"If you're sure you're okay, let's go that way."
The cat leaned on Deathbell's shoulder and pointed in the direction with its flaming tail, like a signpost: "I seem to smell some angels, meow over there." ”"By the way, what does an angel smell like?"
Deadpool, who had no digestive system, followed, and he looked at the cat and asked, "Didn't you say that the angels are very clean, and they shouldn't smell at all." ”The most beautiful and pure, this is most people's impression of angels, those who fall into the sky are not counted, serious angels are very white.The feathers of the wings should be fluffy, and the white sheets on the body should be flat, so that the main thing is clean and hygienic."
Whew, stupid human meow, it's just your poor sense of smell that prevents you from feeling their breath."
The cat raised its chin and said proudly, "The smell of angels smells like sunshine, and Michael is the best of them, and he has a little of the smell of the breeze in nature." ”It's not so much the sense of smell as it is the feeling, but the dream of a thousand cats does feel these things through a nose without nostrils.Dreams, that's how wonderful they are."
It stands to reason that Lucifer is the light of the light, but the last time I saw him, that guy smelled of cologne."
Deadpool chats with the cat, and even though gravity issues and upside down, rough roads make it difficult for him to move, he still manages to maintain an outing-like mentality.Hearing this, Death Knell interjected: "Actually, Lucifer doesn't use perfume, all you smell is his ever-changing alluring scent, and don't forget that you have nasal cancer, unless something hits your face, your sense of smell is not as good as a mass-produced android." ”Those thirty good brothers do have the simplest olfactory parts, similar to smoke alarms, after all, they are supposed to function as firefighting equipment.The new London of Connectia, that kind of place is Happy Valley, bars and nightclubs are the main business, and this kind of business needs to pay more attention to fire safety.Since bionic people are used to receive guests, it is also a way to reduce the cost of fire protection by integrating fire extinguishing procedures and hardware for them."
Hey, that sounds amazing, a seductive aura or something."
Deadpool touched his armpits, put his fingers under his nostrils and sniffed, sure enough, he couldn't smell anything, so he smiled: "But Uncle Ben doesn't need it, I'm already charming enough, the girls are so happy to see me that they can't close their legs, whether there is a perfume smell or not is secondary." ”He does seem to be seductive to some women, while others have a deep hatred for the taste of Deadpool, and the attitudes are so different that it's hard to explain.However, human beings are very complex creatures, and since there is a crazy obsession with the disabled and a fetish of licking other people's jade feet, then naturally there are also stinky maniacs.So it's not that I can't understand it."
Don't talk about that, it's far away, do we really have to walk over there?"
The cat interrupted Deadpool and Deathstroke's small talk, and its tail drooped, "I just said Michael might be in that direction, but we're still a few dozen light-years away in a straight line." ”There is no planetary structure in this space, which is different from the ghost universe, and the upside-down environment here is destined to be a straight-line distance that can only be referenced.It smelled it, but it was only a faint breath, indicating that Michael had gone in that direction, or had passed through here."
Well, I know, I already feel him."
Su Ming nodded, affirming the cat's statement, but quickly shook his head: "The space here is full of faults, and in front of us is like a swimming pool, which is full of broken glass, if you teleport, if you are alone, you can try, but if you take you, it will be a bit risky." ”Space debris is not too much of a threat, but these debris have some dross and garbage from the past P52 era, and it will be very troublesome to stick to it like poison.For example, this one.As soon as Deathbell stretched out his hand, he grabbed a transparent fragment from the air in front of him, and it was only in his hand that it revealed its original form, and it could be seen that a story was unfolding in it.It's the story of Captain America vs.
Batman, as if they're trapped in it, endlessly repeating short segments.This is not a simple space debris, it contains a lot of things, even Su Ming is a little uncertain for a while, because he can't find their origin at all, it's like it didn't happen."
Oh?
Fragments of the story?
Show me. ”The cat stretched out its paws, carefully took the broken glass-like space, placed it in front of its own cat face, first twisted, then licked, and it came to a conclusion: "This is a story that has been clearly written, but it has not been written, like an unwritten poem, your judgment is right, Slade, if it is directly teleported, it will fall into this looping clip, then it will be difficult to come up with it." ”"Uncomposed poems, how do I remember that there are a lot of them in the Sandman's castle?"
Su Ming took the fragment from the cat's paw and threw it away like a splash: "You don't have a way to deal with it?"
”"The poems on the castle shelves that have never been composed, but only part of the story, preserved by the Sandman."
The cat explained solemnly, crouching on its shoulders like a sphinx: "And the castle shelves are only a part, and there are always some poems that are not under our control." ”"For example?"
Su Ming didn't think it was something incomprehensible, but he needed an example to verify his conjecture."
For example, if God doesn't write a poem, then it's not our business."
The cat climbed down, spread its paws, and said, "Another example is the poem that Origin is going to write, which is also not in our hands." ”"Understood, even the creations of the other three veins of the Trinity are not under your control."
Su Ming nodded, he had already sorted out the logic: "The birth here uses the power of the anti-monitor, or in fact, he is the main one, and the mother of the three brothers of the watchdog is Pepetua, and Pepetua is the person of the origin, she has not written poetry, and it is not under your control." ”"Yes, Slade, looks like we've got a place to go."
The cat happily pressed the death knell to her face and rubbed the man's beard with her beard: "I think this tattered ladder in your mouth is probably turned out by Pepetua, she just secretly placed it here and kept it as her own retreat, as a result" "As a result, she died suddenly, and I tricked into channel 52, happily entering, but I didn't expect that Superman was waiting for her inside, and this retreat was useless at all." ”After Su Ming finished the second half of what the cat was going to say, it was as if he had a heart in his heart, or was it because he felt the familiar power of crisis here?
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