Chapter 466

Living in Marvel, working for the system

The internet was flooded with recordings of the livestream, along with plenty of edited clips.

Suzaku had filmed the first half himself. His hands were steady, and the footage had a cinematic quality, suggesting professional experience or a hobby in photography.

After Suzaku started fighting Dust Angel, Wade had taken over filming.

The camera shook wildly and swung around at random. Sometimes Wade's huge face filled the frame. Clearly, he wasn't in a good state of mind. His rambling often contradicted itself and sometimes lacked any logic at all.

His dirty jokes, though, came one after another—

"Your left leg is Thanksgiving, and your right leg is Christmas. Can I visit you between the holidays?"

"The world's such a terrible place. Between your breasts is the only decent place to live."

—without the slightest effort.

The audience... actually liked it.

Coulson, however, was suffering.

One moment.

Dust Angel's fist looked about to smash into Suzaku's face, and Coulson clenched his fists in tension.

The next.

The camera swung around to Xu Xi fighting Ajax.

Coulson: "..."

Xu Xi was beset by danger, seemingly on the verge of death.

The camera swung again, and Wade's scruffy face appeared on-screen.

"Oh dear, my friend seems to be in trouble. Oh dear, my friend's assistant seems to be in trouble too. They're both in danger. Who should I help? What a dilemma. I've decided... neither, because I can't help either of them. I'm in pretty rough shape right now. Feels like I've had the runs for three straight days. I'm as weak as a wet noodle." Wade chatted away to the camera.

"Is this guy insane?!" Coulson asked.

Apparently, he really was.

What could anyone do but forgive him? Otherwise, what—argue with a lunatic? That would