Maybe it's because of a lack of resistance to cold jokes, the rabbit seems to talk less, but Su Ming is also happy with that; he prefers the gorilla over the rabbit.
Not to mention, although this rabbit is large, it isn't large enough to wield a weapon, so it's completely useless.
The footprints floating above the floor guided Su Ming through the corridor, through the hall, and along the way, he had to knock down several talking suits of armor and defeat a floating sword wanting to duel with him.
In the end, these footprints led through a hidden passage, entering the Great Book Library from another direction.
This is where the Sleep Demon stores untold stories.
It's not Su Ming's first time here; previously, during the battle with Barbatos, the Justice League used this place as a transit point.
Now, even though the path of entry is different, the view is entirely different.
Everything in the magnificent hall was upside down, and he walked in a reversed space.
All the bookshelves seemed to be stuck upside down to the ceiling, and bright candles hung against gravity beside him. He could see some little people, resembling goblins, busy organizing documents overhead, but they couldn't see Su Ming above them.
This furniture, everything around, between light and phantom, the world is filled with mystery.
This has nothing to do with magic, nor power; it's about unique rules.
"Alright, an inverted world," Su Ming sighed. "According to the mask, this is the real castle hub; what we've seen before was the inverted world."
The rabbit clicked its teeth and shook its head, "I don't know about this either, it's really beyond my understanding..."
"Never mind, I wasn't planning on dining here anyway. Let's finish the business quickly; my friends are waiting for me."
"Your friends, are they also masked humans like you?"
"Not entirely, I also have a friend who's a talking gorilla. He admires me a lot and whenever he encounters difficulty, he cries and begs to hold my leg. I'm just too soft-hearted and let him have his way every time, alas."
The rabbit, not knowing the truth, believed it. In the Dream Country, there are never lies, so it lacks the discernment for such things.
It said enviously, "You're really good to your friends, I can feel the warmth in your words."
"What? Impossible! I'm actually very dark, do you know the sewers?" Su Ming coughed and regained his cold tone: "I usually travel by sewers; people say I'm greedy and insidious, as dark as scavengers."
"But you're here to save the Multiverse, right?" The rabbit tossed out the cigarette butt, revealing a quirky smile, "It's not just our kingdom that has problems; through the cracks in the sky, we can see the Origin Wall and naturally seeing the explosions and flames. I guess the people of your Multiverse are in big trouble too, and you're here to save your kind."
"I suppose, but saving people is just a side thing; I don't work for free."
"Labor for reward, even children know this; it's called justice," the rabbit nodded, not feeling anything wrong: "I don't care what others think, I only look at the results, and I see you've saved us all, so you're a good person."
"No, don't hand me the 'good person' card, I'm not a good person," Su Ming quickly refused; it's too unlucky: "I'm just an ordinary human, doing what ordinary people do; don't equate me to a Moral Supreme."
"Moral Supreme...? Who's that?"
Su Ming walked up to a pillar, noticing a small hidden door: "Once I help you get Daniel back and patch the sky, ask him to get you guys on the internet, cover Dream Country with Wi-Fi. When you learn to browse online forums, you'll understand who are trolls and Moral Supremes."
"Internet... dad? What's that?"
The rabbit's lips, split into three parts, were a bit drafty as it watched Su Ming open the secret compartment and pull out a small cloth bundle, making a comical sound.
"A very convenient and fun thing; later have him get you cell phones, just be careful not to get neck pain." Su Ming squinted after a glance at the small package, having roughly understood.
The rabbit chuckled, baring its big front teeth: "As long as we can live until then... It's kind of ironic. We just learned what the coming of death means, yet have to face her warm embrace..."
Su Ming put it on the ground, took out some junk food and snacks from his belt to stuff into it:
"As long as my plan goes smoothly, you won't die. For those who help me, if they die, where does that leave my face? This is the hub of the castle, probably the most sturdy and reliable place in this plane, stay here and watch me save the cosmos!"
"You really are a..."
"Stop! I'm off!"
Su Ming waved his hands repeatedly.
He immediately summoned the Inverted Man, and the wriggling Teleportation Gate suddenly appeared, sucking him in, spinning in the air into a tiny dot, then disappearing.
The rabbit, holding the soda bottle, tried hard to twist the cap but couldn't open it, tore into the snack, tasted it, and its tongue felt like it was on fire, prompting it to hang its tongue out like a dog.
Watching the spot where Su Ming vanished, it shed tears of emotion.
..............
"I've arrived."
Clark floated above the streets of Metropolis, on the way helping rescue cats stranded in trees by the flood, and assisted a lonely old man by getting some food.
While at it, he cleared up broken-down vehicles blocking the roads in central Metropolis, parking them by the roadside to restore traffic, and helped the police capture a few looters.
Exactly one minute, Batman was pressing too hard; Kryptonians have their limits, you know?
The hemispherical building before him is the Justice League's current backup base, actually right next to the Daily Planet, hidden in a phone booth.
When activated with a specific frequency, the phone booth disassembles into billions of nanorobots.
These microscopic nanorobots start digging buried special materials underground, constructing pre-installed structures on the ground, then piece them together to form a giant yurt.
Batman's requirement was to construct an indoor safe environment of 6000 square meters within half an hour.
Since it's a backup base, the location naturally needs to be near Superman, the Justice League's strongest combat power. Of course, he has such backup bases globally, just that others don't need to know.
Suddenly building such a structure on the ground inevitably blocks traffic and envelops several nearby buildings, but no worries; aren't they just a dozen skyscrapers?
Wayne Group bought them all!
The Justice League also has a logistics team, generally reliable ordinary people who are justice-oriented, who would find these buildings' owners and buy them out with an over 50% premium, never having encountered a problem.
Batman's money, billions thrown like waste paper, is really exhilarating for ordinary folks!
If the logistics team's most hated task is cleaning up sticky monster corpses, their most favored is likely buying buildings for Batman...
Now, Clark could see the giant white metal yurt imprinted with the Wayne Group's logo, with a small opening below the logo, that's the entry he has to squeeze through.
Superman sighed, would it be that difficult for Batman to make the entrance larger?
Darkness, so much darkness.
Not everyone knows Bone Shrinking Technique, Ron can transform and doesn't have this concern, but what about someone as burly as himself...
Nonetheless, he braced himself, ignoring the squeaking sound of metal bending, stubbornly squeezing through the 'skylight.'