Thus.
Amid Deadpool's mime-like struggling and pleading,
the rest of the team stepped through the Time Door,
leaving Deadpool alone in the Time Variance Authority's departure hall,
performing a "silent tragedy."
To him, it was a punishment far more terrifying than death.
And for the first time, toward that unseen "author,"
he felt a trace of genuine... awe.
(And an even stronger urge to complain, sadly he couldn't get it out. Nyah nyah nyah... ^_^)
To everyone else,
Deadpool's behavior was simply another manifestation of his insanity.
Roxxon frowned in disgust, while Mobius rubbed his forehead helplessly.
Rocket, meanwhile, hadn't heard that "keyboard sound,"
but as he stared at the Time Stick, his little mind was already calculating away:
"Paralysis?
Resetting?
That's good stuff!
Just whack anyone you don't like with it,
make them forget they owe me money,
or banish irritating people straight into the temporal currents...
Hehehe..."
He secretly made up his mind.
He had to find an opportunity to "borrow" one and study it properly.
It would expand his arsenal.
Alabama, 2050.
Rain poured down in sheets, and fierce winds howled.
The whole world seemed to be heading toward its final collapse.
Following the signal, the Time Variance Authority team located a large supermarket swaying in the storm.
Given the supermarket's enormous size, Mobius suggested splitting up to search.
The Black female agent immediately said,
"I'll be with them."
Her gaze swept over Su Ming, Deadpool, and Rocket.
"I want to keep an eye on these unstable factors myself."
Mobius tried to argue,
"Roxxon, Mr. Su's judgment is important. We should..."
"Precisely because it's important, it requires strict supervision!"
Roxxon cut him off sharply. "That's an order, Agent Mobius."
Mobius had no choice but to agree.
The team split into two groups. Roxxon took Su Ming