Since they were already waiting for him, Su Ming felt awkward standing at the entrance thinking. He had originally planned to buy some drinks from the vending machine nearby and sample the local flavors of The World of Action, but that no longer seemed appropriate.
He stepped into the Amusement Park, and the sky suddenly darkened, becoming night.
At the center of the deserted Amusement Park, the Ferris wheel's frame formed a bleak silhouette beneath the moonlight. The Carousel continued to circle endlessly, even without any riders.
The Mysterious Life Form was not far away. Beneath the moonlight, she wore a red robe and looked like a female ghost—the kind brimming with the deepest resentment.
"Hello, beautiful. May I call you that?" Su Ming waved at her as he walked closer.
The Mysterious Life Form nodded. She apparently did not care what she was called, nor did she intend to reveal her name. Instead, she said directly, "I know why you have come, Deathstroke. Perhaps we can discuss the hidden Mysteries you seek."
"Yes, that's exactly what I want to talk about. Same as always, then—I'll treat you to a soda." The ever-generous Deathstroke took out his orange soda again, unscrewed the cap for her, and set it atop a children's rocking ride that had come to a stop nearby.
She did not refuse. Picking up the soda, she took a light sip from the bottle like a human. "Earlier, she mentioned your story. But in my opinion, your story contains too much battle and hatred. So have you ever considered what true happiness is?"
Deathstroke, smoking a cigarette, thought for a moment. "Happiness? What does that have to do with Mysteries? Does it have anything to do with my journey?"
The mysterious woman in red nodded. She took another