Stitched World Based on Chaotic Memories

Beverly Hills, Bel-Air Hotel (I deliberately typed "I drove the hotel crazy" before, but I thought better of it and changed it back).

As Chen Tian stepped into the lobby, he saw a white woman weighing over 300 pounds walk out of the elevator.

"Damn liar!" the woman cursed angrily, her face flushed. "What kind of top Beverly Hills hostess is he! He can't even provide the most basic service! I'm going to file a complaint! I'm going to fire that bastard!"

Chen Tian watched as the woman stormed Earth Flow the front desk—it seemed Wade was still in the room.

In the blind spot of the surveillance camera, Chen Tian's figure vanished instantly. The next second, he was already standing in front of suite 1703. From inside came Wade's exaggerated self-talk:

"Please, how can you blame me? Big Bertha looks like a stranded whale! I, Wade Wilson, may be dedicated to my work, but I also have a bottom line when it comes to aesthetics, okay? No refund! Absolutely no refund!"

Chen Tian raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Listen! I said no refunds!" Wade's voice grew louder as he spoke. "Unless you sign a confidentiality agreement promising not to tell anyone I ran away halfway through—"

The moment the door opened, Wade's flawless, handsome face appeared before Chen Tian. His expression instantly changed from annoyance to surprise:

"Damn it! Chen Tian! You—"

Chen Tian covered his mouth, pushed him into the room, and locked the door behind him.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Wade struggled, his eyes wide open.

Chen Tian released his grip, Wade immediately gasped dramatically, "Holy shit! Are you trying to murder the sexiest 'gigolo' at Unclassified Manor?"

"Shut up, Wade." Chen Tian looked around; the suite was a mess—scattered clothes, spilled champagne, and suspicious marks on the bed.

Wade tilted his head, then suddenly looked enlightened. "Oh, I get it! You also want to experience Wade Wilson's VIP service?"

He struck a seductive S-shape, "I know, I know, right now I'm as perfect as Hera, the sun god~" He winked knowingly, "Even when I see myself now, I want to fuck myself. Although I like women, as an old friend, I can make an exception for you~"

Chen Tian's forehead veins bulged. "Shut up! I'm not interested in men!"

"How could that be!" Wade sat on the sofa, dejected. "I thought my charm could make you abandon your original orientation, well, Chen Tian," he looked up, no longer the manic figure he once was, "You've noticed something's wrong?"

Chen Tian frowned, clenched his fist, and the repulsive force of [He] filled the room.

"You noticed too?"

Wade shrugged, spread his legs wide, and openly displayed his full power. "Of course! Superman has appeared. How could DC exist within Marvel? Cross-company collaboration? Copyright disputes would be deadly!"

He sighed, stroking his face, "But to be honest, I quite like my face now."

Seeing Wade's generosity, Chen Tian frowned, picked up a towel from the ground, and threw it at Wade. "Since you know, then you also know that Ultron was behind it?"

Wade frowned, making an exaggerated thinking gesture, "Ultron? How could he!" Then, as if suddenly realizing something, he exclaimed, "Oh!" "Because of me?"

Chen Tian raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You actually thought of that?"

"Hey!" Wade protested, then laughed smugly. "I don't have cancer now. My healing factor isn't fighting with cancer cells in my brain. My mind is perfectly clear." He pointed to his flawless head. "Like a brand new computer, it runs incredibly fast!"

Chen Tian asked in a deep voice, "Do you know exactly how it was done?"

Wade suddenly became serious and shook his head, a rare occurrence for him. "There are many possibilities. But the most likely one is—" He snapped his the Snap, "Could this merged world be a fake universe that Ultron created from my head using the Infinity Stones?"

A brief silence fell over the room. Wade suddenly jumped up, excitedly spinning around the room. "Just think about it! My brain has a lot of things that don't belong to this world. What if Ultron used the Six Infinity Stones to project my subconscious into reality..."

Chen Tian's pupils contracted sharply. "So this world is actually..."

"A Frankenstein's monster based on my jumbled memories!" Wade spread his arms wide exaggeratedly. "A mix of DC and Marvel! No wonder Superman so violent—I just finished watching Injustice!"

"No, I took the Time Stone from Ultron before I killed him," Chen Tian denied.

"Hey, Chen Tian," Wade laughed, starting to put on his clothes, "Infinity Ultron must have been working on this before, but he didn't finish it. Otherwise, if he had created West City from my brain, do you think this world would only have Superman?"

Chen Tian nodded. That was true. Ultron must have done this hastily before his death, which is why the five Infinity Stones turned to ashes.

"And now? I have five Infinity Stones, but I'm missing the Soul Stone. If I had all the Infinity Stones, could I restore everything to normal?" Chen Tian asked.

"Of course, the world of Injustice is just a fictional one, so using the Infinity Stones is certainly possible. However, the conditions for obtaining the Soul Stone are quite stringent." Wade winked at Chen Tian.

Yes, it requires sacrificing the most beloved person to obtain it, but... is there any other way? Perhaps the Observer, or the OAA above the Observer, has a solution.

While Chen Tian was still pondering how to obtain the Soul Stone, Wade was already fully dressed. He exaggeratedly spun around in front of Chen Tian, showing off his tailored black haute couture suit.

"How is it?" Wade smoothed his collar smugly. "I really never imagined I'd ever wear Zegna haute couture suit again! The fabric, the cut—" He closed his eyes in rapture. "Much more comfortable than my bodysuits!"

Chen Tian frowned and looked at him. "Wade, we need to figure out a way to get everything back to normal now."

"Yes, yes~" Wade waved casually, then suddenly lowered his voice, "But... did you make sure Steel didn't spot you when you came here?"

Chen Tian's pupils suddenly contracted. Just then—

"Knock knock knock."

The knocking on the door rang out abruptly.

The air in the room seemed to freeze instantly. Wade exaggeratedly covered his mouth, mouthing, "Oops~"

"Gentlemen, I'm The Flash from the Justice League. Steel just told me there's an anti- Alliance discussion here. I don't believe it. After all, how could there be bad guys in Beverly Hills? Hahaha, could you open the door? I promise, absolutely no one will get hurt."

"It's Little Sparkle!" Wade suddenly clapped his hands excitedly, his eyes shining like a child who had discovered a new toy.

Chen Tian grabbed his arm. "Are you crazy?"

Wade shrugged dismissively. "Come on, you think that broken door can stop the Flash?"

He easily broke free from Chen Tian's grasp and skipped Earth Flow the door. "Besides," he said, "I'm the most popular 'duck' in Beverly Hills. Who would hurt a cute duck?"

The door opened.

Standing outside the door was Barry, dressed in his signature red uniform, hands on his hips, a bright smile on his face.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Wilson," the Flash said politely, his gaze passing over Wade and landing on Chen Tian. "Oh, Mr. Chen Tian, I didn't expect it to be you."

Then he turned to Wade, looking surprised, "Um, did I... interrupt you guys?"

Wade grabbed the Flash's hand, his eyes shining like a fan meeting their idol. "Little Flash! Oh my god! I actually met the real Flash! I'm your BIG FAN!"

He shook the Flash's hand dramatically, "You know what? I still have your limited edition figurine in my room!"

The Flash was clearly caught off guard by this sudden enthusiasm. He awkwardly withdrew his hand and chuckled dryly, "Haha, really? Uh... you and Mr. Chen Tian were just...?"

Wade didn't answer, but instead winked at him and gave him a meaningful smile.

The Flash froze instantly, his expression shifting from confusion to shock, and finally settling on an indescribable awkwardness.

He stumbled back several steps, nearly bumping into the corridor wall. "Uh... haha... I'm so sorry to have bothered you..."

Barry's gaze darted back and forth between Chen Tian and Wade, finally settling on Wade's flashy black haute couture suit. He then glanced at the messy sheets and scattered clothes in the room, seemingly imagining some unspeakable scene. His ears visibly turned red.

"I... I'm leaving now!" the Flash stammered. "Steel must have made a mistake! You guys continue... uh... continue!"

After saying that, he turned to run away, but Wade grabbed his hand. "Wait a minute~ Little Flash~ Since you're here, how about we grab a coffee together?"

The Flash jerked his hand away as if he'd been electrocuted. "No, no, no! I have a mission! The Justice League's... uh... emergency meeting! Yes! An emergency meeting!"

Chen Tian stood in the room, watching this scene, his lips twitching. He cleared his throat. "Barry, actually we were just discussing some... business cooperation."

"Yes, yes, yes! A business partnership!" Wade immediately chimed in, winking at the Flash, "A very deep one~"

The Flash's expression grew even more terrified. He chuckled dryly, "Haha... business cooperation... very good... very good..." His feet were already trembling rapidly, ready to make a run for it. "Then I won't disturb your... cooperation any longer!"

"Bang!"

After a sonic boom, only a few streaks of lightning remained in the corridor; the Flash had vanished without a trace.

Wade closed the door, turned to Chen Tian and gave him a victory sign. "Done! I told you no one would doubt Beverly Hills' most popular 'gigolo,' right?"

Chen Tian rubbed his temples. "You've completely ruined my reputation. Are you sure he won't become suspicious?"

"Come on~" Wade shrugged. "I'm a professional. Besides, who would suspect a 'gigolo' plotting to overthrow the Justice League?" He straightened his tie smugly. "Professional advantage, you know?"

Chen Tian sighed, his eyes sharpening. "It's easy to fool the Flash, but Superman is different—he has a super brain; with just a little thought, he'll realize something's wrong."

Wade's expression froze for a moment, then he exaggeratedly slapped his forehead. "That's right! That guy is a monster who can calculate global weather changes in a second! Let's go, let's go, let's go!" He frantically pulled a gold-plated pistol from the bedside table and stuffed it into his back waistband.

Chen Tian frowned. "I'm more worried about Tony."

Wade, while tying his tie, tilted his head and asked, "Tony? What happened to him?"

"He went to the Justice League headquarters to put on a show, saying he was going to help Superman find Batman," Chen Tian said in a deep voice.

Wade froze, covering his mouth with one hand, his eyes wide. "Who came up with this terrible idea? Oh, I know—" He rolled his eyes, "The arrogant Tony Stark!"

Just then, a piercing whooshing sound came from outside the window. The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a blue figure hovering outside the French windows— Superman's red cape was fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were gleaming with a dangerous red light.

"FUx!" Wade blurted out, "Speak of the devil!" After saying that, he paused, muttering to himself, "Who is Cao Cao? Oh, the wife-obsessed womanizer from the Three Kingdoms period."

Superman slowly landed on the balcony, and the tempered glass of the floor-to-ceiling window shattered like paper in front of him.

His voice was serious. "Chen Tian, tell me, what are you plotting? When Tony came to Hall of Justice before and told me he would help us find Bruce, I felt something was off."

Then he looked at Wade and said, "You and this 'duck' have deceived Barron again. Tell me, Chen Tian, are you betraying the covenant between the Arbitrators and the Justice League?"

Chen Tian glanced at Wade and shrugged helplessly. "Looks like there's no escaping it."

Superman hovered before the shattered French windows, his red cape billowing even without wind, his red eyes glowing ever brighter. "Chen Tian, answer me!"

"Answer my ass!" Chen Tian's right hand ignited with blue demonic flames, and the surrounding air began to distort and vibrate.

Superman's eyes flashed red. "Traitor!"

Two blazing Heat Vision shot out instantly, but Chen Tian's figure vanished at the last second. The next second, he appeared behind Superman, his right fist, imbued with the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, slamming heavily into Superman's back.

"Boom--!"

The entire hotel shook violently, Superman, like a cannonball, pierced through the seventeenth floor, crashing through reinforced concrete before finally slamming into the underground parking garage.

Chen Tian grabbed Wade's shoulder. "Let's go!"

The Space Stone was instantly acquired, a flash of blue light appeared, and the two vanished from their spot.

Just as the two disappeared, Superman crashed through countless ceilings and reappeared. Seeing them vanish, he roared angrily, and his Heat Vision swept across the entire 17th floor of the hotel, burning it down.

"Boom--!"

The Bel-Air Hotel collapsed with a roar in Superman's Heat Vision, shards of glass and blocks of concrete raining down on the street. Screams and cries filled the air as countless innocent guests and staff were buried under the rubble.

Superman hovered in mid-air, coldly observing everything. He pressed the communicator, his voice icy. "Diana, arrest Tony Stark who came to visit us. Also, notify Steel to come here and rescue those 'civilians'."

His gaze swept across the chaotic street below, a cruel smile curving his lips, "Tell them that Chen Tian betrayed the alliance, attempted to overthrow the Justice League, and now, he is the enemy of the entire world."

The red cape fluttered in the wind as Superman turned and flew into the sky, leaving behind only a burning ruin and the cries of countless innocent people.