"In fact, when the spaceships I sell gradually become more popular, and the population pressure and resource conflicts on the earth are alleviated, they will also change careers and have a bright future."
The Supreme Mage exhaled a puff of smoke and leaned on the chair to speak. Only the cigarette butts could be seen flickering in the darkness:
"Because manual labor will be replaced by a high degree of automation, they are not as good as bionic people in this industry. They are inferior from every angle. If you really sympathize with them, why not open a company or something to make them unemployed in the future?
Give you a job and make a decent living."
"I have a company." Deadpool tilted his head and said, taking out his business license from his pocket: "Look, my Wanshiwu Office undertakes all detective and investigation work, and can also find cats and dogs.
, help people move, or help people move their heads.”
His tell-all house is worse than Jessica Jones' detective studio. The only employees other than himself are teenagers with abnormal sexual orientation. They don't like coming to work and have no enthusiasm for work at all.
"Forget it, you're not that good. Let's discuss it with your succubus queen when you get back." Deathstroke looked at the projection of the pickup truck on the wall, the family racing with the beetle, and said with a smile: "Xia Kaila is the business owner.
He is a good hand in power, so don’t think too much and just be a mercenary honestly."
My cousin can be considered a good mercenary, but if he can be a good boss, it is better to hope that Tony Stark will become a monk.
"Well, you're right, let's continue watching the Kent family's road movie."
Wade, whose brain was abnormal, also had very changeable emotions. After being comforted by his cousin, he immediately put those troublesome things behind him and began to have fun again. He also sighed:
"It's rare for the two of us to find this man's den today. It would be great if Logan and Peter were here too."
At this point, Su Ming was a little curious, so he asked:
"Why do you suddenly think of them? Don't you love Cable and Adu who drives a taxi?"
Deadpool, who was picking his nose, smiled crookedly and also joked: "No, they are all my wings. Oh, it doesn't seem appropriate. Just saying that makes me feel a little sick."
His rotten tongue stuck out.
The next time was spent as the Kent family fled frantically and encountered all kinds of strange things on the road. Deathstroke did not intervene again. After all, Deadpool still did a decent job.
Even though his scripts are a bit disgusting, there is really some truth behind them. Just like what he said, cars, guns, balls, shit and pee are all arranged. If this is really made into a movie, it might actually be interesting.
Of course, people who watch the movie find it interesting, but people who experience this for themselves definitely don’t think so.
At midnight, when the Kent family arrived at the cabin in the mountains, the car stopped and the four of them were silent. Each one seemed to have had their kidneys ripped out, leaning on their seats and not wanting to move.
Superboy was mainly at a loss as the outrageous scripts sent to him kept coming one after another along the way. He didn't understand why these plans became more and more disgusting and funny.
The other three people saw too much darkness and madness, and saw the true terror of super-powered creatures, and therefore began to doubt life.
This familiar world seems to have become unfamiliar in just one day, as if everyone has never really known it.
The dung beetle that exploded like a tanker after falling off a cliff, the African-American that exploded like a gasoline barrel after being knocked down, the upright cow that exploded like a roadside bomb after a crazy car chase on the roadside, these ghosts
Why does the thing explode?
Even the flowers and plants on the roadside and the stones crushed by car tires will explode. Could it be that I have left the United States and arrived in Afghanistan or Iraq?
Of course, these are secondary. What makes them doubt their lives the most is the madness of other human beings. When faced with a crisis, human beings will really quickly degenerate into beasts. On several occasions, the Kent family's enthusiastic assistance to passers-by almost caused harm.
Everyone died.
Fortunately, Clark is here, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
So now, for different reasons, this family is sitting in the carriage without going out, thinking about the questions in their minds, breathing silently in the darkness.
Outside the car window, I could see fireflies in the forest and hear the faint chirping of insects, but the stars in the sky seemed to have dimmed, perhaps because bad news had been coming from the car radio.
So far, the country has been completely out of control. The past rulers have either lost contact or died. Now people, as individuals or as families, have embarked on a doomsday journey of struggling to survive.
Is there still hope for the earth? Is there still hope for mankind?
The car lights attracted a lot of flying insects, which were attracted to the feces and blood on the car. Their fragile wings stuck to the things they were after, and they struggled feebly until they drowned and died.
"Clark, maybe today we truly understand you." Jerry, who was still the head of the family, spoke first. The man sighed and turned off the car's engine: "I never thought before that people would
It became so scary.”
In the simple peasant's mind, he believed that killing was wrong, but seeing so many dark things today changed his mind.
"Yes." His wife also echoed his words, turned around from the co-pilot, and touched Clark's head: "The reason why you were easily angry in the parallel world before was because you saw too many dark things like this, right?"
She was so sad that she almost cried when she thought about how much suffering her son had suffered in the past without anyone knowing.
"It turns out that some people just deserve to be killed." Laurie held the documents with a firm look on her face. She had obviously figured out the reasons to defend her boyfriend: "The death penalty really shouldn't be abolished. Someone actually wants to do that to a car."
Things are really beasts."
At this time, Superboy, who was still distracted, smiled. He just nodded, indicating that what his family said was correct.
Although I don’t understand why I encountered so many strange things while driving in the past few hours, Deathstroke is indeed Deathstroke. His plan is completely incomprehensible, but the effect is still very good.
Now it is clear that his family members are completely on his side and they understand him!
In this way, more than half of his wish has come true. Even if the whole world still doesn't understand him in the future, then he feels that it is enough. As long as he has a family, it is enough.
Anyway, he is just a homebody. He just squats at home with nothing to do every day. Whether outsiders understand him is actually not that important.
Well, when he came down the road, his mind was confused. He really believed that he was the righteous party, and completely forgot about his past dark history in the parallel world.
But this is the purpose of Deathstroke, but it was accomplished using Wade's methods. What the bitch cousin is best at is confusing people and mixing things into a pot of porridge.
But Superboy's wish to end it here is doomed to fail. Once the plan for the Holy Jar War is launched, it will not be stopped by his will. This is also the purpose of Deathstroke's mission to send Buddha to the West.
If you have said that you want the world to recognize Superboy, then you must do what you say, and there is no reason to give up halfway.