838 Universe.
Li Ang and Deadpool stepped out of the Portal and checked the universe number.
"I guarantee there are Mutants in this world. We won't concern ourselves with anything else. We'll find Wolverine and leave."
Deadpool prattled on. "Can you tell me about the world next door? Is the Superman in your world a sunny, cheerful kind of guy? Did he get beaten up until he looked like Yamcha...?"
"No."
Li Ang was at a loss for words with this chatterbox. Maybe Spider-Man really was the only one who could be friends with him.
Couldn't be helped. They were both chatterboxes.
"Oh, so it's the Henry Superman version!"
Deadpool's eyes lit up. "Now that's what Superman should be like—a God of Man, not some clueless kid."
"Yeah... a God of Man."
Li Ang nodded.
As they walked down the street, Deadpool smacked his lips. "I'm getting thirsty. What do you want to drink?"
"You have money?"
"No, but since when do you need money to buy things? Besides, we're not coming back."
Deadpool opened the vending machine right in front of him...
Then tossed him a bottle of American Cola.
Li Ang shook his head helplessly and took a sip.
How to put it? It tasted sweeter.
Like it had artificial sweetener in it.
"Well?"
Deadpool took a satisfied sip. "Free drinks taste the best."
But no sooner had he finished speaking than a robot dropped from the sky.
"You have committed theft and caused damage to public property. Under the regulations of the Illuminati and the laws of America..."
The thing in front of them wasn't like Iron Man's Battle Suit. It was a real robot.
It even looked a little clunky.
But if you thought it was clunky and incapable, you were wrong.
"Uh-oh."
Deadpool exchanged a