"I don't know either. Let's give it a try. If you can't find any inspiration, walk around and take a look. Maybe you'll gain something?"
In response to the Adjutant's question, Su Ming reminded her to keep a level head. They had come to this universe to seek inspiration in the first place, and if they could not find any, there was no need to be discouraged. They could simply look for another world with a "wall":
"Teleport us. Alt nodded, so I won't need to use my own Quantum Concepts and risk losing my hair."
"Understood. Calculating. Beginning teleportation."
The moment the Adjutant finished speaking, a beam of blue light whisked Deathstroke away. It was much like their previous teleports, with no major difference, except this time they were using Doctor Pym's technology—the method that sent people into the Quantum Realm.
Cyberspace was essentially made up of zeroes and ones, while the characters themselves were made up of electrons. Electrons were also a type of particle, and from a microscopic perspective, they too belonged to the Quantum Realm.
When the light faded, Su Ming had arrived in this section of Cyberspace. Unlike everyone else, though, he had brought his own colors with him.
Songbird and Johnny were blue, while Alt was red. He remained whatever color he was supposed to be, without turning into one of those blue people. Not bad.
"Looks like you reached an agreement?"
Su Ming asked Johnny and Alt, who were not far away. He rolled his shoulders. This place felt somewhat oppressive, not especially comfortable.
Still, it was fundamentally just a virtual box, so he could not expect too much. It was not even close to the level of a Pocket Dimension, since it lacked far too many concepts.
"Yes, Alt is willing to