In the brightly lit hall, Deadpool was talking with Batwoman and Harley—or rather, he was providing live text commentary.
He couldn't see what was happening on Cousin's side himself, so he had to let the guys in the livestream watch and type it out for him, then relay it to the two people in front of him.
It inevitably brought to mind the early days of the Internet, when hardware couldn't support video livestreams and text coverage of sporting events had been immensely popular.
As they spoke, the environment around them underwent a drastic change. The walls and lights had originally been pure white, but in the blink of an eye, everything shifted styles.
The walls became Black Metal, and most of the lights vanished at once, leaving behind a dim dark-red glow. It was as if the entire building had instantly turned into a Haunted House.
"Looks like the Ninth Cosmos really is connected to Deathstroke's side." Batwoman surveyed the surroundings. As darkness descended, his tone noticeably became more relaxed. "The Butterfly Effect changed our environment. This building has taken on Deathstroke's preferred style as well."
That was right. A Black Metal structure paired with dim red interior lighting made it seem as though blood was flowing through the air.
It wasn't entirely Batwoman's preferred style. He liked environments without light and had no particular demands regarding the color of a building's walls, so long as light was as absent as possible.
"Hehe, it's pretty interesting. Whatever Little Bee does over there causes corresponding changes here, since we're a later Time Point." Harley, on the other hand, seemed quite pleased. The refugees' sudden assault earlier had given even her a fright. "But it still hasn't changed completely, has it? The best outcome would be for him to appear right