If he were giving away spaceships, Su Ming would give one to Daisy, the female Thor, and let her take Hela, Gwen, and the others out for fun.
Although the warship displayed at the press conference did not even qualify as a frigate, Gwenpool never knew when to stop. Powerful weapons were better kept out of her hands.
After fobbing her off with a few words and promising there would definitely be a next time, the innocent girl happily took Barry and the others sightseeing.
Adjutant also had to return to Sepulk. There was far too much to do today: she needed to work with Little Guy on matters concerning the Beyond Realm, as well as the Great Cosmic Voyage Plan.
Such a massive plan could not function without Adjutant. She still had work to do that night.
Thus, only Su Ming and the three women remained in the little villa. Gin dragged Diana off to wash the dishes, while Death watched them with a hint of envy.
"It's strange. I've watched the lives of superheroes before, and I was by their sides when they sacrificed themselves, but it seems none of them lived with as much flavor as you do."
She could not explain why. She simply felt that Deathstroke's way of life was different.
He clearly possessed overwhelming strength, yet he lived amid mundane trifles like an ordinary person. Somehow, that gave her a sense of fullness. It felt real.
When she experienced life again next time, could she have the chance to live so fully as well?
"It's probably a matter of self-perception." Su Ming lit a cigarette and savored the post-meal smoke. He went up onto the roof, sat down, and watched the stars with Death. "You know how I am. I always feel that the