Paradise handed over a set of planetary coordinates. They were indeed somewhere underground, near the exhaust nozzle of a planetary thruster.
All the customs equipment, including that mysterious crystal, was there. If the four outsiders wanted them, they could take them.
Su Ming glanced at the map, raised his right hand, grabbed the air before him, and twisted it to the right.
As green light flashed, the AI was shut down once more. Its time had been rolled back to the state before it was damaged.
"Rest in peace. I can't possibly keep something that could sterilize an entire planet at any moment." Deathstroke slowly lowered his hand as the green light gradually faded from his chest. He said to the others, "There's no need for the Tayanans to exist either. Once we find what we came for, we'll blow this place up."
"Wow, Cousin really did trick it. I knew it." Deadpool tossed aside the empty bag of Spicy Strips and licked his fingers. "But this big computer seemed pretty fun. I thought you'd say it was fated to be with you and dig it out just for its paint job."
He had not actually thought that much about it. Mostly, that was what the guys in the Livestream had said. Still, it seemed Cousin had no interest in this thing.
"Humans can't use it. Relying on negatron technology in the Main Dimension never ends well. Just look at the future Kree Empire if you don't believe me."
Su Ming waved a hand. Relying on the coordinates in his memory, he grabbed his cousin and took off, explaining as they flew:
"I could dig up Paradise's mainframe, but then what? Its tech tree is completely different from ours, and no one on Earth could crack its programming—not even A'Du.