The cat was still slurping beef noodles from its little paws when it realized it had been moved somewhere else. They were now outside K'un-Lun, in a small valley several kilometers away.
Silver White had just set down the Batwoman she had been carrying, and the two were studying the footage Batwoman had recorded of the Sword of Fu Xi.
"So fast, meow. Slurp!" The cat took another mouthful of noodles, then licked its lips. "Did you see the connection between the Sword of Fu Xi and the Sword in the Star?"
"Mm, it was right there in plain sight." Su Ming handed the kitten a pair of chopsticks, telling it not to bury its face directly in the bowl and slurp; it was rather improper. "One side of the Sword of Fu Xi's blade was engraved with mountains, rivers, plants, and trees, while the other bore the sun, moon, and stars. Just as I expected, it was a star chart."
"So that was it, meow. Stellar navigation?" The cat nodded. It did not really understand technological matters, but it could read maps.
Under normal circumstances, no two stars in the universe were exactly alike, nor were any two planetary systems structured identically. At most, they could only be similar.
So the earliest star charts were like ancient human maps: find something to use as a reference point, then fill in the surrounding terrain and locations around it.
Since Deathstroke had deciphered the riddle on that sword, he presumably knew where the Divine Resting Place was—or at least, he had found the place where the Sword in the Star had once been stored.
Batwoman was smart as well. He had most likely thought of it the moment he saw the inscription on the sword.
"That's right. I didn't expect you