The Death Knell

Worry. Seeing Deadpool's performance, Su Ming was very worried.

In fact, his cousin's brain is not stupid, but that's not necessarily the case when he gets sick. Looking at him now as if he is possessed by the Laughing Bat, Su Ming is very suspicious of his mental state.

Can Wade really have any good ideas in this state?

However, I was originally discussing with TOAA, and now it’s not a bad thing to have one more person express some opinions. After all, the decision-making power still lies in my own hands.

Even if the bitch cousin's idea is too bad, it's okay to have some fun. Anyway, it's just idle time.

"Oh, by the way, cough, cousin, I just told me in the live broadcast room that CAAT has begun to attack the 40K universe. The manpower you arranged has temporarily withstood it, but I don't know how long it can be entangled."

"Haha, whether it is 40K or Diversity 1, fighting alone may not last too long. Lucifer has character flaws, Elaine is too young and inexperienced, Wanda relies too much on magic, and Xiao Fu has character flaws."

Su Ming sat back cross-legged on the grass, took a puff of cigarette, and leisurely used chopsticks to fish out the instant hot pot:

"But when I knead the two multiverses together to form a chimera universe that is like a super-large universe but not super-large, Marvel and DC can learn from each other's strengths. Not to mention the waste, I won't even defeat CAAT. Accident."

When facing an enemy, one must attack them. This is the glorious tradition of superheroes, so it is natural to concentrate manpower on them.

"Did you really have arrangements? It's dark, it's too dark." Deadpool showed his disgusted face again, but due to the presence of the mask, he could only be seen shaking his head, as if he had eaten something bitter. Same.

"Stop moving, your belly isn't set yet."

Death Knell put down his chopsticks and pointed at his stomach, shook his head speechlessly, and then said:

"Okay, it is expected that CAAT will be entangled. It lacks the concept of positive energy attributes. This is a weakness that I have been observing for a long time. Once it is exploited, there is no reason why it cannot be tolerated, so you can quickly tell me your ideas now. ”

After hearing what his cousin said, Deadpool, who had just received an agreement to increase the money, acted very well. He came close to the two of them and murmured quietly.

Not only was he talking, he was also making movements with his hands, which looked like the 'I want it all' gesture.

There were only two words to say, so when he moved his head away, Su Ming breathed out a breath, looked him over, and asked:

"Are you sure you can do it? You know, if we copy that thing and don't play well, we may be directly hit by the fourth wall. That is even more dangerous than CAAT."

Upon hearing this, TOAA on the side became serious. Although its golden face was originally expressionless, its eyes were full of caution at this time.

The sun was still warm, but the stench lingered at the tip of his nose, and even the slightest movement of Deadpool's hand would make the stench spread.

He obviously couldn't smell it himself, so he still raised his head high and replied proudly:

"Don't worry, the studio veterans won't lie to me. If they say it's okay, it must be okay."

TOAA provided the power of creation, Deadpool provided intelligence, and Deathstroke took out the Book of Origins and the colorful blood to start his first attempt.

The process of creating the so-called "positive everything" was much easier than imagined, probably because it was a real character, and I just moved it into the current universe.

Along with the sound of childlike music, the figure in front of the three people gradually became solid, and soon became a specific figure, but it was not humanoid.

"Is this the trump card you want?" TOAA looked at the character that just appeared in front of it. Although it provided the paint and energy to allow Deathstroke to complete the construction of this character, it really couldn't see the black round ears. How strong is the mouse?

Yes, the creature Deathstroke worked with him just now was a big rat with a black body and white face, big cartoon eyes, limbs as thin as noodles but walking upright, and wearing only white shorts.

If I have to say it has any special characteristics, it would be that its ears are particularly round, and this mouse always has a charming smile on its face that can drive children crazy.

Hearing the words of the big golden face, the black mouse opened his arms happily, as if he wanted to hug everyone, and at the same time said loudly in a funny voice like a castrated person:

"Hello, adults and children! Look who's here? That's right! It's me, your favorite Mi. Woohoo!"

Before the big mouse finished speaking, a big black and yellow hand stretched out from the side to cover its mouth. Deathstroke's head came close to its face and asked grimly:

"Are you sure it's okay to say your name? First, let's get a feel for it. Does it smell like the legal department you're familiar with?"

The poor mouse wanted to answer, but his mouth was covered, but it was not a big problem. Deadpool answered the question for him:

"Don't worry, cousin. The old guys said that according to copyright law, the copyright of this black mouse will expire this year. But the white shorts version and the red shorts classic version are not enough."

"Okay, but just to be on the safe side," Deathstroke turned his attention to the mouse, took out the lipstick from his pocket, and painted it with red lips: "Don't say your name, don't say where you are from, let alone Doing the classic action of stomping your feet and whistling, this period of time is called 'Zhengshi', do you understand?"

The black mouse understood. The big ears on his head swayed back and forth as he nodded, looking very cute.

"How's it going? Slade, is my idea cool?"

Seeing that his cousin was so satisfied, Deadpool immediately began to claim credit. He smiled like an urban god of war, and his voice was full of triumph:

"You see, CAAT is the ultimate threat conjured up out of thin air by Marvel editors, and our old friend is from Disney, and is properly the superior unit of Marvel. He is on the fourth wall. If CAAT is a word, it probably means cat, right? As we all know, if you want to deal with a cat, you have to use a mouse."

"You've jumped off the channel. You should be talking about Tom and Jerry, right? And didn't you notice that there was a silencer in what you said?"

Su Ming pinched the cigarette butt and put it away. He patted his knees and stood up. He sighed. He released his big hand covering the mouse's mouth. The latter immediately showed a cute smile. The man deliberately looked away from the mouse and said:

"Oh, I don't know why, but I really fucking think what you said makes sense."

"Of course it makes sense. Think about it, we only need to get a tower shield next, and then you tie 'Mi Ge' up with a belt, and then you can charge towards the CAAT with the shield. Look at it. If you dare to kill Shushu, the editors behind it will be fired!"