"Is this New York?"
Kara hugged her arms as she wandered through the crowd with everyone else. Looking at the lights and shadows around them, she said absentmindedly, "New York more than fifty years from now looks very advanced. And it seems that, just as Doctor Harley said, people here are at least smiling."
"Smiling isn't an illness, but smiling all the time probably means something's wrong." Su Ming did not smile. He simply answered Supergirl's question while picking a target on the street. "We're currently in a city full of lunatics. This isn't going to be fun."
"Forget the mental illness issue, dear. Can you contact Adjutant?" Harley picked her nose with a finger and crooked her mouth. "If this is the future of Earth-0, then Adjutant should be here too, right?"
Little Sugar Bean seemed to be hinting at something, offering them a line of thought.
"We'll know if we try. Adjutant, can you hear me?" Su Ming tapped his ear. It was a communication pose. Though it was not actually necessary, doing it during a call seemed to add a little ritual to life.
Flying cars streaked overhead at high speed. Looking up, they could see invisible roads spanning hundreds of levels above and below them. The vehicles at the highest levels were as tiny as ants, densely packed in an endless stream.
The lights were dazzling and laughter never ceased, yet this city did not feel human at all. Something about it always felt wrong.
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There was no response from the communicator.
"Mm, that was within expectations." Su Ming spread his hands. The armor on his body writhed into a brown trench coat as he began playing the part of Rorschach. "I had indeed suspected that this future might be another Timeline where I never