Deadpool slapped his forehead as if he had only just remembered that he had a Teleportation Belt.
He glanced once more at the sphere slowly rolling over from afar and picked his nose. "All right, I'll give it a try first. But if I leave, will you guys be okay on your own? Where are we meeting up again?"
They had accepted the job but had not finished it yet. If he ran off halfway through, he would not get the rest of the money. That would not do.
"Go gather intelligence on the surface first. If we're merely trapped in a Time Loop, I have my own ways of getting out. After all, I'm the Sorcerer Supreme. Loops within a fixed time period and a confined space are old tricks to us. The moment these Meatballs stick up their asses, I know exactly what kind of shit they're about to take."
Anyone else encountering this situation might have been utterly baffled. They might not understand why these Meatballs could repeatedly appear before them completely unharmed, or they might panic upon discovering that they could not escape.
But this trick was far too easy for the Sorcerer Supreme lineage to see through. As wielders of the Time Stone, they might not be able to directly manipulate time in this Another World, but few could surpass their sensitivity to changes in time.
Perhaps only Kang the Conqueror had some skill in that regard? Sigh, come to think of it, Kang had not visited in quite a while. He was kind of missed.
"What? This Meatball actually has an ass? Then I suddenly have a bold idea. How about I try to move it with love?" Wade suddenly seemed reluctant to leave. The corner of his mouth curled beneath his mask, forming