curious, if you’re not doing this for money or fame, then what are you busy with here?”
"That's probably none of your business. Make your request as soon as possible; I'm in a hurry to go back and choose my coffee flavor," Schiller said, not without sarcasm.
When it came to business, Doom and Stark didn't mince words. They requested a lot of potentially useful equipment, most of which were available in the bat caves, even a particle collider. However, some small, miscellaneous detection instruments were missing, and due to concerns about electronic life intrusion, Schiller had to personally procure them.
Shortly after the two entered the Batcave, someone brought them something. Out of caution, Stark checked the security camera footage first—a red-haired woman appeared at the entrance.
He recognized Natasha as soon as he opened the door. Stark couldn't help but sigh and say, "Is the FBI and CIA just there to run errands for the president? Should I say 'Welcome, Director'?"
“If you don’t welcome me, then don’t say it.” Natasha rolled her eyes at him, patted the box behind her, and said, “Everything you wanted is here. But I must remind you, everything must be magically sterilized first to prevent electronic life from getting in. I’m busy, I’m leaving now.”
“Wait a minute,” Stark called after her, “I heard that cybernetic beings have been looking for red-haired women? Is he obsessed with women like that?”
“To be precise, she’s a red-haired, obsessive, and powerful woman,” Natasha said after a moment’s thought. “What’s wrong?”
“I just have an idea,” Stark said, waving a finger. “It’s just an inspiration for now, but once I get it working, that guy’s good days are over.”
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