Now that there is such a conjecture, if this broken 'ladder' was dug out from the historical garbage heap by Perpetua, then there is nothing to worry about, after all, the guy is dead.
In addition, the Laughing Bat may also be able to do this, but he is also dead.
Now that I think about it, the situation seems a lot more optimistic. At least it is not a chessboard played by God, and the level will not be too high. This is good news.
The road to Michael's location is not easy to walk. This shabby space is extremely unstable. If you play space teleportation here, you are almost risking your life. It is easy to cause the upper body to enter a certain fragment of the story.
But the lower body is still outside.
Although this is not fatal to everyone, it would not be good if something sneak attacks you at a critical moment.
In Su Ming's previous life, he had seen some movies about beautiful women whose upper bodies were stuck in walls, under beds, in cupboards, etc., and couldn't get out. As a result, one or more wretched men appeared behind them. What happened?
Issues
"It's really troublesome, turbulent space and so on." Deadpool scratched his butt a few times, took out a piece of rotten dead skin from his pants, and threw it aside: "Is there any other way we can go? It's like...
It’s the same as in Florida, there’s always a way to get around the Everglades, right? I can’t even remember the last time I ate crocodile meat, I just remember eating a human leg from the crocodile’s belly.”
Having said this, Deadpool still laughed, seeming to find it amusing that someone else lost his leg.
The brain circuit of a bitch is like this. He has super self-healing and can throw away his arms and legs at will, but ordinary people can't, so this makes him feel superior, so he is happy.
As for whether the incident itself is cruel and dark, how will the unlucky guy who lost his leg live?
In fact, Su Ming doesn't really care how miserable others are. Anyway, as long as he can have enough to eat and live well, why should he mind other people's business? Unless one day there is enough fate, that person seeks out Karma Taj to study.
It would be easy to help him recover one of his legs.
But the key lies in fate, or the arrangement of the story.
"Yes, but we have to wait a moment." Thinking about the crocodile and the human leg, without delaying the business, Su Ming took out the small notebook and scribbled on it after finishing what he said: "I'll change it.
Let’s see if this shabby origin can be made slightly better out of the materials it was born from.”
A little better, it would not burst out so many small fragments when it breaks; but it cannot be top-notch, otherwise it will last forever.
If the Crazy Blue Man really goes to Marvel to cause trouble, then just wait for a big event like Flashpoint to happen. So you should take your time when writing, and while making changes, you should also pay attention to the scale.
The adaptation is not random, and the drama is not nonsense. Otherwise, we would have fast forwarded to the time when DC and Marvel were both blooming, and we would need to find a professional Japanese person to apologize for ourselves.
"Not bad, um, not bad." The cat stretched out his head and squatted on the death knell's shoulder and made a affirmative voice repeatedly: "This is the first time you started to rewrite the origin of a universe, and you did it very comprehensively. Meow, I feel like my cat is born
They all lived on the dogs."
Although it is a dream, A Thousand Cats Dream still looks down on dogs, which is probably a manifestation of the collective subconscious.
"Oh, just write whatever you want. Didn't you see TOAA do a demonstration before?" Su Ming was modest, but still showed a smile on his face: "If you think there is something wrong, just remind me, after all, modifying the world is not a good idea.
You have more experience than me."
"It's different, meow. What I modified was only based on the 'reality' that Dream can see, but what you changed was the 'origin' of this world in the past. There are more things to think about than me, and the difficulty is also greater.
Because time is the most uncertain variable."
The soft kitten probably doesn't know what modesty is. It only tells the truth, so what it says appears to be more sincere.
"Okay, this should be fine." As Deathstroke put away his notebook, the environment around the two people and the cat began to change. The originally topsy-turvy world looked a little more normal, at least there were no mountains falling upside down in mid-air.
It has grown out.
Deadpool couldn't see much more, but he could feel that his internal organs were no longer uncomfortable, and the gravity factor had obviously been repaired by his cousin.
Although the interior of the Underworld at this time is still in a chaotic style overall, it is not that difficult to move around at least.
"Is it possible to teleport through space? There have been so many changes here. I suddenly want to pee." Deadpool held up his pants and looked like he was looking for the toilet, but there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth under his mask.
Smile, it's obvious that this is another time to make a living.
"You should try it, come closer to me." Su Ming smiled and raised his mask. His voice was made eerie and hoarse by the voice changer. The red one-eyed goggles lit up, but he said something slutty: "You can bear with me."
After a while, I peed on the feet of God."
"Wow, that sounds cool, haha." Deadpool was obviously very happy with this idea. He walked to his cousin and stretched hard: "Then what are we waiting for? I'm ready.
Diabetes insipidus."
By changing the origin of the Hades universe, it affected the current broken universe. No major changes were made in other aspects, but the problem of story fragments was greatly alleviated, making the space appear much more orderly.
The teleportation could arrive without any side effects, and Su Ming naturally did not continue the habit of walking for fitness. The blue light representing quantum flashed, and the two of them and the cat instantly arrived at the location where Michael had sent the signal.
In the blink of an eye, I saw a pair of big golden wings. This archangel was facing away from everyone, looking warily at the sea above his head.
Yes, there is a purple sea above the head. It is not a cloud. Many concepts of the underworld are confused, so the sea here is like this, floating in the sky.
"Hi, Archangel, how are you today?" Su Ming sent a friendly greeting, and he patted the angel on the back.
"Not very good, human being." Michael was unsmiling. He was extremely serious and gave this answer without looking back: "I knew it was you who blew the trumpet, and that thing was originally only Gabriel.
Lie Neng can brag, you are wrong."
Known as God’s ‘left hand’, ‘vice king of heaven’, and ‘archangel’, Michael gives people the impression that he is rigid, serious and serious.
He has no ill intentions, but when he sees something he doesn't like, he can't help but say something. This is also his nature.
"Oh? Mimi, did you hear that? Haha." Su Ming happily talked to the cat on his shoulder. He touched the little animal's ears: "It's just that he just said that what I did was wrong, instead of saying that I was guilty.
This is the attitude an angel should have."
"Haha, don't worry about him." The cat also covered his mouth and smiled, glanced at the archangel, and said: "Michael is extremely rigid. It can be said that everyone knows this, unless you want to become the second Michael
Caleb, otherwise you should never do things according to his ideas, people will become very boring."