After learning the exact coordinates from the bald man, Adjutant immediately locked onto a patch of starry sky.
It looked like the universe's brilliant backdrop, with no planets in sight, but Luthor would not be mistaken. New Krypton must have been concealed by technological means.
The teammates were eager to make a move at once, but Su Ming was in no hurry. Instead, he asked the bald man another question:
"Lex, one more thing. Do you know someone codenamed 'Remnant'? He's a lot like you and likes wearing green."
Luthor had a monster in his grasp and was washing its face with his armored Palm Cannon.
These Darkseid creations from the Omega Universe were quite durable. Black blood splattered everywhere as light flashed continuously, until the enemy's head was shaved away like a pencil being sharpened.
"Heh heh, what is this? Your new bad joke? Then you should tell it to our old friend Hal. There are plenty of people in the universe who like green more than I do, and I don't know of any fan club for that sort of thing. I certainly don't know the person you mentioned."
That was only to be expected. Luthor was not omnipotent, after all. Otherwise, he would not have lost before.
Deathstroke nodded, set the gorilla on a seat, then headed toward the restroom at the back of the diner, waving for everyone not to follow him.
As he walked, they heard him continue questioning Luthor:
"How much Artificial Kryptonite do you still have in stock? What colors are there...?"
Still talking, he swayed out of everyone's sight, and no one knew how Luthor responded.
Bobo stroked his chin, seemingly intrigued. In all the years before this, he had never seen Deathstroke use a restroom.
The man always claimed to be