A man and a cat stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at the scenery for a while. This African country under the sun is very unique, full of high technology, but the folk customs seem to maintain the tribal system of thousands of years ago.
Wearing straw sandals, going shirtless, and playing a virtual projection game, this seems like a contradictory thing, but it is not strange at all when it comes to Wakandans.
"By the way, Slade, have you really not considered your heir?" The cat curiously rubbed its head against Deathstroke's face. It felt very confused. Among the humans it knew, they all cared about future generations.
, heirs and the like were given special importance, but Deathstroke didn’t seem to have that idea at all.
"First of all, I don't think I will die. Secondly, if I really die, the adjutant will launch a final backup plan, consume all the resources in my hand and die with the murderer, and there will be nothing left for people by then.
Just inherit it.”
Deathstroke smiled and carried the cat into the air. He flew slowly over the city and passed through the energy barrier that isolated the outside world:
"So instead of asking this question, why don't you think about what you want to eat tonight?"
"I don't have any appetite, meow." The cat nuzzled Deathstroke's face again, and it showed a slightly worried expression: "The omnipotent universe you and Leopard talked about should be at a level that is comparable to the super-time flow, right?"
"That's right." Deathstroke nodded.
"Now there is an enemy from that level, invading your almighty universe, don't you feel nervous?" The cat stepped on Deathstroke's shoulders with its small paws a few times, like a massage, but its service was actually being
The armor that Strangler turned into was enjoyed.
"I understand what you mean, you want to inform the Wuren Family, right?" Su Ming nodded, stretched out his hand to push the cat's butt: "Go if you want to, because Diversity 1 may indeed become the target of 'Mystery', but you
You have to inform Batman first."
While talking, Su Ming stretched out his hand, with a stack of more than a dozen USB flash drives in his palm.
These are the audio files of the conversation with Black Panther just now, as well as some information from previous encounters, including the scene where the Enigma swallowed a single universe.
They are all copied through quantum concepts and can be handed over to the cat to deliver the message. When the time comes, there is no need to waste words, just drop the USB drive and leave.
"If I leave, you won't be attacked, right?" The cat ate the USB flash drives in one gulp and kept them in its mouth, showing a bulging face: "That guy looks very dark. If he really wants to target you,
There is a high probability that he will do some dirty trick."
"This is Earth 40K. If I can still be attacked here, I might as well die." Su Ming patted the cat's head and reassured it that he had a plan: "You go ahead and scare me, I'll be there later.
I will go to the Hall of Justice and hold a meeting with the Justice League to do their ideological work."
"Yeah, meow." The cat nodded. It took a deep look at the death knell, as if it wanted to remember the man's voice and smile in its heart, and then it made a 'bang' sound, like popcorn exploding in a pot.
It disappeared into a ball of gray mist.
"Hey." The strangled black bean sprouts emerged and moved on the shoulders of the death knell.
What it means is that the guy from Thousand Cats Dream has finally left and still wants to compete with me for a host? Wishful thinking. Thinking about others and your own relatives at this critical moment means that you cannot serve the host wholeheartedly.
.
What else can you compare yourself to?
"You can't say that, it is right for Thousand Cats Dream to send information, because only sending messages through dreams is the most reliable and least likely to be intercepted." Deathstroke moved his neck, and he drifted in the air.
He said, "When God and Lucifer know about this, my pressure will be much less."
"Ugh?"
"Yes, I suspect that God knows about 'Enigma', just like Marvel's TOAA must know about the existence of 'Enigma'. After all, for existences of that level, they have probably fought against each other a long time ago."
Deathstroke and the symbiote started asking themselves questions again. He seemed to be infected by the panther god's laziness, and seemed to be just waiting quietly.
"Is this your escape route? I think you are a bit insulting to the enemy's intelligence?"
In the dark basement, Cable was watching Deadpool put a wig on his head. No matter how he mentally constructed himself, he was unwilling to face the huge green eyes in the sky alone. He had to have Deadpool and him
Go out together.
It's a bit counter-intuitive. If the Origin Judge wants to hunt down Deadpool, it should be more dangerous to follow the bitch? Why does Cable insist?
In fact, it was because he knew the existence of the plot continuity gem, and also knew that having Deadpool by his side was actually the safest. Anyway, he didn't believe that if he walked out, the huge green strange bird in the sky wouldn't recognize him.
You can tell at a glance that you are not from this world. It's okay to stay in the basement, but when you go to the street, just by looking at it, you can see that the timeline of this world has only reached the 1880 period.
There are horse-drawn carriages running on the streets, kerosene lamps on the roadside, people wearing tuxedos and tunics, and undried urine and feces all over the streets. I don’t know which world this is, but it’s the London of the Victorian Era.
Can the parts to repair the time machine be found in this world? Just the minimum mobile phone parts?
Anyway, Cable is not promising.
And there is another point. The pedestrians on the street don't seem to be able to see what is in the sky, but I can see it. Doesn't this mean that I am also being targeted?
Therefore, it is safer to stay with the holder of the plot continuity gem. Even if Wade can't stand it anymore, Deathstroke will come to save his cousin anyway, right?
Even though Deathstroke always teases Deadpool for fun and slips his hands every now and then, judging from Cable's experience, that person really treats Deadpool as his own brother.
"Of course." Deadpool held a powder compact in his hand and was applying foundation on his face. He winked at Cable, grabbed his white skirt and waved it twice: "That monster just saw that I'm handsome.
My face, and my handsome figure, so how will it respond if I dress up as a woman?"
"Uh, smell your scent and then crush you into a pulp?" Diansuo continued following his train of thought.
"No way, it's disgusting. What kind of enemy would crush a little fairy like me into a pulp?" Deadpool said, applying lipstick on his mask, and gave Cable a cute look: "
I bet that eagle can’t recognize me, after all, I’ve even changed my gender, right?”
In fact, the gender has not changed, but Deadpool found two rotten apples in the basement and stuffed them into his chest clothes. In his opinion, this was considered a disguise.
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Diansuo didn't say anything because he didn't know what to say. He couldn't even smile at this time.