As large numbers of Synthezoids were deployed, the scenes in the projections changed. At least four or five burly Synthezoid men appeared beside every madman. These weapons, their artificial muscles comparable to Schwarzenegger's, sprang into action the moment they landed, putting the madmen in all sorts of restraining holds.
Within seconds, the Adjutant reported, "All rebellions have been suppressed. There are approximately thirty-six billion human captives across the various universes. The number of other crazed animals is much lower."
"That's only natural, meow." Kitty became smug again. Sitting on Deathstroke's shoulder with one leg crossed over the other, it said, "Animals' thoughts are usually simpler. Making them go mad is actually harder. Nightmare is less harmful to them than rabies or foot-and-mouth disease."
"Put the humans under temporary house arrest. Don't wake them up for now; keep them contained in the streets." Su Ming was in no hurry to throw these people at zombies and horrors. Instead, he told the Adjutant to stand by. "There are still plenty of people trapped in nightmares. They could turn into madmen at any moment. Have the Synthezoids keep patrolling."
"Yes, Sheriff." The Adjutant nodded, her long silver hair rippling like flowing water.
"I won't watch the cleanup for now. Just do it. Let's see how my friends are doing." Su Ming glanced at Harley in the distance. With her back to him, Little Sugar Bean noticed nothing and was still arguing with Nightmare.
"Understood, Sheriff. I'll relay the surveillance feeds now." The Adjutant began operating the system. The next second, the protagonists in the projections before him all became familiar faces.
The first person he saw was Doctor Doom. His green hood was rather conspicuous, and Su Ming spotted him in the crowd at a glance.
Doom was currently displaying his power, using