Carol stayed in New York, wanting to see if she could help with anything while waiting for Miss America to bring Orange Cat back from the universe.
Smiling sweetly, Harley dragged Diana off to find Batwoman's café. They planned to head back to DC first; when someone mentioned cats, she remembered that she needed to go home and feed hers.
Deadpool collected his hundred-thousand-US-Dollar commission, then used the Teleportation Belt to return to TVA headquarters. After all, his honeymoon had only just begun.
"New York..." Wanda watched the once-battered city rapidly restore itself before her eyes, along with the red-and-blue figure flying above it. "He isn't even from our world. Why is he so eager to help us?"
"Because he's Superman, practically a living saint among men. He would never stand by when anyone was in trouble." Su Ming genuinely admired Superman. Setting aside how Clark's righteousness could sometimes be maddening, there was nothing to criticize about his character.
Although the word courage was often used to describe Little Dai, Su Ming felt that Superman was the bravest person of all.
The world and other people had deceived him again and again, yet he could still hold on to hope and continue believing in them. It was an almost incomprehensible kind of fearless spirit, one that even seemed a little foolish—or self-destructive.
In any case, Su Ming could not do that. He was only an ordinary person, after all.
"I see. Hmm, I've never met anyone like that. How rare." Wanda nodded slowly, perhaps finding it difficult to understand as well. She took her sister's hand and added, "We're ready to carry out your arrangements. But as Sorcerer Supreme, do I need to register anything with the Vishanti? I mean, are there any special procedures?"
She no longer looked at