What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

"Who are you?" The man in the darkness asked with a half-smile.

I stared at the hand he grabbed me. There was still blood on the back of the hand, but the wound was healing rapidly. I saw layers of scars, as if this hand had been chopped up and put back together.

I already know who this person is: "Deadpool."

"nononono~ I'm Deadpool." I saw his eyes flashing playfully in the dark, "Who are you?"

I'm not going to answer him.I've heard about this crazy mercenary, and I'm not sure if he's going to exchange business cards with me or shoot me in the next second, so I secretly try to pull my hand away while trying to slow down time to put Deadpool put aside.

But I was wrong.

I struggled to break away Deadpool's hand, and wanted to back away, but suddenly I heard a sneer.

Could it be... Deadpool smashed through the wall with a knife, and I retreated in horror among the flying wreckage. I was stunned to see Deadpool laughing wildly and standing among the ruins with two knives on his back-with a close to meticulous image.

Except for the few remaining uniforms hanging on his body, Deadpool is covered with terrible scars and pustules, which makes his smile very weird and terrifying.

This person who had been in close contact with the goddess of death, the immortal mercenary, would keep adding scars in his long life as evidence of his survival.

But I still don't know how he was able to break through the barrier of my time.

I watched his hand cautiously, ready to run away. Recently, I met two people in a row who were out of my control. Apart from being surprised, I also realized with hindsight—except being able to freeze a short period of time , I don't actually have any defense or attack capital.

But Deadpool took out a pistol from nowhere and wandered around in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Need I ask again? Who are you? Uh-huh, you can control time, so you don't rely on equipment Tall, rich and handsome, is he an acquired mutated dick?"

I stepped back cautiously: "It's just an insignificant mutant."

"Mutant? No, no, no, you are not a mutant." Deadpool seemed to wrinkle his nose and made a vomiting expression, "I can smell the smell of mutants from three kilometers away, aren't you Mutant."

...was he talking about Wolverine?

I had nowhere to retreat, so I could only stand tightly against the wall: "Um... so, can I go? You look busy?"

Deadpool stretched out a finger and shook it: "No, no, no, I'm not busy—I was just hacked to pieces, and I'm still not sober—can you control time?"

"A little, just a little."

Deadpool suddenly jumped in front of me, and put his big face like an avocado close together: "You seemed surprised just now? Pfft~ It seems that the wall of dimension has been torn, right?"

I don't want to answer at all, but fortunately Deadpool can still talk to himself: "This is wrong, right? Why did the mage of time lose his power? Why?"

"I don't know." I didn't have the ability to think about what he was saying, I clearly smelled the strong smell of blood on Deadpool - yes, he was chopped up just now - he was what Nick heard The second living person, he should be trying to piece together his wreckage to be reborn.

Deadpool suddenly fell silent. He stared at me and asked in another deep voice, "Can you see my timeline?"

Seeing my blank face, Deadpool smiled strangely again: "I'm a little hungry, I want to eat a chicken taco—do you want it?"

"no thanks……"

I just watched Deadpool pull out a tattered backpack from the rubble, and a cold chicken taco from a pile of dynamite, and sat down to eat it.

Me: O(╯口╰)o

I wanted to just leave without any sense of existence, but Deadpool suddenly said: "Boy, come back and sit down, although I don't know why it appeared in this plot, but since the author arranged it, I guess it is because I wanted to I'm an NPC or something."

Trembling, I sat down opposite Deadpool: "Brother, I don't understand what you're talking about."

Deadpool swallowed the chicken roll: "You seem to know some basic information about my brother?"

"Not much." I only heard a little bit from Peter, and the key words were: Immortality, Rich, Crazy.

"Hmm, you should pay more attention to the list of the coolest heroes. My brother's popularity has always been in the top ten."

"I paid attention, but I didn't see it." Seeing that Deadpool seemed to be reaching for the pistol that was put aside, I quickly added, "But I followed your Twitter."

Deadpool's hand returned to the chicken roll: "This is more or less... well, what do most people call me? Immortal slut crossed out mercenaries, have you heard?"

"I've heard about the same."

Deadpool laughed evilly: "Know why not?"

I thought for a while: "Because you have a cheap mouth?"

Deadpool: "...Didn't I cross that sentence out?"

I quickly spread my hands to show my innocence, and Deadpool angrily threw the leftover wrapping paper on the ground, and said, "My brother was handsome when he was young, and of course there are many beauties who admire me."

I took one look at his face, like an older avocado being dayd by an older avocado.

Deadpool didn't realize it, and continued to enumerate his history to prove his handsomeness: "Until I came out of that laboratory, that bastard doctor cured my cancer with his rotten nineteenth floor medical skills—— The side effect was turning me into Freddy."

I couldn't help applauding - finally found a better adjective than avocado.

Deadpool glanced at me: "Do you know how he treated me? They actually injected me with the gene of that stinky wolf!"

I thought about it: "But your self-healing ability is stronger than Wolverine."

"Of course~ Brother is the strongest in the Marvel world~ Of course it's not because of the regenerative cells that stupid wolf gave me~" Deadpool laughed sinisterly, "I died once before."

"Hey boy who won't show his face, I've been to hell once, and there I met my goddess of death."

At the border between life and death, Deadpool fell in love with the goddess of death. He used exaggerated words to describe his shocking love—although I didn’t hear the goddess’s response to him—and then suddenly became depressed Get up: "I didn't know that Thanos also fell in love with death."

He was lying on the ground, showing off his figure: "That old boy, knowing that he couldn't compete with my personal charm, so he used an extremely despicable trick - he put a curse on me, and cursed that I would never die."

So, this is the origin of Deadpool's immortal body-he can never die, and he will never see the goddess of death.

I admire Thanos' wit.

Deadpool seemed to think that this curse was too wonderful, and he laughed loudly, and couldn't hold back a little bit. He rolled on the ground laughing with his stomach in his hands, and when he rolled in front of me, he raised his head and said to me: " Do you know what it feels like not to die?"

Of course I don't know.

Deadpool laughed under my nose: "Thanos—he cut off all my timelines! I never belong to people in time—do you understand? Deadpool doesn't belong to time!"

I do not understand.

I just think Deadpool seems a little too crazy: "Why are you telling me this?"

"Hahahaha... who knows? It was all arranged by the author."

I laughed with Deadpool for a while, and suddenly felt that the air was ridiculous, and I thought I should go back.

Deadpool didn't stop me this time, he just lay on the ground twitching, and he suddenly said after I took three steps: "Boy, how old are you?"

I didn't look back: "15."

"You are so young... Then, 15-year-old kid, let me teach you a truth: When you encounter difficulties, there are only two choices: either cry or laugh. Laughter is a natural anesthetic; crying , it’s heartbreaking.”

"Do you always talk so much?"

"Aha? That's four times the amount." Deadpool laughed almost out of breath, "The last sentence: The more you care, the more likely you will be hurt."

I never spoke back and never looked back.

【Little Theater: The End of the World and Grim Wonderland】

This is the end of the shattered space-time, and many shattered dimensions have thrown their wreckage here.

There is no sky, no earth, no wind or rain here, only a big metallic tree standing upright, growing out of the chaos.

When Deadpool first became Deadpool, he often shattered himself so much that he could hardly put it back together—of course he finally put it together—but at that time he often came here, sitting in the big tree A certain branch of the tree is in a daze.

The tree has no flowers, no leaves, only bare branches sticking like thorns on the trunk.

Later, one time, Deadpool finally got tired of sitting and waiting, and he started to climb this strange tree. He just climbed up the dense branches, and kept climbing...

Until he returned to the real world, he did not climb to the top.

But it doesn't matter, there will be a next time.

During his days of seeking death, he finally climbed to the top of the tree.

He thought he would see something different, but no.

He only saw a person sitting on the top of the tree like him, looking at the void boredly.

The man looked at him and smiled: "You finally climbed up."

Deadpool laughed too—he was used to laughing: "Yeah, after all, you don't want to go down to see me."

The man was still laughing: "Because it's useless."

Deadpool was puzzled, but the man laughed more and more happily. He even reached out and fished out a silver-white ribbon from the broken time and space, and then crushed it casually: "If it's broken, it's broken. If it's broken, it's broken." I can't fight anymore."

Deadpool put the knife on the man's neck with his backhand: "There must be someone who can do it, huh?"

The man grinned: "Yes, someone can."

"Who?"

"I."

Deadpool turned his head: "So?"

The man laughed and kicked Deadpool back into the real world.

Deadpool didn't want to wake up for a long time, and his last words still echoed in his messy mind.

But I no longer have me.

Time is no more time.

The author has something to say: Laughter is a natural anesthetic, and crying hurts the heart.

This passage is the original words of Deadpool in the comics.

Deadpool had provoked others everywhere in order to die, and even planted bombs on Hulk, but he didn't die.

The setting here is basically the same as the comics, so I will add one more sentence: Thanos cut off all his timelines, so Deadpool does not belong to time.

And Allen's ability is to control time.

By the way, Jianjian and Mexican Chicken Tacos are so cute~