Parallel Universe No. 6621 - Earth.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

An old door was knocked and the dust on the door was shaken down a lot.

In the room was a sloppy man sitting on the sofa with his back facing the door, his feet were filled with beer bottles.

At this time, he was a little drunk and held a bottle of unfinished beer in his hand.

"Hey, the door is not locked, come in... If... hiccup, if you are a thief, you can see what you can steal, if you can, please kill me, I don't have the courage to kill myself,

I will write a will. You know, it can prove that it was the will I killed myself rather than the kind of will you killed me. I will also print my sexy lip marks, at least it proves that I have been to this world before."

A man wearing a red and black pullover tights and carrying two samurai swords pushed open the creaking door. His outfit was Marvel's most famous mouth cannon - Deadpool!

He raised his feet and stepped on the wooden floor of the porch, which also creaked like a whine; many corners of the room were covered with spider webs, and it seemed that the place had not been cleaned for a long time.

"This strange smell makes me feel like something is dead here." The man in a red and black pullover tights sniffed. In addition to a stinky smell, there was also a pungent smell of alcohol in the air.

"You can think I'm dead, I'm no different from a dead dog now." A tall man sitting on the sofa with his back to the door raised the unfinished bottle of beer.

"Hey brother," Qi Ji gently patted his hand on the decadent man on the shoulder of the sofa, "If you don't mind, you can tell me the story of you and your fiancée."

"Oh, are you talking about Vanessa? Hey, your outfit is so slutty, which superhero are you? Iron Man? Death Knell? Or Superman?"

The man looked at Qi Ji with his face, and that face was the handsome face that Wade used to be, but now this face is a little more decadent and a little more ungrateful.

"The two you mentioned are DC's superheroes... But I'm not a hero. My name is Deadpool. I have traveled through more than two hundred parallel universes in succession to find this handsome battle suit... The brother who snatched the clothes by me may be crazy somewhere."

Qi Ji patted the dust on his clothes, "Tell me about your Vanessa... Oh my God, bless this guy's girlfriend to die, not break up."

"Hmm? What did you say?"

"It's okay, I'm used to saying something myself."

"Okay, I have this habit, hey, we really have a tacit understanding, I feel like I am a bit like you..." Wade said, tilting his head and taking a sip of beer, "A month ago, my favorite Vanessa was just buried. Do you know, she is so young and so beautiful, I don't know why she has cancer..."

"I finally found the right one, so tired... Ahem, I'm getting to the point. If you are given a chance to see Vanessa, would you like?"

The drunkard Wade suddenly woke up and looked at Qiji in shock. His bottle of wine unconsciously slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, making a harsh bang.

The uncooked wine flowed slowly from the bottle mouth, soaking the wooden floor...

...

"Crunch"

"Bang"

"Mr. Wade, you changed your outfit? It's red, very sexy."

It was almost lunch time that Qi Ji returned to Ivan's villa. If Qi Ji had not taken off his head cover, Ivan would have really not recognized him.

Since leaving the 'Weapon X', Ivan has begun to enjoy life,

While investing in stock trading, he is willing to spend more time eating and drinking. His cancer is also cured while gaining superpowers.

But he was not disfigured, which made Qi Ji very jealous.

"No, Ivan Driver, please call me Deadpool in the future, thank you. Do you dare to believe it? I traveled 217 parallel time and space today just to give my girlfriend to others...

No, in a sense, I am giving myself my girlfriend, but that I am not the me you see, but another me."

Qi Ji said as he threw his head hood on the sofa, and threw his off shoes on the aisle, and finally sat on the soft space cotton sofa.

Ivan walked over diligently to help Qiji straighten his shoes, then carried them to the shoe rack at the gate.

"It sounds great. Are you using Marx's dialectical philosophical thoughts to explain the view of love? But Mr. Wade, what is the parallel world?" Ivan asked seriously after putting it down.

Qi Ji looked at him and stopped talking. After a moment, he gave up and explained: "What should I eat tonight? Or should I eat Russian veal?"

"Today I changed my taste. At noon, I bought Daleba from a Korean from the authentic Russian Far East. He said that this was a unique cultural delicacy in their country. In order to explain to him that this is our Russian, I spent thirty minutes, but in the end he could not argue, he beat him up."

Qi Ji nodded in praise when he heard this and gave him a thumbs up: "You are doing well and deserve to be beaten, but what is Da Lieba?"

“Big bread.”

"It sounds like it makes people feel very appetizing. Today you cook and wash my clothes later."

"Well...but it seems that it's me every day? And, Mr. Wade, you still live in my house..."

Qi Ji stiffened for a while, then gently patted his hands on Ivan's shoulder, and said in a tone of an elder teaching his younger generation: "It's so small, the pattern is so small! I'm training you! How can you not understand my good intentions?

Let's just give it a pleasant brim, and then you go to cook and wash clothes, okay? My belly is like a fat mother is looking forward to love now."

"Uh... well, good... But what is Fat Mom?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Bang." After the two of them happily clapped their high-fives, Ivan went to cook happily. Qi Ji leaned comfortably on the sofa and placed his two smelly feet on the coffee table that Ivan used to put ready-to-eat dried fruits.

"You absolutely can't imagine what I've experienced today," Qi Ji looked at the readers, "I have traveled through 217 parallel worlds in a row. Can you believe it? Most of the worlds are normal, at least 170 or 80, all of which are similar to my current timeline.

But there are several worlds where I am still a fucking good-boy college student and a damn doctoral student! Oh, damn, what are college students? That is fresh and vigorous leeks. They shouted to society: Come and cut me, come and cut me...

Can you think of me wearing thick glasses, a damn doctoral suit, standing with a group of two people to take pictures?

Although these processes are disgusting, at least today's ending is very good. A pair of people in love have walked together across time and space. If I were a screenwriter, I would definitely shoot a TV series like this, which is so touching."

"What did you say, Mr. Wade? I can't hear it too far!"

At this time, Ivan in the kitchen poked out half of his body and asked loudly.

"It's okay, I'm talking to the readers!"

Hearing this, Ivan shook his head incomprehensible and continued to Chedaleba.

Mr. Wade is very mysterious. Eight of his ten sentences are beyond his understanding. He has lived with Mr. Wade for more than a month and has not seen through each other. Such a person is worthy of killing Ajax and saving everyone.

When I recall that day, Ivan always regretted why he only rescued 122 experimental subjects and failed to kill Ajax and the Sand Angel with Qiji, and it is still difficult for me to become a hero after all. As Mr. Wade said just now, my situation is too small.

Mr. Wade is a superhero in his heart.

Qi Ji: Oh, damn it.

...

"Ivan,"

At night, Qi Ji and Ivan lay on two beds in the same bedroom.

This was only after Qi Ji's "strong" request, but he moved in, just to be able to "talk a little" at night. (Qi Ji said Ivan would break his neck if he said Ivan did not agree)

"Hmm? Mr. Wade?" Ivan, who was reading a book of Pushkin's poems on the bed, looked at Qiji.

"I want to set up a 'New Agents X', do you want to join?"

"But... Isn't Agents X-Men composed of?"

"Shhhh, don't associate them with us, we are two unrelated groups... Listen to me, that's completely different, I, Deadpool, will build a team that is stronger than the X-Men! But we're not superheroes."

"Then...what can I do?"

"You are responsible for cooking and washing clothes for me, and doing daily hygiene, which is logistics. You know, the Minister of Logistics."

"Huh, that's fine, it's not very tired. I thought I was going to rush to the front line..."

"Since you agree, I'll leave it to you in the future to wash clothes, cook and hygiene."

"OK."

"Don't say good things in the future, you should say ojbk."

"What is that?"

"The meaning of reconciliation is, say it quickly, ojbk."

“ojbk.”

"Very good, this is the slogan of our new Agent X team in the future!"

"Mr. Wade, you are simply a genius!"

"Okay, I'm going to sleep."

“ojbk.”
Chapter completed!