People Make It Lively, Perfect for Riding the Hype

Crackle!

The Lightning Magma melted the ground, creating a fiery red mudflow two meters in diameter. The Venom struggled fiercely, even attempting to possess Russell, but all attempts failed. Russell threw it into the lava, where it howled pitifully before finally turning into a wisp of smoke.

Deadpool sheathed his long sword, then pulled out a small mirror from somewhere and started admiring himself by making a peace sign.

"Russell, what do you think of this look? Is it appealing?"

Russell didn't know much about it; he only knew that if the maximum score for Silly Bird was 100, Deadpool would get 290!

250 plus 38 plus 2!

"Wade, what do you want to do?" Russell wondered what had gotten into Deadpool again.

"Is that even a question? Of course, it's attending the press conference!"

Deadpool stated matter-of-factly, "With our combined efforts—no, with my brilliant leadership— the X-Force saved New York. As the captain and the key figure in this battle, I have to say something to the public and satisfy their curiosity about superheroes."

"Wade, instead of wasting time, we should say goodbye to Parker and head to the next world."

"Hmph, I'm not going to see Parker! If anyone's going to see someone, it'll be him coming to see me!"

Deadpool angrily turned his head away. He had come to help despite the danger to his life, but after the villain was defeated, Parker had one arm around Mary Jane and the other around Harry, and had no intention of leaving him a place at all.

What's the point of saying goodbye to such a heartless person!

Deadpool is determined to give up his bad Spider-Man starting today and become the aloof and arrogant god again!

Following Deadpool's jealous gaze, Russell saw the three people embracing each other: Parker, Harry, and Mary Jane—a very powerful trio in every sense of the word.

To outsiders, the scene seemed normal: the hostage woman was successfully rescued and tearfully thanked the two superheroes. But to those in the know, like Russell, it appeared to be a completely different story.

This is a complicated love triangle. Harry and Mary Jane were in love, as was Parker and Mary Jane. As rivals, Harry and Parker were not only like-minded people, but also best friends and buddies.

The three are all rivals for each other's affections, and their intricate web of relationships could easily be made into a 200-episode TV series.

It can only be said that Mary Jane is a true winner in life, perfectly managing three romantic relationships without any mishaps even when they were exposed to the public eye.

"There they are, the superheroes are there..."

"Get out of my way! I'm a reporter from The Daily Bugle. If you interrupt my interview with the angel, I'll dedicate a whole section to tearing you apart tomorrow."

"Damn it, open your eyes wide, I'm your boss!"

"..."

Outside the construction site, there was a cacophony of voices as reporters swarmed in, followed closely by superhero fans.

It was a large and impressive procession, with at least tens of thousands of people in sight.

Deadpool was overjoyed at the sight and walked towards the crowd with his arms outstretched. "Dear fans, please don't rush or push. If you want an autograph, please line up quickly. I will grant your requests one by one after my press conference."

"Let's go. There's no press conference and no fans." Russell grabbed Deadpool, who was lunging forward, and with his Wings of Light unfurling, he flapped them and flew into the night sky.

"Angel, I love you."

"Don't go, I want to lay eggs for you!"

"XX Building, Room OO, this is my room number, I'll be waiting for you there..."

"Angel, I lost my parents at a young age and grew up in an orphanage. At six, I became paralyzed due to a serious illness, only able to move my head and neck. After barely overcoming the illness, I was in a car accident and broke all my bones, but I stood up again and even won a sports scholarship at school. Please, for my pitiful yet indomitable spirit, grant me my dream of taking a photo! I beg you!"

"Idiot Hero, I like your style. Without you, the angel just looks ordinary."

"..."

"Russell, what are you doing?"

Deadpool was grabbed by the ankle and held upside down in mid-air, looking at the cheering fans with great reluctance. Especially the fan with a disability and strong will, who touched his heartstrings, this scene had to be filmed with him.

"Wade, superheroes have to maintain an air of mystery."

"Bullshit! I don't want mystery, I want female fans, I want commercial endorsements!"

"Stop joking, maintaining an air of mystery is a good thing, it's called scarcity marketing..." Russell patiently persuaded the Silly Bird: "The further you distance yourself from your fans, the more they will think you're high-class and different from other flashy heroes, and the more they will admire you."

"Real?"

"Of course, would I lie to you? Look, Parker and Harry left too, didn't they?"

"Can..."

"No buts. Maintaining distance is to establish a cool and aloof persona. Fans like strong and ruthless heroes. Actually, it's also a way of showing off, telling fans that you're not a vulgar person who likes flowers and applause."

"Russell, you seem to be very skilled at this, I mean in terms of showing off."

"No, I never pretend."

"But Russell, I just like female fans, rich female fans, and rich and beautiful female fans! I can't change it. Why don't you take charge of being pretentious, and I'll go down and interact with the fans and be a normal person?"

"No way, I can't show off!"

Russell snorted coldly. If Deadpool were to come into contact with fans and become so engrossed that he forgot about his home and delayed his entry into the next world, who would compensate him for the loss?

Deadpool remained silent for a long time after hearing this, hanging upside down in mid-air with one hand across his chest and the other supporting his chin, calmly thinking, "Russell, I suddenly realized something. The fans' cheers are very enthusiastic, but they are all talking about angels. Why is no one mentioning me?"

No, someone mentioned it, and even came up with a nickname that perfectly matches your personality!

Away from the construction site, Russell folded his wings and landed with Deadpool on the top floor of a building, the latter still thinking about his fans. In fact, you could tell what he was up to just by watching him tug at his tight pants every now and then.

"Alright, Wade, forget about the fans, let's get to the next world." Fearing things might change if he delayed, Russell brought up Deadpool's favorite topic. "Who are you planning to invite as the next member?"

Deadpool gazed at the construction site, muttering something unintelligible, and casually replied, "What next member? A new girl group?"

Bang!

Russell blew on the muzzle of his gun and waited for Deadpool to finish healing before saying, "X-Force members, who's next? It can't just be the two of us, can it?"

Deadpool clapped his hands. "Oh ho, speaking of the next member, I've been trying to recruit someone, but he always refuses to join, saying I'm a Silly Bird."

Russell nodded. This guy sounds like a normal person!

"And then what? You gave up?"

"No, and then he died."

"..."

"Dude, what kind of look is that? His death has nothing to do with me, it's the screenwriter and director's fault... But it's okay, he's very famous, the production company won't let him die for long. After a while, they'll bring him back to life with a different actor. I even heard before that Harry Potter wanted to play him, that cracked me up!"

Russell raised an eyebrow. "Is it Wolverine?"

Deadpool pointed his guns at Russell and exclaimed, "That's right, it's him, my idol Hugh Jack."

Isn't Parker your idol?

"That's not the case now."

"..."

Russell pondered quietly. If it were a standalone Wolverine movie, the characters would only be of average strength, but if it were the X-Men series, many powerful figures would appear one after another.

Professor X, Magneto, Sentinel, Black King, Apocalypse, and other top-tier Mutants possess abilities with wide applicability. Even if they can't defeat Dormammu, they could be used as trump cards in other mission worlds if used properly.

In addition, there are all sorts of abilities, each highly targeted, making it a veritable treasure trove and a god-level card-drawing spectacle.

To be honest, Russell was very interested in Storm's Character Card because Storm was his initial character template in that flop novel.

"Wade, I don't think you should give up. Let's go to the X-Men world together. I'll be the one to persuade you this time." Russell thumped his chest loudly. If he was lucky, he could draw an SSR Dark Phoenix Character Card directly. Dormammu would be nothing to him!

"Hey buddy, why did you suddenly choose a different world?"

"Nothing else, it's just that there are lots of people and it's a lively place, perfect for you to get attention!"