Strangle chewed up the head in its hand, and Su Ming turned around with a smile.
"Oh? The Timeline error still hasn't been fixed?"
"It hasn't. Look." Sara pulled out a small device resembling an electronic watch and showed its display to the man. "This value has turned into gibberish, which means a massive change beyond even Gideon's calculations still exists. There are some instruments in this room. Can I use them to check this Earth's history?"
"You can use the equipment, but there's probably nothing on it. It all belonged to a bald guy I just killed. He was kidnapped here from Earth-0, but this place was already a wasteland when he arrived."
The Mercenary raised a hand, signaling for Sara to help herself, though he also offered his opinion.
"Personally, I think if this Earth's Timeline can't be repaired, then forget it. You probably can't handle it. Leave it to me, and I'll take my time getting a handle on it myself."
White Canary narrowed her eyes. She seemed to have caught a familiar scent.
But remembering the male Deathstroke's darkness, she could only silently accept it. Although everyone had just released the pressure Batwoman had kept them under for so long as if it were a holiday, they still had not achieved their goal of practicing their trade.
"Fine. Then we'll look for another Earth to try. Sigh."
Canary drooped her head and let out a small breath, looking utterly helpless.
Seeing how pitiful she looked, the kindhearted Sorcerer Supreme naturally could not stand by and do nothing. After all, the Legends failing to reach their training goal had something to do with his own actions as well.
"Don't be sad, Sara. How about we make a deal? It's a good thing."
"What deal?"
Canary swallowed, making