Chapter 76:
Everyone had just stepped into the villa entrance when Deadpool dramatically spun in place, his mask's white eye-pieces bulging wide.
"Whoa! This marble flooring! This crystal chandelier! This…"
Steve slapped Deadpool's mask.
"Your fucking mouth is louder than a Hydra machine gun! I think you could annoy Thanos to death with that broken mouth alone!"
Wanda blinked her scarlet eyes and tilted her head cutely.
"What mouth?"
The air suddenly went quiet.
Deadpool froze on the spot. His hands flew to his mask, knuckles turning white.
He frantically felt around his mouth area. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, but only muffled "mmph mmph" sounds came out.
"Holy shit!" Hawkeye's long knife clattered to the floor.
Banner stared in shock: "Wait, what just happened?!"
Natasha raised an eyebrow at Wanda: "Magic?"
Wanda innocently twirled the red energy around her fingers.
"I just thought silence would match the living room nicely."
Deadpool dropped to his knees, holding up a small whiteboard he'd pulled from somewhere. Scrawled on it were the words:
"I was wrong! Lift the curse! I promise I won't tell anyone that Captain learned swearing from The Godfather!"
Steve kicked him in the butt: "You little shit, you still dare threaten the witch lady?!"
Yang Jian shook his head: "Well done, Wanda. From now on, the living room has a permanent silence protocol for Deadpool."
"Is this the new villa security protocol? Deadpool automatically triggers mute mode?" Wanda smiled and nodded.
Deadpool frantically shook his head and raised a new whiteboard.
"At least let me say one last thing!"
Wanda flicked her finger lightly and lifted the curse.
"This decoration is fucking awesome!"
Deadpool did a backflip to dodge Steve's flying kick. "But why isn't there a Deadpool-themed room?!"
The group headed toward the laboratory, Deadpool's screams echoing behind them as chaos magic chased him around the house.
Soon they reached the laboratory entrance.
The automatic doors slid open silently. Everyone walked in.
The life cradle in the center emitted a soft glow. Its sleek, streamlined shell exuded futuristic tech aesthetics.
"Whoa!" Deadpool was about to exclaim when he suddenly remembered something and covered his mouth, switching to exaggerated lip-sync performance.
"This thing is even cooler than Tony's Mark 85!"
The next second, Wanda waved her hand and Deadpool was immediately dragged away by chaos magic.
Everyone: ...
Zhao Helen walked to the life cradle and snapped her fingers. Origin immediately unfolded a 3D human body model in the hologram.
"Everyone, this is the life cradle that will rewrite modern medical history."
She swiped across the projection. Tissue cells bloomed like fireworks.
"It can not only repair injuries."
The projection switched to a limb regeneration scene.
"It can also reconstruct limbs."
"Bones, nerves, and muscles reassemble like Lego with perfect precision."
Natasha's pupils contracted slightly. Her right hand unconsciously brushed over her lower abdomen—she remembered her own defect.
This was something every woman who came out of the Red Room carried—a defect that had troubled her for many years.
Hawkeye raised an eyebrow: "S.H.I.E.L.D. Medical Department is about to be unemployed."
"Can it restore youth?" Steve suddenly asked.
Natasha and Hawkeye glanced at him. They guessed why Steve was asking. Peggy Carter—the woman the Captain mentioned every day.
At the same time, she was also one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Zhao Helen shook her head regretfully: "Telomere recombination is still in the experimental stage, but…"
She gave Yang Jian a meaningful look. "If the boss wants to, this problem is very easy to solve."
Suddenly, rustling sounds came from the laboratory entrance.
Everyone turned around and saw Deadpool crawling in like a caterpillar, shakily raising three fingers:
"Uh… can you also fix my face while you're at it?"
His mask had a hole in it, revealing the hideous scars underneath.
"Boss, your girlfriend's slap is stronger than Thanos' snap."
Steve stepped on his back: "You little bastard, what did you do to deserve this again?"
Deadpool looked pitiful as he pulled out a broken figurine. It was barely recognizable as a scale model of Bumblebee.
"I just wanted to see what Bumblebee's figurine looked like."
Everyone was speechless and gave him a disgusted look.
Yang Jian couldn't help laughing: "You already know Mikaela's temper."
He knocked on the outer shell of the life cradle. "But today's protagonist is Dr. Banner."
Banner had already put on a white lab coat he'd grabbed, his eyes fixed on the gamma radiation spectrum jumping in the projection.
"You can really help me communicate with Hulk?"
"Not just communicate—we can make you both stop bothering each other." Yang Jian shook his head.
Just communicating would be underestimating him. He had already mastered spirit projection magic the second he saw it in the magic book.
Banner pushed up his glasses, his voice trembling slightly: "Okay… you really can solve the problem between me and Hulk?"
Yang Jian didn't answer immediately. Instead he asked:
"Before solving it, I need to ask you one question first."
The laboratory suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at Yang Jian curiously.
Deadpool suddenly sprang up from the floor: "Boss, you're not into the doctor, are you? Oh my god! Then what about me?"
Shoo!
A heat vision beam flashed. Deadpool's body instantly vaporized, leaving only his head rolling on the floor.
"It's much quieter now."
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze. The laboratory was deathly silent. Banner's Adam's apple bobbed noticeably.
"My question is very simple," Yang Jian looked straight into Banner's eyes.
"What is your attitude toward Hulk? How do you want me to handle it? Make him disappear forever, or erase his consciousness?"
This question hit Banner like a hammer. He opened his mouth. Countless images flashed through his mind.
Hulk smashing pursuing tanks, Hulk stepping forward in danger, Hulk—the existence he had always seen as a monster—had actually saved his life more than once.
"Is there a third option?" Banner finally asked softly.
Yang Jian smiled: "Of course there is. But before that…"
He suddenly raised his hand and pressed it lightly against Banner's chest. "We need to ask Hulk's opinion first."
Before Banner could recover from the shock, he found himself standing in a hazy green space.
He looked down at his semi-transparent hands, then up ahead.
The familiar green giant stood with his back to him, his broad back rising and falling with heavy breathing.
"Hulk?" Banner's voice echoed in the mental space.
The green giant whipped around. His yellow-green eyes glared like searchlights.
"Banner! You messing with me again?!"
In the real world, everyone in the laboratory saw Banner's body suddenly go rigid, his eyes becoming vacant.
Under the shocked gazes of the group, Banner's body stiffened and his eyes turned empty.
"Boss, what is this?" Steve asked, somewhat confused.
Yang Jian smiled without answering and gave Wanda a look.
Wanda understood and raised her hands. Chaos magic wove a semi-transparent projection in the air—the exact scene inside the mental space.
"What is… this?" Hawkeye blinked.
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