After watching an exaggerated spectacle in Rick and Morty's multiverse, Harley happily returned to Ponyville. She wanted to take Poison Ivy there for a few days too, because good friends should share their fun.
Su Ming gave her a car and told her to handle it herself. In any case, Ponyville was in excellent condition. Among the many universes Su Ming indirectly controlled, it was currently the most stable, even more stable than the Harry Potter world.
Afterward, he sat alone in Sepulk's throne hall, quietly fiddling with his new weapon.
"Adjutant, have the statistical data for the Star Wars galaxy been compiled?"
"Not entirely, Sheriff. The forces of the old representatives remain deeply entrenched on some planets. I'm afraid an Exterminatus may be necessary, and that will affect the calculations for the universe's productivity index."
The Adjutant's Doll drifted in from outside and into the darkness. As she spoke, the choir and Servo-Skulls in the hall activated once more. Golden beams of light shone down from the dome, enveloping Deathstroke.
He seemed to become an aloof god in an instant—powerful, mysterious, and yet cold enough to keep everyone at a distance.
Since the Emperor was humanity's beacon and hope, the Tech-Priests had designed this lighting effect to emphasize precisely that.
His subordinates meant well, and Su Ming could not be bothered to correct them. He simply continued his conversation with the Adjutant.
"Where is Hermione now?"
"Miss Granger is on her original Earth. As the chairwoman of the World Wizarding Federation, she has quite a few political events to attend." The Adjutant raised a hand and projected an image.
It showed a place resembling the United Nations. Hermione was giving a speech on "Expanding the Breeding Scale of Magical Creatures Such as Phoenixes and Dragons," wearing a thoroughly serious