"I'd originally thought vampires didn't need sewers." Walking shoulder to shoulder with Deathstroke through the pitch-black, deep sewers, Gwen rolled her eyes and complained, "My illusion has been shattered. Turns out vampires have to use the bathroom too, and wash plates and cups after meals. There's nothing elegant about that."
Deathstroke laughed in the darkness, his voice echoing through the tunnel with particular eeriness.
The inside of the sewers was very dry. The filth from years past had long since turned to dust, and there was not even a smell now, let alone the sound of flowing water.
The metallic tunnel walls were spotlessly clean, and there was no sticky sludge between the pipes overhead. From farther away, however, came faint rustling sounds. There were probably animals living underground.
"In fact, they really don't need to use the bathroom. They live by consuming souls and energy, so they don't produce food waste." Su Ming spread his hands, floated into the air, and carried Gwen and Little Wong forward at high speed. "This is Earth. Speaking of which, what do you think Earth's representative species is?"
"Uh, dinosaurs? I still remember that spring break when I visited the American Museum of Natural History with my friends. Those were such wonderful memories."
Gwen pulled her pink fur coat tighter around herself, a nostalgic expression appearing on her little face.
Then she had failed to get into college, couldn't find a job, often lost arguments online, and could never improve her typing speed. She was just a useless shut-in girl.
At that thought, her happy expression quickly turned pained.
"Earth's representative species is obviously humans." Su Ming shook his head speechlessly and sped through the darkness, speaking over the howling wind by their ears. "This Earth-802 was once a planet belonging to humans,