Chapter 478

In Marvel, the System Works for Others

The internet was flooded with livestream recordings and edited clips.

Suzaku had filmed the first half. His hand was steady, and the footage had a cinematic feel, suggesting experience or an interest in photography.

After Suzaku fought Dust Angel, Wade took over filming.

The camera shook wildly and swung around at random. Sometimes Wade's scruffy face filled the screen. He clearly wasn't in a good mental state: he kept losing his train of thought, and sometimes what he said made no sense at all.

But he had an endless supply of dirty lines—

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

"The world's a terrible place. The only place fit for a person is in your arms."

They came to him effortlessly.

And the viewers... actually liked it.

Coulson, however, was suffering.

One moment,

Dust Angel's fist looked ready to slam into Suzaku's face, and Coulson's hands clenched with tension.

The next,

The camera swung to Xu Xi fighting Ajax.

Coulson: "..."

Xu Xi was barely holding on and seemed to be in mortal danger.

Then the view changed again, and Wade's unshaven face filled the screen.

"Oh no, my friend looks like he's in danger. Oh no, my friend's assistant looks like he's in danger too. They're both in trouble. Who should I help? Tough choice. I've decided... neither of them, because I can't help either one. I'm not doing so great right now. I feel like I've had diarrhea for three days straight—all weak and wobbly." Wade chatted away at the camera.

Coulson: "Is this guy insane?!"

Apparently, he really was.

What could Coulson do but forgive him? Picking a fight with a madman would be madness in itself.

Then the