Peter 'Rich Man' Parker

"It's about 2 PM New York time..."

Deadpool pulled down his trouser leg, shrugged, and said innocently, "Russell, you know me. I don't know how to read a watch. Watches are just decorations for me. I don't wear them to tell time, but because I have so much money that I don't know what to do with it."

Parker: "..."

"Well, it's normal that you can't understand a watch with your intelligence."

Russell nodded. "Since we still have time, let's make this arrangement! Parker, let's go buy you some clothes first, so you don't embarrass me later."

Parker waved his hand, envious but not saying, "No need, Mr. Russell, I'm dressed like this now..."

"What's this outfit? Is it cheap stuff from a street stall? Don't worry, it's on me, you don't have to pay!"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"Hahaha..."

Russell laughed twice and patted Parker on the shoulder, "I understand what you mean. It's good for young people to have ambition, but don't worry, I won't put too much pressure on you."

Parker felt a warmth in his heart and nodded excitedly. "Thank you, Mr. Russell."

"Just a small token, how about spending twenty thousand US dollars?"

Parker: "..."

It's incredible, but as a superhero, Parker only sees $20,000 when robbers are robbing a bank.

Two hours later, the extended Cadillac pulled up at the marina. The driver respectfully opened the door, and a completely renovated Parker stepped out.

Like Russell, his outfit was very understated and seemingly unremarkable, with only his newly styled hair standing out.

On the rented private yacht, tall, long-haired beauties had been waiting for a long time; these were the models Russell had found from a modeling agency.

Whether they are small-time models from out of town or part-time actresses, youth and beauty are their common characteristics, and they never refuse to attend gatherings of wealthy people.

Upon seeing Russell and his two companions appear, the young women immediately surrounded them with beaming smiles. While ordinary people might not be able to discern the price range of Russell and Parker's clothes, these women, who had grown up in the fashion world, made their judgments at a glance.

They are indeed rich!

The girls' smiles became even brighter. If they put in a little more effort today, they might just snag a rich guy!

Of course, Deadpool's design was incredibly tacky, but money talks, and the girls didn't mind at all, smiling and crowding around.

Surrounded by a group of tall, beautiful women, all of whom were prettier than Mary Jane, Parker was a little flustered. His awkwardness made the ladies' eyes light up; they loved a novice in a flower garden.

For a moment, Parker was overwhelmed by the sight of beautiful women and didn't know where to put his hands.

"Hey, ladies, be more reserved. You've scared my good brother." Russell reached out and pulled Parker out of the warm, soft embrace.

Parker wiped the lipstick off his face and gave Russell a grateful look. He couldn't handle this kind of situation, but he felt empty and a little... well, he didn't want to come out.

"Let me introduce you. This is Parker, the star of today's gathering." Russell put his arm around Parker's shoulder and said with a smile, "I know you might not believe it, but in fact, Parker is the eldest son of a wealthy family, and he's an only child. Because he was kidnapped when he was young, his parents never let him show his face in public. Some time ago, Parker's parents left him to travel the world, entrusting him with managing their vast fortune. But he's used to staying at home, so he asked me to help him get out and see the world."

The young women were tempted, as if they could see a door to high society slightly ajar, just waiting for them to gently push it open.

Wait, who is that rich young master?

Looking at the girls' murderous gazes, Parker swallowed hard and grinned shyly.

That's right, it's him, Peter Parker, the rich man!

"Listen up, ladies, there's unlimited drinks at today's yacht party, so have fun however you like. But remember, Parker is the star, so make sure he gets a good look around."

After saying that, Russell took out two stacks of US dollars from his pocket and threw them out like scattering flowers, which caused various screams and scrambles.

"This is the deposit. Tomorrow morning, the lucky one who satisfies Parker the most will receive an even bigger reward!"

Russell chuckled as he finished scattering the money, then pushed Parker to change clothes. Just as they reached the door, they realized Deadpool was gone; or rather, they hadn't heard Deadpool's chatter for a while.

"..."

Russell sighed speechlessly, dragged Deadpool out of the pile of women, and whispered, "Wade, what the hell are you doing? Have you forgotten our plan?"

Deadpool let out a silly grin, looking at the young women huddled together picking up money. "Plan! What plan?"

"Damn it, where's your brain?!"

"..."

Two minutes later, Russell and Parker changed into their beach shorts, their sharply defined muscles eliciting screams from the crowd. Then... the screams stopped abruptly because Deadpool appeared.

Deadpool took off his white suit and fur coat, and put on a purple and gold striped swim trunk over his red and black uniform. He didn't take off his gold chain, watch, or sunglasses. His look was extremely Silly Bird.

Because of the gold chain and watch, the young lady, though at a loss, still gave him a few scattered claps.

"This is my good brother Wade. He's a... performance artist. Don't mind him, he's just a little... a little Silly Bird." Russell felt he couldn't keep up the story, so he pushed Parker toward the ladies. After the yacht started moving, he set up his fishing gear by himself, ready to cast a line.

A short while later, Deadpool, looking dejected, came to Russell's side, squatted down, hugged his legs, buried his head in his knees, and remained silent.

It's started again!

Russell pretended not to see, Deadpool approached him pitifully. "Russell, I think I got sand in my eye, and it keeps tearing up. Can you blow it out for me?"

"Roll!"

Playing the victim won't work. Deadpool sprawled out on the white deck, his gaze fixed on Parker not far away. Laughter and cheers continued unabated. Parker didn't see it, but the ladies surrounding Parker certainly did.

Parker the first person in the crowd to be the focus of so many beautiful women. He had boundless energy and performed a series of backflips on the deck. He had already done more than a thousand backflips on the spot, and the screams never stopped.

In fact, as long as you have money, even if Parker were to fart a thousand times in a row, people would still cheer for him.

Deadpool, filled with envy and jealousy, said, "Russell, throw some more money at me, and let me be the star of the party too, okay?"

"Not good!"

"Please, that way I can be surrounded by long-legged girls."

"What, you have a leg fetish?"

"No, I'm just a lecher!"

"..."

Capitalist countries are corrupt; there is no right or wrong here, money determines everything. Russell made Parker a member of high society, packaged him as wealthy, and he immediately became charismatic.

Why did Mary Jane and Parker break up and get back together so many times, and why was she so affectionate with other men during those times? Didn't she Parker?

Love is certain, but she loves herself even more. Deeply influenced by America culture, she suffers from extreme insecurity and believes men are unreliable. Therefore, rather than finding a man she loves, she'd rather find a rich man, preferably handsome.

What Russell is doing now is to elevate Parker's status like crazy, spending money to let him enjoy the spotlight and broaden his horizons, so he won't always be thinking about Mary Jane.

That woman is not right for him at all!

Once Parker gets used to the good life, he'll naturally forget about Mary Jane. After being corrupted and purged by capital, he can then be invited to join the X-Force.

This trick didn't work on the old Parker, but it's basically a guaranteed kill on the Venom- infused Parker.

With Parker joining the X-Force, Deadpool has no reason to stay, and the next world is not far off. The powerful characters that Russell is looking forward to will appear one by one.

"Although saying this might sound like setting a flag, I still have to say, this one's in the bag!"

Russell smirked, then yanked his fishing rod sharply, pulling a fish up from the sea...

Bang!

The fishing line broke!

"Hahaha, your skills are terrible, you can't even catch fish..."

Deadpool was halfway through his sentence when a current of water swept up his legs and he sank into the sea.