Several round metal platforms carried the group across the sea and landed on the ground at Gotham City's harbor.
Some dockworkers were unloading cargo near the shipping containers. Strangely, despite the group's utterly unconventional entrance, the ordinary people moving the cargo showed little surprise.
They merely stole trembling, fearful glances at Superman and the others out of the corners of their eyes, then hurried away on their forklifts.
"This world has had over a decade more development than yours. Superheroes are far too common here."
The older Flash offered a brief explanation.
But it still wasn't normal.
After all, ordinary people shouldn't feel afraid when they saw superheroes.
Batman took the lead. Ever since landing, he had been looking up at the sky. Unlike his Gotham, where dark clouds loomed all year round, this Gotham had clearly used some advanced technology to artificially alter its weather.
Looking into the distance, they could see a structure resembling an enormous magnetic needle. It was constantly emitting some special fluctuation that allowed people to control Gotham City's weather.
The younger Flash stared blankly at the enormous magnetic needle in the distance. It looked familiar.
"Weather Wizard's weather wand, only enlarged."
The older one explained.
"Oh! I remember now. The Rogues! They're pretty decent, honestly."
The younger Flash seemed to recall something pleasant. They were a group of supercriminals who loved robbing banks, yet they had rules and boundaries that other supercriminals lacked.
No killing, no killing superheroes, no drugs, no hurting women or children, and no cruel or immature behavior.
Aside from the bank robberies that gave Flash headaches, they were actually a fairly decent bunch.
"This Gotham looks too bright."
Batman, who had somehow fallen behind the others, quietly remarked. He seemed deeply uncomfortable with the sunlight falling directly on him.
There