In the room where people were coming and going just now, there are only two people left, Lynn and John.
Those who had been properly arranged have already left to go about their own affairs.
John walked to the desk and glanced at the bright sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Lynn, I'll go on patrol."
John said casually.
Although Vought International is now at its peak and public opinion has completely reversed, due to years of habit, he always feels that he has to go to the sky and see the city before he can feel at ease.
"Don't leave yet, John."
Lynn leaned back on the chair and shook his head, "Come sit here, I have something to tell you."
Upon hearing these words, John was about to turn around and paused.
He turned around and his eyes fell on Lynn's face.
After just one glance, John's heart suddenly sank.
Since the two met, whether it was facing the naked threat of Stormfront Edgar or the cancer hidden in the dark like Godolkin, Lynn has always been calm and calm.
But now, Lynn's face no longer has that gentle smile.
It was an unprecedented seriousness, even mixed with a hint of deep sadness that even John couldn't understand.
John didn't ask any more questions, walked to the chair opposite the desk and sat down without saying a word.
Lynn looked into John's eyes and spoke slowly.
"You should know that ever since I was resurrected in Cryogenic Chamber, I have always felt that a large chunk of my memory is missing."
John nodded.
Lynn's voice is very smooth,
"But no matter how hard I tried, I never knew what was missing. Until yesterday, when Mesmer touched my arm in the ruins, that memory came back."
Hearing this sentence, John's eyes moved slightly.
"In that memory."
Lynn took a deep breath,
"I became Lynn in different worlds and different time periods. Of course, I also met all kinds of Homelander."
Lynn stared at the blond young man in front of him,
"But without exception, I never survived."
John's brows knitted together.
Lynn saw John's mood swings, but he didn't stop.
"Until I met someone."
Lynn pronounced the name:
"Deadpool."
"He is an unscrupulous lunatic."
"That guy killed Homelander in that world and then came to me."
Lynn paused, his tone became cold,
"He told me that he was going to destroy all the Boys Universe in one go and kill everyone."
Silence fell in the office.
For an indigenous person, the impact of suddenly hearing the words "Parallel Universe" and "The Boys Universe" is no less than the shattering of the worldview on the spot.
If it were anyone else, their first reaction would definitely be that Lynn is insane.
But John does not.
He didn't even hesitate for half a second, let alone doubt whether the things Lynn said were true.
"Is he strong?"
John stared into Lynn's eyes and only asked this question.
"In terms of destructive power."
Lynn gave an objective evaluation,
"In my opinion, if he doesn't use any tricks and tricks, if you fight head-on, you will definitely win."
Hearing this, the muscles on John's face relaxed a little.
"But."
Lynn rubbed his brows, "His self-healing ability is terrifying. Even if you blow his head to pieces with Heat Vision, he can still grow back. Even if a drop of blood is left, he may be reborn."
Lynn looked at John, "In other words, this guy will be extremely troublesome."
John didn't answer immediately, he just stared at Lynn's face.
Years of getting along with each other made him very familiar with the man in front of him.
"Just an unkillable madman."
John asked rhetorically,
"No matter how troublesome his self-healing ability is, you won't show such an ugly expression, right?"
"That's right."
Lynn nodded,
"Even if his ability to regenerate by dripping blood is very difficult, the worst thing is that in the next period of time, we will spend more brain cells with him and compete with him. With just one Deadpool, the situation will not deteriorate to the point of being uncontrollable."
Lynn tapped his slender fingers on the table twice.
"But I thought of a possibility."
The knocking stops.
John raised his eyes, without urging, quietly waiting for the next step.
Lynn looked at those eyes and slowly uttered a sentence:
"He wants to bring all Homelander from other worlds to our world."
John's brows furrowed tightly.
Bring all Homelander from all the worlds?
If this is really the case, it will definitely be a devastating disaster.
But this doesn't make sense at all logically.
"But why should I listen to him in other worlds?"
John asked, "What does he use to drive me?"
Lynn pondered for two seconds before sighing softly.
"Because of me."
John was stunned.
He realized something.
"Could it be..."
John asked word for word,
"Am I in other worlds without you?"
"Actually, there is."
Lynn looked at the astonished eyes of John and gave a definite answer.
His gaze crossed the table, as if penetrating those empty timelines, and saw those fragmented pictures.
"In those memories, there is also a person named Lynn in other worlds."
Lynn's voice is very soft,
"But I have said before that I did not have the opportunity to grow up with you. In those timelines, I was just a low-level researcher doing odd jobs in Vought Underground Laboratory."
"In the eyes of those scientists, I am not even a regular employee, but in the hearts of Homelander in those worlds..."
Lynn paused for a moment,
"Those Lynn are just little people whose names don't even deserve to be remembered."
Hearing these words, John's breathing stagnated slightly.
"Don't think too much."
Lynn noticed John's emotional change and put the coffee cup back on the table.
"You are different from them."
"This is also the core reason why that madman Deadpool was able to provoke them all."
Lynn asked, "John, do you know what is the biggest difference between you and Homelander in other worlds?"