"You have a point, but Spider-Man really is useful, isn't he?" Leon said to Dark Strange.
Most Spider-Men were Peter Parker.
What kind of person was Peter Parker? A top science student with extraordinary physical abilities—practically born to be a worker.
More importantly, the Peters were hardworking and never complained.
They could work for that miserly boss at the Daily Bugle and still be perfectly content.
That made them ideal temporary workers for the TVA.
JARVIS agreed. "The Spider-Men are indeed excellent. Following the work manual, they quickly learned how to repair all kinds of time technology."
As he spoke, JARVIS glanced at the tightly shut door of the command room.
His program was connected to the TVA's internal systems, and through the surveillance feeds, he could see more than a dozen Spider-Men crowded outside the door, eavesdropping.
That neither-large-nor-small doorway was stuffed with over a dozen heads.
The Spider-Men's faces were practically squashed flat like compressed biscuits.
JARVIS lowered his voice. "Sir, if Spider-Man is troubling you, I actually have a suggestion."
Leon was slightly surprised. "What suggestion?"
"Sir, if we want the Spider-Men to restrain themselves, why don't we recruit the Deadpool Corps?"
JARVIS said something startling.
"Those Deadpools may be noisy too, but whenever they encounter Peter, they stop bothering everyone else."
"And once the Spider-Men are tangled up with the Deadpools, they won't have the chance to chatter endlessly either."
"This..." Leon raised his eyebrows.
The idea seemed pretty good, but wasn't it a little too cruel?
Even Leon himself had never considered it from that angle.
For a moment, he looked at JARVIS as if he had just discovered a genius. "You've changed, JARVIS. You've turned bad, you know that?"
After Dark Strange learned about the Deadpool Corps,
he could not help but praise him