This city had clearly been built by Grid. Its inhabitants were all robots, so naturally, there were no sewers for waste disposal.
But the bright green lights throughout the city had already told Deathstroke one thing: how the energy was being transmitted and where it was flowing.
Since there were no Telephone Poles visible aboveground, and Barry hadn't sensed any wireless power transmission, that left only one possibility: underground pipelines.
After opening a manhole cover, the group entered the underground tunnels. Sure enough, the tunnels were packed with pipes of varying thicknesses. Every one of them emitted a faint green glow, and viscous liquid seemed to be flowing inside.
"If Hal came here, he'd probably be pretty happy."
The Flash was the last to go underground. In 0.001 milliseconds, he erased every trace of physical evidence they had left on the surface, then perfectly restored the manhole cover to its original position after coming down.
The Flash was in a pretty good mood. He was still thinking about his best buddy Hal.
"I think Hal might already be sick of that aesthetic." Hawkgirl glanced at the line girl and saw that she had no reaction to Barry speaking, which gave her a little more courage to chat with The Flash. "If I had to live on Oa permanently, I'd probably get depressed."
The underground tunnels looked gloomy under the green light from the pipes. She felt uncomfortable and wanted to chat with her teammates to ease the tense atmosphere.
Maybe Nobody also deserved some credit for making her nervous. The battle just now had been far too bizarre. It was hard to say whether it had even counted as a battle, because most of the enemy force seemed to have been killed by themselves.
They felt that this personality was