America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“It’s Dad’s wine,” Li Qun said to Wade.

"Can they stay in my room? I'll take good care of them."

"Don't even think about it, Wade."

"Where will they move to?" Wade asked his father.

“I have a room in Kamar-Taj, and I’ll move them there,” Dad said.

"Karmar-Taj, Kamar-Taj... Where is this place?"

“It’s hidden in the Himalayas, in Nepal, where it borders the secular world,” the old man said.

"Do all sorcerers have to study at Kamar-Taj?"

"Yes." Dad nodded.

"Dad, let's move now," Liqun suggested to his father.

"Now? Okay." The old man glanced at Wade, who shrugged and spread his hands.

"You can open this jar of wine and have a drink," the old man said to Wade.

"Thank you, Dad!"

"It's not the thief you should fear, it's the one who's eyeing you," the old man said.

The old man lifted the sealed lid of the wine jar, and the aroma of the wine instantly filled the room. Wade was a connoisseur of wine, and this was the first time he had ever seen homemade wine with such a strong flavor.

"Is there something soaking inside?" Wade squatted down to examine the wine jar.

"Drinking this has many benefits for the body. It can regulate the body, help with sleep, and balance yin and yang..." the old man said slowly, scooping out a small cup of wine from the wine jar and handing it to Wade.

"Is that all? Enough for one sip." Wade squinted at the small glass, which was about the height of a finger.

"Drinking too much is bad for you; moderation is key," the old man said.

"Dad, did you brew all this new wine?" Li Qun asked.

“Life has changed once again, and I think I can still accomplish a lot,” the old man said to Liqun with a smile.

Let us celebrate life!

Wade raised his miniature glass high, tilted his head back, and downed the drink in one gulp. As a drinking buddy, Wade was more than qualified in his father's eyes.

"It's a little spicy, a little intoxicating, but it doesn't burn my stomach..." Wade savored the taste in his mouth.

"My body warmed up, and I felt my stomach was activated; the feeling of indigestion was disappearing."

"Your intestines are moving," the old man said with a smile as he observed Wade.

Wade opened his mouth and burped, a glint of shrewdness appearing in his eyes.

"When Dad said it 'conditions the body,' he probably meant that this wine helps clear the intestines and reset the digestive system. Wade, do you know what 'reset' means?" Li Qun looked at Wade.

“Yeah! I know that enemas are popular among some upper-class people to cleanse their intestines, supposedly because they’re good for their health,” Wade said.

"Will the effect be quick?" Wade asked his father.

"It depends on your individual physical condition. If you are more sensitive, it will take effect very quickly," Dad replied.

“What does being sensitive mean?” Wade asked.

"Your physical condition is relatively poor, and you only absorbed a small portion of the medicinal wine before reaching your body's limit."

Wade heard the sound of his own stomach rumbling, and Li Qun and his father, who were standing next to him, also heard it.

"Looks like Wade, your physical condition isn't so great. Come with me to the bathroom."

Wade kept a straight face, showing no sign of putting on a brave face, and followed his father to the bathroom.

They are now in their father's three-story house.

Wade has also started his new life, and he has come to his dad's place to check out his future work and rental environment.

Wade was full of anticipation for the "Freaks League" he had now joined, but he only called it "Freaks League" in his mind and did not say the word out loud.

Bruce Banner, their freak leader, an invincible man with both strength and wisdom;

Li Qun, a teenage freak who wields a magical golden stick;

He himself was Wade Wilson, a freak with an immortal body;

Finally, there's Peter Parker, the second teenage freak who hasn't joined yet, a high school student with spider-like superpowers.

While Wade was sitting on the toilet, Old Man opened a portal to his Kamar-Taj room. Li Qun and Old Man carried over jars of wine. After they finished, Old Man directed Li Qun to clean the room, clearing out an empty room for Wade without any furniture.

Wade emerged from the bathroom, pulling up his pants, his face beaming with satisfaction.

He felt cleaner than ever before, and his body felt unusually light.

"You've all finished?!"

Wade stood in the empty room, his eyes wide with surprise, utterly astonished by the efficiency of his father and Li Qun's work.

"Do I have to prepare everything myself, like the bed, wardrobe, and table?" Wade asked his father.

“I only agreed to rent you the room, I didn’t say I would rent you the furniture as well,” Dad said.

"Actually, Dad doesn't have any extra bed frames or wardrobes here."

“Wade, don’t you think this room is yours now? You can fill it with furniture of your favorite style,” Li Qun said.

“Wade, let’s make this clear first, you can’t bring back old furniture that other people have thrown on the street,” Dad said to Wade.

"Why not?" Wade really wanted to do it.

“Dad hates bugs. If lice and fleas invade this building, then Dad will have to use his bug-killing magic,” Li Qun said.

"The specific reason is that the insects damage the things in my shop. They are all old items and I'm very afraid of insect damage," the old man said.

"I understand."

“I’ll go buy new furniture,” Wade said.

"Don't feel bad that the room is a little small. I'll use magic to expand the room one by one in the future," the old man said.

"Like Dr. Banner's Sanctuary?" Wade asked.

"Yes, just like Dr. Banner's place."

“My building is also on the ley lines, and the Sanctuary is located at the intersection of the ley line energies,” the old man said.

“Feng Shui,” Wade said with a smile, and his father smiled and nodded at him.

“Dad, if you want to travel anywhere, you can call me. I’ve been to many places around the world and know a lot of people,” Wade said.

"Didn't you used to sell used cars?" Dad asked.

“Actually, I used to be a professional hitman. After I retired, I changed jobs a lot. Being a used car sales manager was just one of the jobs I did for a relatively long time in the past few years,” Wade said.

"A professional assassin..." Dad nodded calmly.

“Dad, why aren’t you surprised at all? I’m a professional killer, a professional!” Wade emphasized.

“I have an old friend who trains professional assassins,” the old man said casually.

"Oh……"

"Is your old friend still training assassins?" Wade asked curiously.

"Maybe."

Chapter 237 I rejoice in your joy.

"Dad, have you taught anyone else before?"

When Wade asked the question, Li Qun also waited curiously for his father's answer.

Li Qun's intuition told him that his father had taught others, but hadn't made them his apprentices. There was the reality of a master-disciple relationship, but not the formal title.

"Why bother with this?" Dad shook his head with a smile and turned to go to the bathroom.

“Dad doesn’t want to answer that question,” Li Qun said to Wade.

"That means you've taught other people."

"I asked this question because I don't want to get into a fight with someone and suddenly find out that the other person is a student taught by my dad," Wade said, looking at Li Qun.

"My father doesn't teach kung fu to just anyone."

“I don’t think someone who has been disciplined by their father is a bad person,” Li Qun said.

"Really?" Wade remained skeptical.

“If anyone my father taught goes astray, I have an obligation to clean up the sect,” Li Qun said earnestly.

"Clean up the sect? Is that what I'm thinking?" Wade made a cleaning motion.

"Dad is now a kung fu instructor at Kamar-Taj. Liqun, the people you might be cleaning up in the future are fallen sorcerers."

Liqun shook his head.

"Fallen mages are not very common. The ones who will make a move will be Dr. Banner and Hulk."

"Hulk punched the other person and flattened them."

"That's right."

"What is our action plan for tomorrow?" Li Qun asked Wade.

"Am I the one who plans this?" Wade countered.

“When Peter was the Red Spider, I also asked him for his opinion first,” Li Qun said.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to have a big breakfast first, and then eat less at noon. The match starts in the afternoon, and if I eat too much, the opponent might beat me so badly that I'll throw up."

“My opponent is boxer Ed. He’s very agile and it’s hard to find any weaknesses in him, but I can fight him for a long time,” Wade thought to himself.

"If it's boxer Ed, then Steve's opponent will be wrestler Alex."

“Steve? Not Johnny?” Wade asked, puzzled.

"Johnny is Steve."

“I forgot to tell you, Wade.”