Offer a savior to the infinite world!

Youzi spoke to Lin Yi very seriously. It was obvious that she didn't have much experience in sales promotion and she didn't even have the interest to introduce the scope of business and capabilities of the detective agency. She just threw a business card. However, considering the other party's performance in this mission, Lin Yi felt that there was no need for her to introduce sales promotion. After all, the superb hacking skills she showed had perfectly demonstrated her ability.

"In that case, if I need anything, I will come to you for help without hesitation. By the way, since we are comrades, can you give me a 20% or 70% discount?"

Lin Yi took the business card and joked to Youzi again.

"This is impossible. We should keep things separate and handle work matters according to work standards."

As a result, he got a serious answer from the other party again. I don't know if this girl doesn't like to joke or for some other reason. Well, if she really joked about giving a discount, then Lin Yi would definitely climb up the ladder and ask for a discount when he gets a commission in the future.

Without saying anything else, the little girl became transparent and disappeared in front of Lin Yi.

At the same time, Lin Yi's body gradually became transparent, and it was obvious that he had reached the limit of his activity time.

"Well, it seems to be just right."

Lin Yi raised his head while muttering to himself and saw more chariots approaching this side.

Then, he pressed the switch of the lighter, and the flame rose, lighting the candles one by one, and a strange power gradually began to linger.

"The fireworks just now weren't big enough. Come on, big brother, try smoking this one."

While speaking with a hint of evil humor, Lin Yi, who had become almost completely transparent, lit the last soul-summoning candle.

End of the Volume: The Steadfast, the Fallen

"It's a really big firework. Now everyone in Manka town is my acquaintance."

Deadpool glanced at the display screen and saw the mushroom cloud rising in the town of Manka behind him. He couldn't help but smack his lips and sigh.

"That is... you actually still have weapons of this power?"

Looking at the completely destroyed town of Manka, Yasor, who was standing behind the fighter plane, was stunned for a moment. His pair of mechanical prosthetic eyes kept flashing and refreshing for several times. After confirming it several times, he still couldn't believe what he saw.

This wealthy town, home to many high-ranking officials and wealthy people, was razed to the ground, and nothing was left under the rising mushroom cloud.

"This is really, this is really... If you have such a powerful weapon, why didn't you use it earlier?"

Yasor hesitated for a long time and finally turned around to look at Deadpool who was driving the fighter plane and asked.

"Well, I guess it's because the range of this thing is smaller than the power radius, right? It's like the so-called nuclear bomb bazooka, with a range of 100 meters and a blast radius of 1000 meters. Since it's impossible to run away, it can only explode on board at the end."

Deadpool thought seriously for a while and finally came to this conclusion.

"Doesn't that mean... Mr. Lin Yi and the others have already..."

Yasol realized something and his expression became stiff.

Even though they had only fought side by side for less than two days, he was already convinced that the people he met were undoubtedly good people, warriors like the rebels who wielded their swords against their superiors for the happiness of more people.

How could such a person have such a sad ending?

"I know you may feel that their sacrifice was in vain, and that it's not worth it to die for you. But unfortunately, I don't like this kind of drama. I am the kind of audience who will not hesitate to scroll through the progress bar when I see the protagonists and supporting actors encounter unnecessary troubles and misunderstandings. I am too lazy to watch them argue or even become hostile over such inexplicable things. So I will tell you directly that they are still alive and well, but you will never see them again."

Deadpool yawned, shook his head, and answered Yasor's question in a very inappropriate tone.

"They're still alive? No, that's impossible. No one can survive this kind of explosion, right?"

Yasol, who was already sad and angry, was a little overwhelmed by Deadpool's series of words. For a moment, he didn't know how to react. But he soon realized the problem in Deadpool's words and immediately refuted it.

"So this is the question. Who do you think we are, these guys who suddenly appeared, who are completely different from the people around you and completely different from those rich people?"

Deadpool turned around and raised an eyebrow at Yasol.

Who do you think we are?

This question made Yasor stunned for a moment.

Yes, Lin Yi, Carl, Wade and that Alice, who are they?

Except for Carl, everyone else was obviously not a modified person. Their bodies seemed to be made of pure flesh and blood. In this place full of radiation, pure flesh and blood bodies could easily develop various diseases. Except for those deformed bodies, it was impossible for them to exist.

Even Carl was obviously different from the cyborgs. He didn't seem to have any senses such as pain or touch, and his movements and actions were inhuman, like a pure artificial intelligence. This kind of existence was strictly prohibited in the Principality of Geslerka. In fact, it was impossible to exist in any country.

These people who suddenly appeared are incompatible with this world.

No matter which country or place we consider, the analysis shows that it doesn't seem like their place of origin.

It was just like a visitor from another world falling from the sky, like someone in a fantasy novel.

"I, I don't know how to answer this question. You are indeed different from everyone else."

After hesitating and remaining silent for a long time, Yasor finally just shook his head and whispered.

"You don't have to say that. You obviously already know the answer, don't you? A superhero from another world, a savior who will come to punish the wicked after hearing the cries of the weak. How about it, do you think I've become more handsome?"

Deadpool said as he pulled out a small mirror and put lipstick on his mask.

"How is it possible that such a thing is..."

Yasor, who was amused by the other party's deliberately funny tone, just shook his head and said this, obviously not believing Deadpool's words at all.

"The more impossible something is, the more possible it is. Just like when you draw cards in a mobile game, you always think that you might get it next time, but you never get it until the guaranteed number of times is used up. Well, no, this example is a bit inappropriate. In Hayao Miyazaki's Souls series, every time you go through a maze that leads in all directions and feel like you're about to get dizzy, you end up walking through a door and find yourself not knowing where you are again. Well, that's probably it. There's nothing I can do. This author wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't write the Souls series. The current combat system of this book is still relatively low, so I can only cooperate and fulfill his wish."

As Deadpool spoke, he let out a long sigh.

"To be honest, I never really understood the jokes you told, but I really just can't believe this development."

Yasor shook his head, then simply found a chair in the cab and sat down to talk.

"You're a bit boring now. I've tried so hard to explain it to you. Shouldn't you just ask me for an autograph first?"

Deadpool raised his eyebrows, and it was obvious that Yasor's reaction made him a little unhappy.

"It's not this. I just think that if I have to choose one possibility, I hope it's not this one."

Yasor's two mechanical eyes flickered slightly, and he hesitated for a moment before continuing to speak.

"After all, how can I put it..."

"Look, if you guys are really superheroes from another world who save the hopeless weak, doesn't that mean that the efforts of people like us are actually meaningless?"

"We, the resistance fighters, fought to save more people. We made so many sacrifices, and lost so many comrades and family members. But in the end, we could do nothing. We had to rely on you superheroes who came down from the sky to win. So, if you are not from this world, doesn't this mean that all our world's self-rescue actions have failed?"

At the end, Yasor's voice was filled with extremely complicated emotions.

He didn't know what else to say.

In fact, he had already begun to believe what Deadpool said to some extent.

But precisely because of this, he could not accept this fact, accept this absurd, yet ironic and true answer.

"Ah, the topic has suddenly become really, really heavy. This style is not suitable for a family-friendly Deadpool movie. Although after being incorporated into the Marvel Cinematic Universe, it seems that my third solo movie has been confirmed to be a PG-13, really brain-dead family movie. Ah, it's even more heavy to think about it this way."

Reaching out and patting his head, Deadpool sighed again. Then he drove the fighter plane straight towards the ground.

"But, although it's very heavy, this is the truth. To be honest, your equipment and numbers are really not good enough. You can't even suppress the fire. There are only a few dozen people and a lot of them are injured. You can't command the support of hundreds of people among the modified ones. As a resistance force, you are really doing badly."

"Of course, your tactics are indeed rough and fierce. I still admire that you dare to throw explosives at any enemy. However, being weak is being weak. You really can't change that, right?"

As the voices were being spoken, the ground was gradually getting closer.

"There's nothing I can do. We are indeed too weak. This is a fact and I can't deny it."

Yasor sighed, and became more depressed at this moment.

"Hey, how can a man say he's not good enough? Even if he's middle-aged and his wife sucks him dry, he still has to say he can still hold on. This is dignity."

Deadpool's expression became serious. He took off his mask, revealing his scarred face. He turned around and looked at Yasor with a serious expression.

"As a man, you must not stop. No matter if you are a vampire with a smashed head or a captain with a gunshot wound to the body, whether you are a righteous man or a villain, the most important thing is not to stop. If you stop, you can't create jokes for the author and entertain the readers. How can you be considered a qualified NPC?"

"So I don't understand what you are talking about at all!"

"I mean, since you are so weak, so weak that you can't change anything, then try to accumulate strength and become stronger. At least become strong enough that you will never see us saviors again, and become strong enough to save the world by your own strength. This is the way to unfold a passionate story."

"This...wait, y-your body?"

As the words were exchanged, Yasor's mechanical eye shrank slightly, and he was in great shock at the scene before him.

Deadpool's body is gradually becoming transparent.

In this rapidly descending fighter plane where the sound of strong wind could be heard outside, Deadpool became increasingly transparent, as if he would disappear from this world in the next moment.

"It seems that this is the limit. Well, we should be able to land in time. I don't want to be in a situation like Team X before, where I have to watch a large group of my teammates being killed for no reason."

As Deadpool sighed, the fighter plane that had already crossed the border of the Principality of Gusleka slowly slowed down and landed on an open flat area on the ground.

"You guys are really... saviors from another world. Are you kidding me? Is this true?"

Yasor was so shocked that he didn't know what expression to show.

"Well, that's about right. We are just psychopaths running around the world, doing voluntary labor to clean up the mess for the locals who can't solve their problems. No, this version of the Savior System pays employees, so I am paid for my work."

As Deadpool spoke, he gave Yasor a thumbs up. At this moment, he became more and more transparent, so transparent that almost no trace could be seen.

"Don't see me again next time, you damn cyberpunk cyborg. As a cyborg, you don't even have a mantis blade. Are you worthy of those Polish idiots in 2077?"

“Remember this last thing, I will not be back!!! Hehehehe ahhhhhh——”

Leaving behind a series of incomprehensible and strange lines, Deadpool let out a strange and smelly shout at the end and just disappeared, leaving only Yasor standing there in a daze.

No, see them again?

Ah, yes, that's indeed the case.

If they really are saviors who appear to save a situation that cannot be changed.

Then the only thing he had to do was to become stronger, to make the resistance stronger, strong enough to change this bad world, this disgusting status quo. In this way, they would never, ever need to return to this world and return to this bunch of useless guys.

"This is really... What a joke, there is actually such a thing..."

Yasor slowly sat down on the ground and let out a long sigh. He sincerely felt an unreal feeling that his three views were completely torn apart.

But no matter what, at least I know what I should do next.

Standing up, Yasor clenched his fists slightly, took a last look at the empty seat, turned around and left the cab, and returned to his comrades. There was still a long way to go before them, and it was far from time to stop.

At the same time as this story came to an end, in the ruins of the completely destroyed town of Manka, a broken armored body slowly crawled out from among the shattered rubble.

Why... am I still alive...

An explosion of this magnitude...why haven't I died yet...

Someone like me...a person like me who has nothing...why can I continue to live...

[Because you are not willing to face your death, you still have things you want to accomplish, you still have things you want to do]

[And I came here just for you, a miracle that exists to save you]

An eerie voice that was indistinguishable as to whether it was a male or a female, and that sounded as though filled with seduction, suddenly rang out from behind.

who is it?

What is it? I was saved by the other party? Why?

What is going on? !

[You still want revenge, right? ]

[Revenge on those who took away your happiness and destroyed your life]

[Oh, you could have died in ignorance, holding on to false beauty until the last moment of your life]

[But you can no longer do this. The company you relied on has been destroyed. You killed Mr. Lister, the man you admired but who actually deceived you, with your own hands.]

[You will have to live the rest of your life in misery, dying silently from illness and pain. Don't you want to take revenge on those who cruelly revealed the truth to you, those who destroyed everything and walked away? Don't you want to get stronger power and take revenge on those who took away your happiness?]

me……

What kind of sound is that?

It seems as if the brain has lost the ability to think.

However, the anger in my heart became particularly clear.

Now I have lost everything, I have nothing left. If there is anything left for me, it is only this irreplaceable despair and anger.

[You have talent, you have power, you can become stronger, so I chose you]

[Come, accept me, accept me, and you will be able to reach a higher level of power]

[Accept me, and become a member of the evolutionary path. For your own sake, plunder others, plunder other worlds, and then... when you are strong enough, take revenge on your hated enemies and let them taste the feeling of losing everything! ]

My breathing became weaker and my thoughts became more confused, but the picture became clearer and clearer.

The pain of all the happiness turning into nothing became clearer and clearer, and the appearance of those people, the man named Lin Yi and his companions, their faces, their arrogant and indifferent expressions, became clearer and clearer.