Everyone had their own plans. Even Yuga Khan, who loved nothing more than charging straight ahead, had plans of his own.
The Beyonder was like an invincible mountain, oppressing the entire main universe. No one had the ability to fight The Fulcrum.
And what Donnie needed to do now was make the Beyonder harm himself.
Everyone knew of The Fulcrum's power and stupidity, but few cared about what an omniscient and omnipotent Beyonder actually wanted—those exceptionally intelligent people naturally knew it was nothing more than curiosity about life itself. But with someone like Donnie constantly mixing sand into the works, using all kinds of methods to gradually raise the Beyonder's intelligence...
No, his emotional intelligence, to keep this simple fool of a Beyonder from being deceived by someone.
"Mr. President, if you truly want to understand all this firsthand, why not try it yourself? Give all this up, turn Earth back into what it should be, and become an ordinary Earthling..."
Donnie maintained a smile.
The Fulcrum looked at him suspiciously. "What would be the point? When I first came to Earth, I started out as a mortal..."
"That was because you descended upon Earth in the form of a god. You were missing the most crucial kind of helper."
Donnie politely urged, "I recommend Deadpool. With him at your side, you'll understand what life is."
"Deadpool...?" the Beyonder murmured.
Donnie's expression did not change, and he remained as calm as ever, but inwardly he was already stirring with anticipation, roaring for the Beyonder to agree already.
Only those who had read the comics would understand the joke between The Fulcrum and Deadpool—what it meant for two foul things to find each other...
If he truly threw Deadpool to The Fulcrum, Donnie might find a chance to escape. At the