Return to Gotham

"Finished?"

Bliss looked expressionlessly at the two people who had fallen out of the Teleportation Portal and asked, while the rest of the Legends still had not even finished a meal.

These people had it far too easy in their daily lives. Their combat ability was genuinely worrying, though perhaps Alfred's cooking was simply too delicious.

As if sensing Su Ming's thoughts, Alfred, who had been standing in the shadows like a statue, gave Su Ming a slight nod, his face carrying an aristocratic, reserved smile.

"Not yet. If we want to return to that Earth, we'll need the Waverider. The Teleportation Portal can't get through."

Su Ming did not explain much, but when a glimmer flashed through Bliss's eyes, he knew she had added another piece of intelligence to her records.

It couldn't be helped. Batwoman was Batwoman.

"I can't go with you." She directly admitted that she would not be able to help.

Cindy naturally nodded and turned her gaze toward the bats in the darkness. Those densely packed green eyes were rather interesting.

"On that Earth, I won't be able to last more than two hours. A special force will keep changing me."

Bliss turned back to continue operating the computer. She was monitoring her Earth, seeming to have detached herself from the whole affair, but she still offered an explanation.

"You don't have Tenth Metal. With only the Promethium and Nth Metal in your armor, plus willpower, two hours is your limit."

"Hah? So you understand everything again, do you?" Cindy sneered. She hated the way Batwoman put on airs. "How about I stay and help you monitor things while you go with him? Let's see how long you can last."

Bliss did not look away from the screen, squeezing out several syllables from the corner