After hearing Deathstroke's explanation, Ciri blinked as though she were grasping something. Su Ming was in no hurry to explain it to her, instead sending Ambush Bug down to film some footage as an example for the punishment game.
If some alien race played this game in the future, at least after watching today's recording, they would know it was best not to lose.
The green grasshopper had been thinking the same thing. He vanished with his camera drone, saying he was going to interview the Aliens and ask how they felt about hunting Elves. After all, it was not every day one got to see such a savage-style hunt.
"The food in the hotpot is almost gone." The Adjutant stirred the huge pot with her chopsticks, only scooping up spices and scraps of meat. "It seems your timing was perfect, Sheriff. Did you receive the news from the quantum realm beforehand?"
Su Ming did not answer. He merely smiled at her. "How are Batwoman and Joker doing?"
"Still no progress. The Synthezoids are besieging the King of Ice, while those two are watching from the sidelines. It seems both want to save some strength for their game afterward." The Adjutant raised a hand and projected a small image, showing the streets of 40K New York at that moment. "Judging by the enemy's pace and attack strength, this ancient man will not last long. Disappointing."
"Not all milk is called Telunsu, and not every Norse Warrior is an Asgard Berserker who can fight an enemy for days and nights once battle begins."
Su Ming looked down at the hellish scene beneath the flying carpet and shook his head with a smile. He finished his last bottle of beer and destroyed it.
"Without Blank's power supporting him, the King of Frost