Chapter 488

In Marvel, Working for the System

The internet was flooded with livestream recordings and edited clips.

Suzaku had filmed the first half himself. His hand was steady, and the footage had a cinematic quality. He might have worked in photography, or perhaps it was a hobby.

After Suzaku fought Dust Angel, Wade took over the camera.

The footage was shaky and switched angles at random. Sometimes Wade's bearded face filled the screen. He clearly wasn't in a good state of mind. He often lost his train of thought, and sometimes what he said made no sense at all.

But the dirty jokes kept coming—

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

"The world is awful. The only place fit for a person is in your arms."

They rolled right off his tongue.

And the viewers... actually liked him.

Coulson, on the other hand, was suffering.

One moment—

Dust Angel's fist looked ready to slam into Suzaku's face, and Coulson clenched his own in alarm.

The next—

The camera swung over to Xu Xi fighting Ajax.

Coulson: "..."

Xu Xi was barely staying alive.

Then the camera swung again, and Wade's scruffy face filled the screen.

"Oh no, my friend looks like he's in trouble. Oh no, my friend's assistant looks like he's 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. I feel like I've had diarrhea for three straight days. My legs are jelly." Wade chatted away at the camera.

Coulson: "Is this guy insane?!"

Apparently, he really was.

What could Coulson do but forgive him? Arguing with a madman would be crazy.

Then the footage