Su Ming raised a hand and gently pressed it onto Rocket's furry head.
Stopping him from further "ruining" the image of his variants.
He swept his gaze across all the Deadpool and Rocket variants present and said calmly:
"Here, there is strength in numbers.
"Deadpool or Rocket, you are all friends.
"As long as you do not act like that one just now..."
He paused, leaving the meaning obvious.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Crocodile Rocket again.
Crocodile Rocket jerked in fright.
It nearly stood up on the spot.
It desperately waved its tiny foreclaws and hurriedly declared in a muffled voice:
"No, no, no!
"I am not like it!
"I know how to read the room!
"I absolutely do not want to become a belt!
"Or... or any other leather product!"
Deadpool, however, stroked his chin and examined Crocodile Rocket's scales.
He said thoughtfully:
"Actually... we already have a belt. What we need is a pair of leather shoes, or a cool leather bag...
"I just love this scaled texture..."
Crocodile Rocket shrank its neck even farther in terror.
It wished it could dig a hole and crawl into it right there.
None of the imposing air it had shown when it first threatened Rocket remained.
At that moment, Rocket seemed to remember something.
He turned to the relatively quiet Sylvie and asked curiously:
"By the way, Lady Loki.
"Deadpool has variants, and I, Rocket, have variants.
"As a Loki, your talent for stirring up trouble is no worse than ours.
"There is no way the TVA did not throw other Lokis in here, right?
"Why have we not seen your 'family'?"
A mocking sneer appeared on Sylvie's face.
"A Loki survives through trickery and hiding.
"If it were me, seeing this place so 'lively'...
"I would have hidden