The group arrived at their destination without a hitch. The story was perfectly logical: there was a flash of light, and then they were there.
Whether this was TVA headquarters remained uncertain, because their landing spot looked like a completely sealed warehouse, pitch-black inside.
Deadpool pulled out a flashlight and shone it upward from beneath his chin. In a ghostly voice, he said, "We're here! Time to kill people again! I'm the evil ghost in the mist! Oh, right, Slade, what are we doing here? You didn't tell me anything. Even if you're not giving me a photo, at least let me know who I'm supposed to chop up?"
He had been too busy counting that fifty-thousand-dollar advance payment to ask anything else.
"Rescue Thor, rescue Beta Ray Bill's people, restart the TVA's Three-God Mainframe, and drag Kang the Conqueror out from some Time Point and kill him."
That was roughly the plan. The Time Variance Authority base was well hidden, but its actual strength was nothing worth mentioning. They could adapt as they went. When asked, Deathstroke casually listed a few objectives while observing their surroundings.
This place looked more like an archive room. At first glance, it resembled a warehouse, but rows of cabinets held boxes upon boxes of time records. They were not only marked with dates, but also seriously labeled with Earth numbers.
Seeing that the TVA had identified this world as Earth-616, the Sorcerer Supreme wore a strange, almost-smiling expression.
"...Kang again?" Deadpool's mouth twisted beneath his mask, and he looked thoroughly speechless. "That guy really never gives up. He brings us good stuff every time. I'm almost embarrassed to kill him."
Though Deathstroke was the one who received the treasures, if Cousin was happy, Deadpool could earn a little more money. So he remembered