The long corridor was filled with artistic sculptures and paintings. Among the decorations were valuable items like Coral and enormous pearls, but Thanos had no interest in them, and Deadpool could not carry them.
Looking at the huge luminous pearl overhead serving as a light, Deadpool drooled. It mixed with the seawater in his suit, giving off a salty, fresh smell.
"Wow, whoever used to live here must have been filthy rich. Damn, Thanos, do you see that? There's even a pure gold statue over there."
As he spoke, Deadpool pointed at a statue standing in the middle of the corridor. It seemed to be a seahorse, though it was enormous—its waist was thicker than Deadpool himself. That huge lump of gold had to weigh dozens of tons, right?
Wade was starting to regret not having Super Strength. He could only look at all these treasures; he could not carry them.
He wanted to mention it to Thanos, but the Purple Sweet Potato looked so hurried and fired up that there was no way he would do a mover's job.
The Mad Titan was indeed about as Deadpool had expected. After sensing Death's presence, how could he have any interest in admiring the scenery?
Still, when he passed the golden seahorse statue, he casually snapped off a chunk of gold from its belly and tossed it to Deadpool.
"Take it, then shut up and follow me."
"Hey, got it!"
Having no idea what integrity even was, Deadpool beamed as he caught the gold. This was an unexpected bonus from the operation. Thanos was quite sensible after all.
Of course. If Thanos did not know how to make use of others, he could never have become one of the Cosmic Tyrants.
Their footsteps echoed through the empty, magnificent corridor, so rapid