After Kangna saw the five words on the stick clearly, the big stick that was originally like a load-bearing column of a giant building suddenly shrank, spinning down to the golden-haired man who had appeared in the corner of the battlefield at an unknown time, wearing golden classical armor.
On the ape.
"[Hey, you can't beat this little snake~]" He put the stick on his shoulder and said in a very recognizable voice.
It turns out to be Sun Wukong. There is nothing strange about having a wishful golden cudgel...
No! This is totally wrong!
[Why does Sun Wukong appear here? Isn’t he a character in Journey to the West? It’s shown on TV every summer!] Kang Na almost wanted to poke the sign in John’s face.
"Generally speaking, our stories will not appear, but some people... are exceptions." John glanced at the dying black snake, put away the big sword, and turned to the golden-armored ape who was suspected of being Sun Wukong: "I
I thought you were with Winston, Great Sage."
"[No, no, don't call me 'Great Sage' or 'Sun Wukong'," the golden-armored monkey waved his hands repeatedly: "[My current name is 'Deadpool'.]"
What kind of strange name is that? Kangna began to think about the meaning of this name and forgot to ask about Sun Wukong.
"..." John was silent for a moment: "The real Deadpool, how is he?"
"[Hey, don't mention it, that little kid doesn't take teasing very well. He ran back to the Marvel studio crying and said he wanted to kill all the superheroes to calm down, hehe~]" Sun Wukong, who calls himself Deadpool, said with a sneer.
.
"Then you deny his identity? Although his face is a bit ugly, he's not a monkey, right?" John looked at Sun Wukong up and down.
"[Who said I am the 'monkey's group consciousness'?" Sun Wukong poked his chest with the thumb of his furry hand: "[I am the 'primate group consciousness'.]"
"...What does Fufu say about this?" John was silent again.
"[Hey, don't mention it, run away when you see me, I won't even try to help it fight Merlin.]" Sun Wukong shook his head repeatedly.
"Although I still have a lot to ask, I'm sure you won't tell me, so..." John pointed at the trembling black snake that curled up into a ball: "Why can't I hit it?"
"[Others can kill it, but you can't,]" Sun Wukong replied: "[You will suck its soul away directly. Whether it is pinched off or made into equipment, it will disappear permanently from the 'Land of Shadows'.
]"
"Doesn't it mean that King Xin can't be killed? How can he spread the fire?" John frowned.
"[As long as there is a throne in the Fire Sacrifice, you can kill them. They can be reborn. But for ordinary little kings, just cripple them and let them go. It will be very troublesome if no one is guarding the gate.]" Sun Wukong nodded on the ground.
A black snake that has become very small.
"Hmph... you go over there." John waved his hand towards the little snake.
As if he had been granted amnesty, the black snake slithered back into the armor. The armor jingled and reassembled, but it still lay there without daring to move.
"Well, back to business, since you are here, [she] must be here too." Although John used questions, his tone was very firm.
"[It's what you think,]" Sun Wukong replied: "[The Lin family girl is [Death], but I haven't found where she is.]"
"You must just not be looking for it." John used declarative questions again.
"[It's not necessary in the first place,]" Sun Wukong spread his hands and said, "[You are 'Thanos' and like 'Death', I am 'Deadpool' and 'Death' likes me. Just meet these key conditions.
]"
"Like you?" John raised his eyebrows.
"[Why, you don't believe it?]" Sun Wukong pointed at Kang Na: "[Girl over there, do you like my old Sun?]"
【Like!!】Kanna raised the sign and made the font five sizes bolder.
"[Say it directly~]" Sun Wukong snapped his fingers - there were too many hairs and he didn't do it.
"I like the Monkey King, Monkey King! - Huh?" After Kang Na spoke out, she later realized something was wrong: "Thank you, Monkey King!"
“[Just think of it as a meeting gift for your niece,]” Sun Wukong waved his hand: “[Also, call me ‘Deadpool’.]”
"Thank you, Great Sage Deadpool!" Kangna changed her words calmly.
"[Hehehe~]" Sun Wukong raised his hand again and pointed: "[The audience who are watching! Do you like me, old Sun?]"
…
"Uh...where is the Great Sage pointing?" Kangna asked John.
"He's pointing to the fourth wall, don't worry about him." John shook his head.
"Oh..." Kangna has become accustomed to it because she has seen so many surreal situations.
"[Before I leave, I want to remind you,]" Sun Wukong put the golden cudgel on his shoulder: "[When you finish the 'plot' of 'Land of Shadows', will you be 'spreading fire' or 'extinguishing fire'?"
', it's better to think clearly.]"
"Of course it's...huh?" John suddenly stopped thoughtfully mid-sentence.
"[If it is a simple 'Dark Soul', it makes no difference which one you choose, but what if all the souls here come from another world?]" Sun Wukong pointed to the sky with his stick: "[Powerful souls and even Xinwang
, from generations of heroes who bravely fought against the 'Reapers' but ultimately failed. As long as the cycle of harvesting continues, the world will continue to maintain light. If you interrupt the cycle of harvesting, the world will inevitably fall into the 'deep sea'.
]"
"Huh? Huh?" Kangna felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden change of topic to the real world.
"[As for your plan, I have also studied it, and it is indeed feasible - without the supplementary settings from the Kingdom of Shadows,]" Sun Wukong turned the stick twice: "[A lamp in the bedroom can spread fire.
To lighten it up, to put out the fire is to dim it, and the soul that cannot be used as firewood is equivalent to a quilt. Even if it is suddenly brightened, you can still sleep with your head covered.】"
"So, in theory, we should let the harvest continue, create a salary king to spread the fire - turn up the lights, and let the reapers take away the soul - take off the quilt, but..." John frowned.
"[However, this kind of thing happens once every 50,000 years, and the Lin family girl has not woken up yet,]" Sun Wukong shrugged: "[How to do it depends on yourself.]"
"For the time being... don't change the plan," John thought for a moment and nodded: "Stop the harvest cycle, snap your fingers, and then decide whether to put out the fire or spread the fire."
"[I guess you will do this,]" Sun Wukong stamped his foot, and a marshmallow-like cloud appeared out of thin air to lift him up: "[I'm going to have fun first, and I'll come back after you decide."
"
The next second, the clouds disappeared directly with him.
"What kind of fun does Deadpool look for?" Kangna asked.
