"Slurp, slurp."
Su Ming woke from his sleep. His five senses gradually returned, and the various superhuman senses provided by Strangle came online one after another. His control over concepts also returned, but the first thing he heard was the sound of something being licked.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a gigantic cat extending a snake-like tongue to lick Luthor's bald head.
Noticing that Deathstroke had awakened, Big Cat turned toward him with a speechless expression. "You finally came out. Looks like things went fairly smoothly, but can you explain why you caused such a huge commotion?"
"What huge commotion?" Su Ming got to his feet and had the Adjutant check his physical condition. After receiving the answer that nothing had changed, he asked Big Cat in return, "I didn't do anything. Even if I did, it was in a dream."
"I mean the Multiverse, meow." The cat spat a ball of yarn from its mouth, trailing grayish-white mist. "The Multiverse we're in has changed. You took away the old Multiverse 1. Aren't you going to explain? Don't tell me this was some scheme to get me to live in your universe?"
Speaking in cat-speak, the narcissistic Big Cat transformed the yarn ball into the shape of a multiversal bubble and showed Deathstroke the current situation.
Just as it had said, the Concept Entities living in the Pocket Dimensions were doing fairly well. Their lives were not much different from before for the time being, but the Multiverse now on display was glowing.
The old Multiverse 1 had not looked quite like a pure black soap bubble, but it had been close. This one, however, shone like a lightbulb. It was simply far too radiant, great, and righteous.
"It really wasn't me. The Hands of Creation made their