Originally, Su Ming had considered keeping some Exterminators, or taking samples back for Adjutant to study. Combined with the technology for mechanical ascension, they could develop a new generation of security robots for themselves to maintain order in certain places.
But after discovering how reasonable the Nuwali's offer was, he abandoned that idea.
Exterminators fed on energy and had enormous appetites. Celestial Destroyer had also said that even the Celestials feared they might rebel and could only seal them away. Su Ming had no desire to create a Multiversal-level Sentient Machine Crisis in a universe under his control.
So if they all died on the battlefield now, that would be a good thing too.
When they died, their energy would leak out and fall into an unknown world in the form of white sand. There was nothing wrong with that; it was like a natural cycle.
But Celestial Destroyer could not die. In the future, Su Ming would not only need him to introduce him to One Above All, but also rely on him as the main force against the Colored Celestials.
"What's your plan?"
Su Ming asked his cousin. Wade's mental state was just like that—sometimes, when he got serious, it was as if he had become a different person.
This was a special case. His wires had gotten crossed, after all. He had never been a serious person to begin with.
Deadpool said nothing and immediately began making tactical hand signals.
However, he had never received professional military training. He used the crude gestures of African child soldiers: he raised one finger and spun it wildly like an electric drill, moving it up and down.
Then he clenched his other hand into a fist and drilled that finger into it, thrusting it in and out.
Finally, his fist