Watching a little cat devour a huge bowl of braised offal and baked flatbread with loud purrs, the other diners all showed varying degrees of surprise.
Su Ming had no obligation to explain anything to them. He merely stacked the two empty bowls on the table, picked up the cat, and had the Adjutant teleport them to the Beyond Realm to meet up with Little Rich.
Strictly speaking, Franklin and Little Rich referred to two different children. The former was 40K Doctor Doom's child and was still with his mother, Invisible Woman, on S.H.I.E.L.D.'s side.
Little Rich, meanwhile, came from the Cancerverse and was an alternate-dimensional counterpart. That mad world had instead made him more mature. Now barely over ten years old, he was already able to work for Deathstroke.
After the Beyonders had been purged, the Beyond Realm fell into Deathstroke's hands. It was a high-dimensional space somewhat like an external USB drive attached to the Omniverse, and it had become Little Rich's usual residence.
He liked the environment here because, combined with Beyonder Energy, his abilities activated far more smoothly.
There were also fewer constraints from reality here. He could freely unleash his imagination and construct a more radical, dazzling world of his own.
Of course, business still had to be handled.
The Adjutant teleported Deathstroke and the cat into the Beyond Realm, arriving at the small park on the street corner of that same little town. The piled-up sandcastle was even still there, though Star Destroyer was nowhere to be seen.
"Wow, meow! What is this place? This energy feels so blinding to a cat!" The cat kept rubbing its eyes with both paws, looking utterly astonished. "These houses are actually alternate manifestations of individual multiverses. How is that possible?"
The cat felt that its horizons had