Deadpool: I Want to Be an Actor

"Manager, we won't disturb you any longer. Goodbye!"

"Fisk, Vanessa, goodbye!"

After Kingpin and Vanessa left, peace finally returned to Rosha's place for the time being.

Rosha had originally thought that, since there were no customers at the moment, he might as well play a few rounds of Honor of Kings. But then Deadpool started bombarding him with private messages again.

"Manager, you can't be this cruel, can you? This heartless? Can you? Can you?"

"I was just greeting the new group members. You didn't have to mute me, did you?"

"Manager, do you know you've hurt my soul, my feelings, and my body?"

"You might ask why my body was hurt too. That's because Vanessa just beat me up!"

"She said I made you unhappy, Manager!"

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop!

Then a whole string of messages came flooding in.

It gave Rosha a terrible headache. Deadpool was really not someone ordinary people could handle.

"Stop spamming me this instant, or I'll block you outright!"

Rosha sent Deadpool that message irritably.

It wasn't that Rosha lacked manners, nor did he have any prejudice against Deadpool. He simply had no choice. These were all lessons bought with blood.

If he did not do that, Deadpool would never shut up.

Sure enough, after Rosha said that, Deadpool really did stop flooding the chat.

"Manager, let me tell you something serious. You might see me on TV before long!" Deadpool said to Rosha with a hint of smugness.

"Wade, did a talent scout discover you? Are you going to make movies?" Rosha joked.

"Make movies? That's a fantastic idea. I like it! Maybe I really will make movies someday and become a star!"

"Oh my God, Manager, you're a genius! You've given my life direction again. I heard Green Lantern might get adapted for film and television. If I could play Green Lantern..."

Then Deadpool began fantasizing with Rosha.

Rosha: "..."

Deadpool, are you serious?

Rosha was actually looking forward to that. If Deadpool really went to film Green Lantern, would he regret it so much that he wanted to kill himself?

That would be quite entertaining.

"Green Lantern? Wade, I think that role was practically tailor-made for you. Go for it. You can do it!"

With a trace of malicious amusement, Rosha said that to Deadpool.

"Then I really have to perform well this time!"

Deadpool sounded full of enthusiasm. "Even though it's only a commercial, I think this is the beginning of my path to becoming a film and television superstar!"

A commercial?

What was going on?

Rosha chatted with Deadpool for a while before he understood what had happened.

It turned out that Deadpool had accidentally been spotted by a planning manager from a well-known cosmetics brand. The man had been utterly stunned by Deadpool's flawless skin.

So they invited Deadpool to become their brand ambassador and help them sell face masks!

If the response was good, they even planned to have Deadpool film matching commercial shorts for them!

Rosha was dumbfounded after hearing that.

Deadpool was going to sell face masks?

That was possible too?

How had this story gone so far off the rails?

"Actually, I didn't want to go at first. But they were just too sincere. They told me all I had to do was stand there and let people admire my face, and I wouldn't need to do anything else."

"They even offered a handsome price: ten thousand dollars per event. It's practically free money!"

"I asked them to book a hotel for me because I wanted to bring Vanessa along, and they didn't mind at all!"

"Their only requirement was that I admit my face used their masks. Manager, you don't mind that, right?"

Deadpool excitedly bragged to Rosha about his bizarre experience.

Rosha could not help sighing. Deadpool truly deserved to be called one of the biggest oddballs in the Marvel world.

When an oddball encountered oddball events, it was simply perfect.

After chatting nonsense with Deadpool, Rosha finally had time to pick up his phone and enter the international server of Honor of Kings.

He played a few 3v3 matches and once again received a barrage of curses from his teammates.

"A bunch of noobs, and you still have the nerve to blame me."

"Only bad players blame their teammates."

Rosha curled his lip disdainfully, ignored those noobs, and continued matching for another round.

Meanwhile.

Zhao Hailun's research center.

"Professor Xavier, it's an honor to meet you. I've long heard of your reputation."

"No, Dr. Zhao Hailun. You're the one who has become renowned lately."

Professor X, seated in a wheelchair, smiled as he greeted Zhao Hailun in front of him. "But as you can see, certain objective factors prevent me from standing, so please forgive my discourtesy."

"You're too kind, Professor Xavier. Please, come in."

Zhao Hailun politely shook hands with Professor X in the wheelchair, then personally led him into her laboratory.

She knew Professor X was a Mutant, but like Rosha, Zhao Hailun was not particularly hostile toward Mutants. Of course, she neither liked nor supported them.

She simply felt indifferent about them.

Still, Zhao Hailun held the famous Professor X in considerable respect.

Because setting aside his identity as a Mutant, Professor X himself was a learned scholar with an extraordinary memory.

He was even a renowned authority in the field of genetic mutation.

Zhao Hailun had always held such academic giants in high regard.

"Hank, could you push me inside?"

Professor X said to Hank, who was pushing his wheelchair from behind. Then he and Zhao Hailun chatted as they moved along.

"Dr. Zhao, I'm not boasting, but I have experienced countless things in my life. Very few things can still surprise me."

Professor X truly was not bragging.

Over the course of his life, he had fought alongside people from the future, stopped robots that had nearly destroyed the world, and even battled aliens.

It could be called a life full of turbulence and splendor.

"But what happened to Oakes truly piqued my curiosity. I never expected him to stand up again so quickly."

There was still a trace of surprise in Professor X's voice.

Not long ago, a student from Mutant Academy had been in a car accident and had his leg run over, suffering a comminuted fracture. Yet after coming to Zhao Hailun's place, he was already jumping around energetically the next day.

It was simply unbelievable, something that could even be called supernatural.

Professor X's first thought was that the person responsible had to be a Mutant, because that was the only explanation that made sense.

But when he used Cerebro to locate Zhao Hailun, he discovered that she was not a Mutant at all. She was just an ordinary person!

That was why Professor X had come to visit her.