"Mission accomplished. I feel so empty. Has anything fun happened lately?"
Deadpool sprawled on the couch and groaned. He was bored out of his mind. This world was far too "peaceful." China was developing according to its plans, step by step, and everything proceeded exactly as planned.
At the very beginning, Deadpool had still been able to join plenty of operations. There had been countless projects where he could lend a hand.
But as China grew stronger and its technology became more advanced, it gradually had less and less need for Deadpool.
Other than becoming a mercenary at first and slaughtering a few Jews, he had returned to China and begun living the life of a slacker.
Heaven knew this was not the life he wanted. He wanted grand, earth-shaking battles and thrilling missions!
But in reality, no one needed him anywhere.
Deadpool could fly through space, knew Portal magic, and possessed portal technology. So after personally setting up portals on the Moon, Mars, and Venus, he had retired with his work complete and returned to society.
China in this world was simply too "peaceful." There was nowhere for Deadpool to put his abilities to use, and the authorities had arranged a massive villa for him, feeding and housing him well every day. It did let Deadpool live without worries.
After all, someone as powerful as him was a ticking time bomb wherever he went. Keeping him settled down was ultimately a good thing.
"Other than when the lunar base was being built, when did you ever need me? The Mars base and Venus base don't seem to need me either..."
That nearly made Deadpool cry. He had come to this world to earn Reward Points, not to enjoy himself!
"I finally understand. Rich people's lives really are dull and