The Reincarnation Passing by Marvel

Chapter 360 The Fourth Wall
"No, you're not him."

Peter Quill said stressfully: "If you were him, we wouldn't be in this situation."

He suddenly came back to his senses, "If you are just a fictional character, how would you know these things?"

"Uh, it will be more troublesome to explain this part."

Deadpool stretched out his hand to scratch the top of his head, then rubbed his hands again, "Well, you know, I really hate spoilers, someone once spoiled Harry Potter to me, and then that person died.

If you hadn't repeatedly talked about Wang Lun, I don't think I would have such a competitive mentality—someone has spoiled it anyway.

Ha...ha, this reason is so weak.

Well, in fact, you just need to understand that sometimes, the rubbish words I say are just borrowed from my mouth by unscrupulous authors, and I don't take the initiative.

You have to know that I, Deadpool, am actually a very deep man.

Even if my person has the attribute of chatterbox, in the hands of different editors, the feelings of the audience and readers are completely different.

It's like the movie "Full of Strength" you like. In your eyes, it is the greatest movie in history, but in the eyes of others... Sorry, please take back your eyes, I don't mean to slander, long live understanding!

OK, I'll continue.

Where did I just say that?
Oh, by the way, when it comes to random authors who add random settings to me.

Spoiler, definitely not my intention.

Think about it, what a kind person I am, I am sober when everyone is drunk, I have buried this painful secret deeply in my heart, and tasted all the bitterness and bitterness alone.

Under my bohemian appearance, what is hidden is a soul that has been riddled with holes and weather-beaten, I..."

Peter Quill interrupted his conversation with unfriendly eyes, and Deadpool took back the dancing that was still in mid-air, looking at his nose and his heart, sitting upright like an excellent three-good student.

"Who is my father?"

"There are two versions of your father. In the comics, your father is the king of the Spartan Empire and his name is Jason."

"The Spartan Empire, I've only heard of the Cree Empire, is there another one?"

"There is another one. In the movie, your father is a ball, and the one claims to be a god, but it took millions of years to form a body. In the end, he planted seeds all over the universe, trying to turn the entire universe into a ball. Become a part of your own body, let the gods live up to the name, but in the end, you and your teammates of the Guardians of the Galaxy killed the unlucky guy-Ego."

"Igo!"

Peter Quill's body went limp, and he fell backwards on the back of the chair.

"Egg, Egg is my father!"

He shook his head.

"This is impossible!"

He refused from the bottom of his heart.

"How can a ball be my father!"

"This is not a multiple-choice question."

Deadpool patted Peter Quill on the shoulder, "Although I haven't figured out which parallel universe of the Marvel Universe this is, but if the Spartan Empire does not exist, and you have heard of Ego... ..."

He paused, "Then, nine times out of ten, your father is really a ball."

"I do not believe."

Peter Quill shook his head like a rattle, "I'm going to ask Wang Lun, unless he told me the same answer, otherwise...

Don't try to lie to me! "

He sat upright, changed the driving mode of the small micro-aircraft from autopilot to manual mode, entered a certain coordinates, and pushed the propeller to the top.

"What are you doing now?"

Deadpool asked, "Are you going to Earth?

Didn't you say that you will not bring these pursuers to the earth?
you……"

Facing his constant chatter, Peter Quill turned a deaf ear to it and started looking for the nearest jumping point along the way wholeheartedly.

At this moment, he couldn't remember what he said before.

There is chaos in the mind, all kinds of voices are noisy, and the body can still execute an order resolutely, flustered and not chaotic, which is already a special achievement.

Everything else, in front of this goal, all give way.

After talking for a while, Deadpool also chose to shut up after seeing that he had no response.

Of course, he will never be honest and do nothing.

The small cockpit restricts the range of action of the body, so it is better to exercise in the mind.

Deadpool tilted his head and thought:
It is known that Ego is the father of the star-lord and exists in this universe, while the interference item, the Spartan Empire, does not exist.

Solution——Which parallel world in the Marvel universe does the star-lord in front of me belong to?

The answer is obvious - here is the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

And in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, how could Star-Lord be disfigured, why did the "Cosmic Spirit Ball" fall into the hands of Thanos at the current time point, where are his teammates, and where did Ronan go?

Questions came up one after another, and Deadpool unknowingly put on a sculpture of a thinker, and the face under the hood was also serious and serious.

In the small cockpit, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, one focused, one thought, time passed quietly.

As the jump point approached, the sudden change in the gravity environment during the jump made Deadpool wake up a little bit.

He recognizes that:

These problems we are facing now, under the current conditions, no matter how we think about them, they are all fantasy, and it is easy to fall into the dead end.

This is neither efficient nor a challenge to one's own abilities.

Therefore, the problem-solving thinking needs to be changed.

The idea had just been born, and the corners of Deadpool's lips hidden under the hood rose.

He wants to break the fourth wall, talk to audiences or readers in reality, skip all kinds of clues of light and shade in the cosmic environment in which he lives, and directly lock the answer.

So, next, he found that his thinking came to a strange place——

Various square characters, a picture, and some numbers.

There are many familiar faces in the picture, but most of them are blurred, except for a guy in a yellow jumpsuit with his body on his back.

What is the meaning of this picture?

One person, singled out all? ?

He pondered for a while, then put it aside and continued to check.

A line of numbers: 78XX, -1, 7220, 39.

There are some square words under this line of numbers, which seem to be the interpretation of the numbers, footnotes.

Then go down, XXX337X, 17XXXXX.

A head portrait of a man wearing glasses covered by "Lv1", as well as countless square characters, and some numbers that can't be seen at all.

Deadpool doesn't understand Chinese.

Seeing this, he decided to withdraw for the time being, lest he burn out his brain before finding the answer.

"call……"

Thinking back to the body, Deadpool has temporarily confirmed one thing.

That is to say: in infinite universes and infinite versions of self, there is one more self.

"****!"

……

(End of this chapter)