Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

"I might have to go 'offline' for a while, Wade, take it easy, just for a while."

When Wade Wilson rushed into the Avengers Building with his anonymous name in his arms, he moved so quickly that the agents didn't even have time to draw their guns.

The witty artificial intelligence Jarvis opened the elevator door for him in time, otherwise he might have drawn a knife and forced the door open.

He rushed straight into Dr. Banner's laboratory. If the Avengers hadn't arrived in time to stop him, he might have smashed all these experimental instruments to make way for Anonymous.

"Hey, Deadpool—Deadpool!" Tony Stark stopped him, preventing him from entering the emergency room with Anonymous, "We can't tell you to calm down, no one can be calm about this kind of thing , but you have to control yourself, we just want to help."

Although Wade did stop his movements, his expression did not become friendlier or calmer at all.

"Don't use your method of comforting mental patients on brother." Wade squeezed out malicious words from between his teeth, "It's better to save your energy and help the big green man. If Unnamed dies, maybe brother Gotta really slaughter the Marvel Universe."

No one has ever seen Wade warn people so seriously, he doesn't seem to care about anything else, and only focuses on an unnamed person.

Anonymous is actually 'dead', but no one has the heart to point out that fact, and no one wants to add another straw to Wade Wilson's precarious sanity.

Wade watched Anonymous lying on the hospital bed through the glass, and it took great self-control not to smash the obstructing glass wall with a knife.

Dr. Banner checks the status of the unnamed: his heart has been stopped for at least 15 minutes.However, the unnamed body temperature did not drop, nor did any other symptoms appear.

"You really cared about him," Natasha said to Wade. "I've never seen you say three sentences without a dirty joke."

"Brother hasn't finished three sentences yet," Wade retorted after calming down a little.

"That's three sentences now." Natasha stood side by side with Wade, and also looked at the unnamed person on the hospital bed, "Is today the third day?"

Wade nodded, clenched his fist with one hand, and smashed it on the glass.

He shouldn't be taking this for granted: this eerie state of being in a coma every three days.When Unnamed lost consciousness for the first time, he should have caught the culprit and beat him until his parents didn't know him.

"You're going fast," Natasha said, not referring to straight-home runs -- if that's the case, that's the norm for Wade.She, or the entire Avengers, was shocked at how quickly Wade gave his heart.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was love at first sight, it seemed a little unnatural.

"Soon?" Wade asked back, "Brother has waited for a few lifetimes for someone who is as crazy as him. Anonymous is not only crazy but also fights. We are a match made in heaven."

If each death counts as a lifetime, that is indeed many lifetimes.Natasha was speechless.

"Did he say anything to you?" Natasha asked, seeing Bruce shaking his head from a secret angle while Wade was not paying attention, her heart sank.

"He said..." The memory that had temporarily stopped functioning due to extreme tension started to function again, and Wade suddenly thought of the last sentence left eagerly by the unnamed, "He said he was going to 'offline' for a while."

And tell yourself not to worry.

"His state may be temporary," Natasha immediately jotted down the overly specific word 'offline', "I think we have to wait until tomorrow morning, is his coma cycle usually twelve hours? "

Anonymous let him not worry.Wade couldn't quite hear what Natasha was saying, only a funny urge to laugh suddenly came to him.

Wade laughed out loud, bathed in other people's crazy eyes, laughed without any scruples, bent down, covered his stomach with his hands and laughed.He really wanted to pull out his pistol/gun and decorate the room with his own brains, but then he realized that Unknown didn't like him committing suicide.

But Anonymous has irresponsibly left him here alone, Wade thought darkly.

'don’t worry'.It's so interesting.

Anonymous woke up early, around 11:30, not even midnight.

Unnamed's physical condition did not recover gradually. One second before, all his signs except body temperature showed death; the next second, the instrument suddenly sounded: his heart started beating, and it was still beating very healthy.

Breathing, blood circulation, and brain activity all restart in an instant.He opened his eyes, completely without the feeling of weakness that a patient who has been in a coma for several hours should have.

"Your heart stopped beating for three hours, 47 minutes and [-] seconds," Dr. Banner told him, and the eyes that looked at Anonymous had changed from looking at normal people to looking at possible experimental subjects.

"Oh, it must be because your network speed is too slow." The anonymous gave Dr. Banner a look of "Anyway, if you don't turn green, you won't be able to beat me and catch me." "Where's Wade?"

This time Wade really broke the glass of the treatment room, he was kicked in by Natasha.

Dr. Banner left the Shura field with great insight, together with the rest of the Avengers.

Anonymous sat on the hospital bed, watching Wade.He didn't speak.

The latter stood firm, but he didn't rush forward, or he didn't move at all, looking at Unknown with an extremely strange look.

Anonymous held out his hand to him.

Wade almost pounced and kissed Unknown's lips forcibly, he was surprised that he still remembered to pull the mask up indiscriminately.

He wanted to bite down hard until he tasted the blood, tearing and biting.He also wanted to bite Anonymous, only that kind of pain could make him feel alive, both of them alive.

But in fact, he was just holding his unnamed lower lip and grinding it with his teeth.

Very soft, the warm breath was a little short, and a little red appeared on Unnamed's pale face.

Because Unnamed had just healed the wound he had bitten out—the wound from the hydra last time could still feel slightly different from the original touch.

Unnamed doesn't have the same healing powers as himself, Wade reminded himself over and over.For me, a wound that can only heal in a few seconds will take a week for Anonymous.

That magic kit or bandage doesn't change that fact.

"Hey, Wade, I'm here," Unnamed pushed him away, looking straight into his eyes, "I'm just offline for a while, don't worry too much, you're about to tear down the building."

"If you die, where can I find another little lunatic to accompany my brother?" Deadpool said seriously.

"Sorry," Anonymous said a little overwhelmed, like he didn't know where to put his hands in the hug, "I don't...I didn't know it was going to happen, it just happened."

"I'm going to kill that idiot who poisoned you, he has officially messed with Deadpool's father."

"This may be a bit difficult." Unnamed thought of the so-called 're-login to the server', what he saw.

He seemed to be floating on a river, and the water was a warm orange—maybe it couldn't be said to be warm, because it was exactly the same temperature as Unsigned itself, causing Unsigned to barely feel the presence of these liquids.

He swims naturally with the current.

Then he saw a heart, from which flowed countless orange tributaries, they converged, branched, and spread into the boundless darkness, outlining a mysterious structure.

The heart is also orange, and it beats and beats with life.

Unnamed remembered that he saw an eye, that eye opened from the very center of the heart, looking straight at him, the iris was like a flowing orange flame, and the place where the white of the eye should be was filled with void-like black.

The eye stared at him only for a moment, but it seemed to see right into his soul.

Anonymous woke up.

'The update package has been loaded, I wish you a happy game. ’ That line of white letters said so.

Unnamed doesn't know what the two BUGs it fixes refer to, it may have to be discovered by himself.He was looking forward to the game three days later.

However, this is not destined to be a night for everyone to rest. The Avengers, who were exhausted by Deadpool, sat in the living room and received a call request from the leader of the mutants.

"Sir, it's Professor Xavier's communication," Jarvis reminded.

Obviously, at this late hour, his call could only have been about the mutant siblings.Jarvis automatically picked up the phone and chose speakerphone.

"Good evening, Charles," the captain greeted, "Has the appraisal result come out?"

"It's Eric." Charles Xavier's voice had a strange shift, as if he was forcibly suppressing a smile.It's hard to imagine that the gentle professor would have such an expression.

Fortunately, this is not a video call, otherwise the Avengers will be like Hank on the other end of the phone, fortunate enough to see the professor's shoulders trembling while trying to make a calm voice.He was laughing like crazy.

"Who?" Tony blurted out without realizing it.

"Professor Xavier has a 90.00% possibility of referring to Eric Lanshere." Jarvis gave a wise opinion.

"Magneto is their father?!"

The mutant who can't get through the Golden Gate Bridge can be said to have the ability to defy the sky, which is simply Tony Stark's nightmare.

Tony's name has the word "steel" in it.

The father failed.Tony Stark has always thought that his inventor father is cool enough, but now, he really feels that his old father is not as good as the scrap iron collector from other families.

The author has something to say: Today is still 5

This book will include an American drama about a group solving serial cases