"I can't tell you the answer to that question, because we are Recorders, observers. Our authority is limited, and we cannot interfere with events as they unfold."
The skeleton rejected Deathstroke's question without hesitation. There was even a trace of apology in his tone, though not much.
"I came to Multiverse 1 to observe how it would be destroyed, not to destroy it or save it. Before The Source, any multiverse is insignificant, not worth mentioning. You should understand that, so ask another question. Do not ask me anything that might change the future."
Hearing that answer, Su Ming curled his lip slightly. This being calling himself a Recorder was not easy to fool. He was extremely cautious.
Moreover, he likely possessed power no less than that of Dream of a Thousand Cats. Trying to force the issue might not work either. Better to chat a little longer and see whether he had anything he liked or any weaknesses in his personality.
If exchanging intelligence counted as a transaction, then asking questions required finesse. Sometimes, naming your own price was worse than making the other party name theirs. It was much the same as bargaining.
"Then within the scope of your authority, what is the piece of information you can tell me that is most closely related to Blank?"
Deathstroke asked that question, then tentatively took out a cigarette and offered it to Flaming Skull.
The Recorder waved his hand, indicating that he did not smoke. He did not even have a windpipe or neck; his head was supported by cervical vertebrae, let alone lungs. How was he supposed to smoke?
But not smoking did not mean he would deny Deathstroke the chance to continue their exchange. Instead, he really did offer a piece of intelligence.
"You have already killed