"Put the party on hold for now. My God, you can't just kill that old bastard and think everything's fine. The mess he made still needs cleaning up."
Deathstroke wordlessly walked to a corner of the room, turned on the television there, and switched it to the news channel for Elaine to see.
"Look, this is Coast City. Rats are still eating people. Now look at Gotham—more than half the city's districts have been destroyed, and the water supply has problems too. And here, this is Paris. It's raining toads, and it still hasn't stopped."
These were all disasters caused by Old Man God. Elaine now needed to cancel these divine punishments, and there was a mountain of work to do.
Su Ming had never handled cleanup work himself before; he always dumped it on someone else. But now that Elaine was home, she had immediately flopped into bed. She did not look like someone who would remember any of this, so he had to remind her.
"Huh? What a hassle." The girl tossed aside the notebook in her hand, lay back down on the bed, pulled up her little blanket, and closed her eyes. "Uncle Lucifer should be back soon. I'll let him handle it. I want to sleep. I still have school tomorrow."
"School?" Kitty looked baffled. It jumped onto the bed and bounced on the soft spring mattress. "You're God now. Why would you want to go to school? Even if you aren't omniscient, you should be close to the Old Man. Is human knowledge even useful to you?"
"I have knowledge, but I don't have academic credentials or diplomas. What good job can I get without qualifications?" Elaine pulled the blanket higher, leaving only her large eyes exposed as she answered in a muffled voice. "I'm