"This is... hell."
Deadpool took a breath, then spoke in an unusually serious tone.
"So you wanted to create a world with Lin too?"
Fang Mo clearly found that hard to take. He was still very bothered by Deadpool's absurd bastardization of this world. "Obito Uchiha's memories were full of Lin as a child. He got killed by a single 7.62 All-Killing Ash Bones shot from Kaguya Otsutsuki because he was into Copper. If you want the same thing, I don't mind giving you a shot."
"Even if I wanted to pick a fight, I couldn't come up with something like that..."
Deadpool was dumbfounded upon hearing this and blurted it out instinctively.
"The Cultivation World was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. Killing for treasure, settling grudges with blood—that was the underlying logic of the Cultivation World. What the hell did a Westerner like you know about Eastern Fantasy? The extracurricular books I read before school were all Xianxia Novels. Back then, I could read straight from Chinese Paladin to Great Desolation in one sitting..."
Fang Mo did not argue with him over that. He merely continued on his own. "If you insist this is hell... then doesn't the real world eat people too?"
"Sigh."
Hearing that, Deadpool seemed to sigh helplessly. "Looks like you still don't understand..."
"Then try explaining it until I do."
Fang Mo spread his hands.
"Fine."
For once, Deadpool did not crack a joke. Instead, he suddenly raised a question about himself. "Even if you never read any comics about me, you've at least seen the movies my human incarnation... Ryan Reynolds made, right?"
"I have."
Fang Mo nodded almost reflexively.
"Then you must know how I got these fucking superpowers."
Deadpool pointed at his temple. "Buddy, use your brain. Wade