"Alright, Cousin, who are we going after next?" Deadpool walked over to Deathstroke and kicked away his empty Instant Hot Pot, splashing red broth all over the ground. "With Mouse's help, I don't think it makes much difference whether we take on TOBA or CAAT first. What do you think?"
He was clearly full of confidence in Popularity Theory and this Mouse, but there was one problem that could not be avoided.
"However, our mouse friend won't kill anyone. He's a true pacifist in the literal sense. He won't even feel the slightest malice toward other living things. He's a character who truly lives in a beautiful dream."
Whenever Mouse saw a living creature, he called it a friend and happily played with strangers. He was even kinder than Superman. Over nearly a century of serialized stories, he had never killed so much as an ant.
So, he had popularity, but as for combat power, that was harder to say. This one might not lift a finger throughout the whole battle and would only defend passively.
Su Ming explained Mouse's flaw to Deadpool. Mouse would not kill enemies. Right now, all Mouse wanted was to drive away the bad weather; he had never said he wanted to take down CAAT.
Simply driving it away could not be considered a permanent solution. This mouse definitely could not stay here for long. After all, he was a copy Deathstroke had reproduced using TOAA's blood. In a sense, he was not truly that red-shorts-wearing Mouse.
If he vanished one day and the enemy returned, would they have to deal with it all over again?
That would not do. Su Ming did not like retracing his steps, nor did he like going back to old grass, much less sparing an enemy's life only to