The ground was a little soft, but it still provided enough support. Deadpool's boots sank only about a centimeter before he stood firmly on the earth.
There was no warm welcome ceremony, no massive ambush like Wade had imagined, and certainly no Claymore anti-personnel mines.
There was only dead silence, and an endless brown Wastelands.
When he looked up again, he discovered that the enormous planet was no longer visible. The angle of "observation" must have changed again.
But there was no rush. Since he had already taken the money, he needed to do a good job leading the charge. So he crouched down, poked at the ground a few times, then tried slicing it with his sword as though cutting cake before turning back with a grin.
"Ha ha, Cousin, this really is shit!"
For some reason, discovering this seemed to make him even more excited.
"Oh, then I won't land." Su Ming also left the Black Smoke Boat, took off with the two animals under his arms, and hovered beside Deadpool. "Even if it's only making us think this is shit, I still don't plan on wading through it."
Could this be a way of repelling enemies? Simulating all kinds of excrement at the "city gate" in an attempt to discourage them from advancing?
If the Origin Court was only capable of this much, things would be easy.
"It's fine, Cousin. The sewers you often walk through aren't exactly clean either." Wade chuckled, shook off his Katana, and stood back up. "Let's hurry up and find the Origin Court. Where is it?"
Come to think of it, this mission had taken a little too long, though it had also earned him quite a bit of money. He needed to wrap things up quickly and get back to supporting