"Boss Chen, look, I've spent the past few years working wholeheartedly for China. Do you think you could give me Superman's abilities so I can have some fun?"
Deadpool had no shame whatsoever. The moment he heard that Sovereign Space could exchange rewards for Superman's power, his mind immediately started racing.
The kind of power that let Superman grow stronger just by basking in the sun was simply too tempting.
And it was not just a little stronger, but a billion times stronger!
The power of Kryptonians was utterly unreasonable. It was neither scientific nor magical—just basking in the sun could let them blow out the sun. In Deadpool's words, it was downright shameless!
Of course, if he could, he wanted to be that "shameless" too.
By now, Deadpool's regenerative ability had grown countless times stronger than it had been at the beginning. In such a short time, he had already recovered to this extent. He took off his mask, revealing his ugly, wrinkled avocado-like face, which was now filled with a fawning smile.
For the sake of getting stronger, this guy had completely thrown away his dignity.
"Oh? Tell me, then. What contributions have you made?"
Chen Mu looked at Deadpool with interest, then found himself a sofa and lounged comfortably on it.
"In that world, I provided China with a whole lot of things. I don't understand them, but as long as China has people who do, that's enough."
After arriving in that world, Deadpool had indeed not hesitated at all before donating everything in his possession to China for free.
Of course, limited by their foundational technology, China in that world had not achieved many immediate results. However, with the portal's help, it had made tremendous progress in aerospace technology.
Naturally, that did count as Deadpool's contribution.