Deadpool
Kino and Venom arrived at Banner's lab, and before they even reached the door, they could hear a commotion coming from inside.
"Doctor, you must save me."
"I'm not a doctor, you can call me Dr. Banner."
"Okay, Doctor Banner, is there any hope for me? If not, please donate my second brother; he hasn't had enough of life yet."
"Shut up, you're not dead, why would you donate anything? Besides, who would want something like this?"
"Doctor Banner, but I can't feel my body anymore, I'm probably paralyzed."
Moreover, that's a cyclotron-accelerated jet-powered Armstrong cannon; I've used it for twenty years, and it's still as good as new.
"I..."
Kino shook his head helplessly, pushed open the door, and went inside.
Banner was holding an iron bar, about to smash something, but when he saw Kino and Venom appear, he put it down.
"Young Master, Madam, you've arrived."
"Banner, how is he?" Kino asked.
Banner adjusted his glasses and began to recount the results of his research that night.
"This guy's body is very peculiar; cancer cells and Healing Factor coexist in a state of balance, which gives him powerful healing abilities."
However, because the healing factor is an external substance and has not undergone genetic modification, it was integrated into his genes in an extremely brutal way, causing his healing factor to fight against the cancer cells, resulting in disfiguring side effects.
Kino looked at Deadpool on the lab table, where he lay naked and motionless, with only a white cloth covering his lower body.
An iron needle was also inserted into his neck to prevent the nervous system from healing itself.
"Wade, aren't you going to say hello to the fans?"
"The name Wade sounds like the name of a handsome guy, probably a big star. Although I'm happy that you call me that."
But my name is Deadpool, you've mistaken me for someone else.
Deadpool kept rambling on and on, his face still bearing that cynical expression, but his eyes betrayed pain and embarrassment.
Venom tilted its head.
"That guy's got such a gossipy mouth, it must be that freak Wade."
"Hey! Little girl, you've never even met Wade, so what makes you think he's a pervert?"
Wade glanced at Venom, confirming he hadn't seen her before.
"So... do you remember now?!"
Venom reverted to its original form in the latter half of the story.
A black body, pale white eyes, and a mouthful of fangs.
Oh my god!
Deadpool's eyes widened, his exaggerated expression making it seem like his eyeballs were about to pop out, startling even Banner.
Upon seeing Deadpool's expression, Venom reverted to its human form.
"Do you know who I am now?"
"Boss, you have a great appetite! Can you tell me about your experience? I'd like to try it too."
Deadpool's eyes held a complex mix of curiosity, surprise, and admiration.
"This time he's not denying he's Wade," Kino joked.
"That's right, I am Wade, your former idol. I was diagnosed with cancer just a few days after we parted ways. After a series of agonizing experiences, I finally survived, and my body has turned into this state."
I'm stuck with this face, I don't even dare go home. Damn Francis, I have to find him and turn my face back to normal.
Oh, by the way, the Stark stock you recommended later plummeted, it really scared my heart, but then it skyrocketed, and I made a fortune."
Deadpool seemed to have opened a floodgate, rambling on and on, his expression shifting between anger and joy, his thought process quite unpredictable.
Kino suddenly said something.
"You've made a fortune, so why did you come here to steal from me?"
Deadpool's expression froze, then he retorted defiantly, "I was just trying to scam some money from the hire, but that old geezer blew up all the potions and money. It hurts to think about it."
"Would you like to work under me?"
"No, even though you're very generous, boss, I need to go find Francis. Otherwise, if I can't change my face back, Vanessa will leave me."
Deadpool spoke quickly, his eyes revealing determination and a desire to regain his appearance.
"Impossible."
Dr. Banner said.
"..."
"What did you say?"
The expression on Deadpool's face slowly faded.
"It's impossible to restore your appearance. You can only be safe and sound when your body's Healing Factor and cancer cells reach a balance."
But once that balance is lost, you will either die from cancer cells or your Healing Factor will go out of control, turning you into a ball of flesh.
At the very least, I don't believe that someone who conducts such a brutal experiment possesses other...
Banner was interrupted by rude words before he could finish speaking.
"You're talking nonsense!!!"
You must be incapable to say that. Francis said he could turn me back to my original form.
"That's right, I'm going to find him right now. I'll prove to you that I can definitely turn back."
Deadpool roared angrily, and his body, whose nervous system had been blocked, slowly sat up.
His eyes were bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead; his angry expression seemed to want to tear everything in front of him to shreds.
Restoring his appearance was his motivation to keep going until now. Now that someone is telling him it's impossible, it's like extinguishing his last flame of hope. How could he possibly accept that?
"How is that possible?"
Banner was incredulous and quickly went to the instrument to examine it.
Under the analysis of the instrument, the metal spikes that had severed the entire nervous system were squeezed out of their original position by the flesh and blood, and one-third of the nerves had already been repaired.
Deadpool pulled the metal spikes out of his body and tossed them to the ground. He grabbed the white cloth covering his body, glanced at Kino, and left without looking back.
That resolute back view seemed to carry a kind of reckless madness.
Just as Deadpool was about to walk out the door.
"I can help you restore your appearance," Kino said.
Deadpool paused, turned to look at Kino, and said nothing.
"It will be effective in ten minutes." Kino's voice was calm and confident.
A Demon Contract appeared in Kino's hand, the paper emitting a mysterious, dark light. This was Xi's power contract.
"Once you sign, you can resume your studies."
Deadpool took it and signed his name without hesitation, figuring things couldn't get any worse.
The contract vanished without a trace the moment he signed his name.
Deadpool also sensed the new ability in his mind, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
As he used his powers, the pits on Deadpool's skin gradually healed at a visible rate, and his originally uneven skin became smooth and even.
The hair on its body also began to grow, from a few sparse strands to a thick layer, spreading rapidly like wild grass in spring.