With the exception of a very few Superheroes, the Justice League's members all basically had families to look after.
This family, that team—everyone had relatives and friends, teammates and arch-nemeses, and people they needed to save.
So holding a meeting was completely pointless. Next, Cyborg would explain the situation to everyone who woke up, then hand out those little plastic chips. Those people would quickly leave as well, going off to save more lives.
Did this count as a virtuous cycle? As long as the Sleepless Knights did not invade reality on a massive scale, the operation would not be greatly affected.
Still, Earth's condition was not particularly good either. Elaine had only repaired part of the damage caused by Old Man God before; much of it had been deliberately left for humanity to handle on its own.
What Superman did not understand, Girl God did—if you did everything for humanity, it would only leave more people unemployed.
What Elaine had done was patch up the rifts and sinkholes caused by the earthquakes, toss the debris washed ashore by tsunamis back into the ocean, eliminate pathogenic bacteria that was difficult to handle by human labor, and then return Earth, this Drawing Board, to humanity so they could rebuild their homes themselves.
As for her, she was currently in New Heaven with Lucifer, watching the show and drinking coffee beneath the apple tree beside her wheat field.
"Are you sure you don't want to come have some fun?" Su Ming was on a call with the two of them. He was drinking orange soda from a glass bottle, which made him seem more down-to-earth than God.
"It's not that I don't want to. It's just inconvenient, Deathstroke." Elaine covered her mouth and yawned, but her words were sincere. "Nightmares come from