In the pitch-black space, two little white dots blinked on and off. They were not stars winking in the sky, but Deadpool.
After proposing a plan, he stared eagerly at the scrolling comments in his mind that only he could see, watching for feedback from his viewers.
"." The Nonexistent Audience said something.
"Ah, you're not wrong. If I could, I'd definitely use the Plot Continuity Gem to give myself night vision, or just brighten up the place I'm in. But I tried it just now, and it seems to have stopped working, so that easy solution is out."
After watching for a while, he spoke up to explain. His tone had gained a little seriousness, but it did not last even three seconds before those two white eyepieces twisted into a ridiculous shape.
"Hehe, anyway, I'm sure I'm inside CAAT's body right now, and I'm not dead yet. As expected, a King of Popularity like me just can't die. So who cares whether I have the gem or not? Once I get close to the enemy and let it behold my handsome face, it'll definitely kneel beneath my strawberry underwear and call me the GOAT! Meowhahahahaha~~~ Cough, cough! Choked on my saliva. Give me a second. Cough, cough, wahahahahaha~~"
He finally managed to finish laughing through that bit. His sleazy cackle echoed through the darkness, traveling a considerable distance before irregular echoes kept bouncing back.
But that also let Deadpool roughly figure out his surroundings. Though he could not see his hand in front of his face, he seemed to be inside a long, narrow tunnel or cave, one with plenty of twists and turns. Otherwise, there would not have been so many irregular echoes.
He might have been a little crazy, but judging terrain was a Mercenary's basic