"You complete me. You're mine, and I'm yours. →"
Wade grinned at Homelander. Then, he pulled a coin from his pocket and said, "Let the coin decide whether I go save King Bowser. Everything is Fate's choice."
Just as Wade was about to toss the coin, Death's roar rang out. "Wade, get to work!"
After putting so much effort into such a massive plan, they were on the verge of success, only for it to be ruined by a plumber. Death was so furious she was about to explode. How could she have time to watch Wade fool around?
"Yes, Death. Understood, Death."
Wade jumped in fright and hurriedly left Homelander's body, flying swiftly toward Lava Island. As for playing the Joker, that could wait until later. His brilliant performance just now had surely won him plenty of fans.
"By the way, if Joker can win an Oscar, why can't Deadpool? I don't think I've even gotten a nomination?"
Wade looked puzzled. How was his acting worse than Joker's? Was it because he was too handsome? That had to be it. Handsome men couldn't win Oscars; it was an unspoken rule. Little Li Zi and Theron had both made themselves ugly to win Best Actor and Best Actress.
Wade sighed. "Looks like I'll never win Best Actor in this life. Who told me to be this handsome?"
After Wade left, Homelander let out a long breath. The torture was finally over. Thank God. Even he felt like crying right now.
At that moment, Death said, "Hurry up and chase after him, or your popularity will drop. Pretend to hunt him down. If anyone tries to stop Wade, find a way to interfere with them.
"Homelander, this is extremely important. Don't throw a tantrum. We've put in so much effort; we