"Will your plan work? We can't go underwater." Banshee was the most impatient, and her inner turmoil constantly tortured her, leaving her somewhat mentally exhausted.
"According to my method, we won't touch that purple water, nor will we turn into fish."
Su Ming said calmly. The reason he asked Batman for eight planes was because he initially planned to recruit the Shadow Contract Team, and naturally had a way to deal with the flood.
"First, Blue Demon's uniform is waterproof; he can go underwater and move freely in the trench, no objections, right?"
Blue Demon thought for a moment and nodded, indeed, it was as Deathstroke said. His cursed demon skin made him feel as if he was always in hellfire, whether underwater or on land, there was no difference.
"Secondly, we have Laurie, who can mimic others' abilities; she can simultaneously mimic Blue Demon and Night Shadow, thus fully equipped to set up teleportation gates in the deep sea, while Daniel and I serve as escorts."
Night Shadow had no objections, anyway, her Shadow Plane was a barren black wasteland without even a blade of grass. Since it could now serve as a drainage system to save the world, she was willing to sacrifice her shadow teleportation ability for more time for the world.
"The plan is feasible; let's settle on it." She instructed Black Alice to mimic her ability first.
However, Black Alice expressed some concerns. She could indeed mimic two people at once, but she had never used the Shadow Plane, which might cause problems.
"Wait, I'm... not very confident, like how to construct teleportation gates, or how to open them in the cosmos. It's not something you can learn just by watching."
Su Ming stroked his chin, it seemed he had no choice; he had a backup plan.
"Take a look at this, can you mimic it?"
He pulled the little girl into a booth in the bar.
As he spoke, black sludge poured out from his body, standing beside him like a shadow unable to disperse.
It looked like another pure black Deathstroke, except with a pair of crescent-shaped eyes and a mouth full of sharp fangs.
It was Strangulation.
Su Ming wanted Laurie to mimic it, naturally gaining immunity to turning into fish and obtaining self-healing and symbiotic abilities.
As long as the mimicry succeeded and she symbiotically bonded with Night Shadow, Night Shadow could set things up at the seabed herself, making it more secure.
"What is this monster?" Laurie, just a little girl, instinctively retreated at the sight of the symbiote.
This pure black entity felt overwhelmingly wrong to her, like a mass of sludge with endless hunger.
"Uh, it's my pet, capable of forming a protective membrane over me, allowing me not to turn into fish. Just tell me if you can mimic it."
"Let it demonstrate its abilities, then I can mimic it." Black Alice grimly stared at Strangulation, suppressing her fear.
Su Ming conveyed a thought for Strangulation to showcase its symbiotic and transformation abilities.
Immediately, Su Ming saw the black T-shirt worn by Black Alice starting to flow like a mucus, covering her entire body. She instantly transformed into the appearance of a symbiote.
This indicated that the mimicry was successful.
Her superpowers manifest corresponding features based on whom she mimics.
For instance, if she mimics Superman, an S appears on her black T-shirt's chest; if Shazam, then a yellow lightning bolt emblem; if Doctor Fate, she dons a golden helmet of clock shape.
Now, having become the symbiote, her characteristic was a body covered in black sludge...
"Very good, your ability is useful; now let's go out, you symbiote with Night Shadow, and we'll act immediately."
Su Ming took a moment to marvel, calling Strangulation back to him, indicating that the plan could commence.
..................
The symbiotic process did not proceed smoothly; Alice's mimicry wasn't entirely accurate, making the parasitic procedure noticeably rough.
Night Shadow was only an ordinary Magical Girl, lacking Deathstroke's endurance to pain. When Alice turned into a mass of sludge and enveloped her, Night Shadow screamed.
Every nerve, every muscle, was crudely linked to the symbiote's tissue.
Her scream was catastrophically piercing, capable of rupturing others' eardrums.
This caused side effects, making Laurie hesitant, greatly prolonging the symbiotic process.
Laurie realized she hated noise, hearing others scream made her uncomfortable and want to harm someone.
She guessed that was probably the weakness of such a bizarre creature.
After a few minutes, the symbiotic process finally ended.
"Feels strange... Laurie is inside me..."
The symbiotic process was over, Night Shadow stood breathing heavily, wrapped in ominously black hues, she tried clenching her fists, feeling the raging power flow through her body.
"You're the one making it sound weird, saying I'm inside your body?"
The surface of her face showed Laurie's visage, the little girl awkwardly protesting. If not for the world, she wouldn't want to become any soft-bodied creature.
"Anyway, as long as the plan works." Su Ming, being a pragmatist, didn't care about their feelings: "Now everyone board the spaceship."
"No problem, Trish stays in the bar awaiting calls, continue cleaning up." Bo Bo readily accepted.
"Uh, can't I go with you?" The Gothic Girl's eyes turned into dead fish eyes; she didn't want to clean.
"No, you shouldn't get involved in these matters, wait for me to return. I want to see the bar restored to a state where it can operate again."
Bo Bo firmly refused, Trish was just a young girl; going to the battlefield wasn't suitable for her.
Let's take a look at who's in Deathstroke's team. Besides him, Bo Bo, and Blue Demon, everyone else is a killer. He won't let Trish have much contact with these people.
Especially Harley Quinn, she's too crazy.
Moreover, since Trish doesn't act with the others, even if Circe suddenly appears in the bar, she won't make things difficult for her.
The gorilla's word doesn't count, Deathstroke never cares about hostages. The less valuable Trish seems, the safer she is.
Bo Bo knows this well, which is why he left her behind to clean. He just doesn't want her running around.
Su Ming thought the same, watching everyone walk out the door. Outside was the street of the small town. He stayed behind, pointing at the black, human-shaped char on the floor.
"You can try using a steel wool ball. It's effective for dealing with charred corpses stuck to the floor."
After saying this, he slipped out too, leaving the bar empty with only Trish looking hopeless.
But when she saw the full set of signed photos Harley left her, she quickly brightened up, working with motivation.
.........
Eight seats, just right, and Bo Bo was now sitting in the pilot's seat.
The aircraft flew at a high speed, smoothly flying above the water, and after becoming invisible, it left only a vague shadow on the sea surface.
Bo Bo felt he was being useful again. At least he could pilot a ship. Of course, this was much smaller than the Qiongji.
It seemed he had finally escaped the fate of a secretary.
Su Ming watched the gorilla enthusiastically piloting the plane towards the Mariana Trench, roughly guessing what he was thinking.
Let him be happy for a moment. In fact, he would soon find out he couldn't escape his secretarial duties, only now he also had a side job as a driver.
"When we go underwater, Ivy, continue your seawater research. This matter of people turning into fish must be reversed. Banshee, handle security. If any aircraft approaches, shoot them down immediately."
"What about me? What about me?" Harley popped her head out from the back. She wanted an assignment too; it sounded fun.
"Uh… you'll be in charge of the entertainment. Don't you love dancing?"
There really wasn't anything suitable for Harley to do, so she would be a cheerleader for now.
"Can I host a tea party?" Harley asked with sparkling eyes.
"If you can find Batman's tea leaves, feel free."
At this point, Bo Bo signaled to Su Ming in the co-pilot's seat that they had arrived at their destination. The Earth was becoming a water ball, and he could only rely on longitude and latitude to pinpoint a location.
Su Ming chose the lowest point on the seafloor to ensure the toxic seawater could be expelled cleanly, and as long as the general direction wasn't too far off, he could dive down to find it.
After all, a plan is just a plan. If the lowest point turned out to be an underwater volcano, adjustments would be necessary.
"Daniel, Laurie, Eve, let's move. Don't talk underwater to avoid swallowing water."
He walked toward the aircraft's rear cabin, opened the door, and jumped down, diving into the water. The others followed suit.
As a mage, Eve had never tried diving or anything like it, but Laurie was now possessing her, making her feel much stronger.
Not just physically, even her spirit felt much better. Now her heart was filled with confidence.
'Why do I feel this way? Is this love?'
Eve began to wonder if she was falling in love with Laurie, but what to do if they were both girls?
With this tangle and doubt, she too jumped into the icy seawater.
The purple water greatly affected visibility, and the only source of light was Blue Demon's trident.
The tip of his trident could light up with hellfire, which could burn eerily for illumination even underwater.
Following the light, with Laurie's help, Eve started to dive deeper.
It was an unprecedented experience, their minds connected, able to communicate, inseparable, working together in harmony.
Eve had never been so close to anyone else.
She started to panic a bit, and this thought naturally was detected by Laurie, who also began to become indecisive.
The thing between girls, filled with lacy dreams, sweet and fragrant tastes, the taboo of morality…
Just as their minds started to wander, a giant creature suddenly rushed out of the dark water. It was a mutated shark, looking like a giant sea cucumber covered in coral.
In its gaping maw, the circular teeth were layered more than a dozen times. If swallowed in and sucked, they'd likely be turned into peeled chicken instantly.
The two girls, snapping back to reality, flailed around, seeming to cramp up in their panic.
In terms of 'EVA' and 'Pacific Rim' terminology, this was called losing synchronization.
At the critical moment, Su Ming's Nightfall Greatsword arrived again, cleaving the mutated creature in two.
The black-red blood dissolved into the water, which would inevitably draw more enemies. In the ocean, many hunters rely on water molecules to seek out their prey.
This wasn't a place to linger.
He lightly tapped Eve on the head, signaling her to follow Blue Demon. The current depth was far from enough. The darker, deeper trench awaited below.