Now that he had this hypothesis, if this lousy "ladder" had been dug out of history's trash heap by Perpetua, there was nothing to worry about. After all, she was already dead.
The Batman Who Laughs might have been able to do it too, but he was dead as well.
Thinking about it now, things seemed much more optimistic. At least this was not a game board for God, so the level of danger would not be too high. That was good news.
It was just that the path to Michael's location was not easy to traverse. This battered space was extremely unstable. Using Space Teleportation here was practically gambling with their lives; it would be easy for their upper bodies to enter the story within one fragment while their lower bodies remained outside.
That would not be fatal for any of them, but if something ambushed them at a critical moment, it would be rather unpleasant.
In his previous life, Su Ming had watched some movies about beautiful women whose upper bodies got stuck in walls, under beds, in cabinets, and so on, unable to get out. Then one or more sleazy men would appear behind them, and certain things would happen.
"What a pain, this Spatial Turbulence and all that." Deadpool scratched his ass a few times with his backhand, pulled a piece of rotten dead skin from his pants, and casually tossed it aside. "Do we have another route? Like back in Florida, there must always be a way around The Great Marsh, right? Come to think of it, I can't even remember the last time I ate alligator meat. I only remember finding a human leg while eating inside an alligator's belly."
As he said that, Deadpool gave a snickering laugh, as though he found it