When Chu He walked out of the laboratory, he immediately saw Deadpool chatting enthusiastically with Scott Lang.
The moment Deadpool noticed him, he waved excitedly.
"Hey, BOSS!" Deadpool shouted. "Where are we going next? Scott told me San Quentin State Prison is a really interesting place. Maybe we should go spend some time in jail."
Before Chu He could respond, Scott Lang nearly jumped in panic.
If Deadpool ended up back in prison, Scott would have to follow him. After finally escaping that place, the thought of returning was absolutely terrifying.
"Wade, listen to me," Scott said urgently. "San Quentin is not fun at all. The guys in there—especially the big ones—really like… chrysanthemums. And considering how handsome you are, you'd definitely be their favorite."
Deadpool froze.
Then he immediately clamped his legs together protectively.
He stood there for a few seconds in silence before finally speaking.
"Yeah… maybe not."
Scott breathed a quiet sigh of relief.
After spending two hours around Deadpool, Scott had already realized just how exhausting this man could be. But compared to spending another day in prison, even Deadpool felt slightly more tolerable.
As for Chu He, he didn't really care where Deadpool went.
As long as Deadpool didn't accidentally return to Universe 616 before breaking the fourth wall in front of him, it didn't matter much.
Of course, given Deadpool's personality, keeping him confined anywhere was obviously impossible.
After thinking about it for a moment, Chu He said, "Wade, take off your teleportation belt and give it to me. I want to study it."
Deadpool had arrived in the MCU universe from Universe 616 because of that belt. Without it, he wouldn't be able to return to his original world.
"Oh no! BOSS, not that!" Deadpool protested dramatically. "It's my precious baby. I can't possibly—"
"One hundred thousand dollars a day," Chu He interrupted calmly.
Deadpool stopped speaking.
Two seconds later, he removed the teleportation belt and threw it directly at Chu He.
At that moment, Tony walked out of the laboratory.
Chu He casually tossed the belt toward him.
Tony caught it instinctively and stared at it in confusion.
"What exactly is this thing?"
"It's a teleportation belt," Chu He explained. "It allows instantaneous movement. But I strongly recommend you don't try using it yourself. It's extremely unstable."
Tony raised an eyebrow.
"Unstable how?"
"Sometimes it glitches," Chu He said calmly. "For example, your body might teleport successfully, but your arms and legs could remain behind."
Tony stared at the device again, suddenly looking far less eager to test it personally.
"The reason Deadpool ended up here is because of this thing," Chu He continued. "But you could study it and see if you can create a safer version."
Chu He shrugged casually.
"If you can build a stable teleportation device, that would be incredibly useful."
Tony's eyes immediately lit up.
Compared to biological research, mechanical engineering was far more appealing to him.
"Chu," Tony said confidently, "you should know by now that no machine can defeat me."
Chu He simply shrugged.
Tony's words sounded arrogant, but they weren't entirely wrong. In the Marvel universe, there were only two people often referred to as being "cursed by knowledge." Tony Stark was one of them.
Looking back at Deadpool and Scott Lang, Chu He spoke again.
"You two can go wherever you want," Chu He said. "Just don't cause any major trouble. If something goes wrong…"
He pointed directly at Tony.
"…tell them his name."
Tony rolled his eyes in response.
Among powerful figures like members of the World Security Council, Chu He's name carried far more weight than Tony Stark's. But for ordinary civilians and government officials, Tony's name was far more recognizable.
"Got it," Scott said quickly. "I'll keep an eye on Wade and try to make sure he doesn't cause trouble."
Scott definitely knew who Tony Stark was.
Time passed quickly.
Three months slipped by almost without notice.
Chu He was becoming increasingly frustrated.
During those three months, Deadpool still hadn't broken the fourth wall even once.
That made absolutely no sense.
Deadpool himself had claimed that sometimes he could break the fourth wall multiple times in a single day. Yet after three entire months, nothing had happened.
Chu He even began to suspect Deadpool was deliberately avoiding it.
After all, life had become extremely comfortable. Chu He was literally paying him money just to exist nearby. If Deadpool broke the fourth wall too early, the easy income might disappear.
To test that theory, Chu He eventually paid Deadpool five hundred thousand dollars to willingly take a truth serum.
The result surprised him.
Deadpool genuinely hadn't been avoiding it.
He simply hadn't broken the fourth wall.
With no other option, Chu He could only continue waiting.
One day, while sitting around with nothing to do, Chu He began considering whether he should take a walk through FBI headquarters.
During HYDRA's previous "decapitation operation," the FBI director had been assassinated.
Afterward, through a combination of political convenience and the subtle flattery of certain high-level officials, Chu He had been appointed as the new Director of the FBI.
His work habits hadn't changed much.
Back when he was director of the New York branch, Chu He rarely visited the office more than once every ten days.
Now that he was director of the entire bureau, the situation was almost identical.
There was only one difference.
When he had been working in New York, Wilson Fisk had helped Chu He manage things.
Now the roles had reversed.
Chu He had begun helping Fisk instead.
Within just three months, the underground forces across the United States had essentially unified. There was no longer any competition for dominance.
Interestingly, the federal government seemed completely indifferent to the situation.
Part of that was because of Chu He's influence.
The other part was more practical.
Since Fisk unified the criminal organizations, crime rates in many areas had actually decreased rather than increased. From the government's perspective, that outcome was perfectly acceptable.
As for the possibility that Fisk might become too powerful?
No one in Washington seemed worried.
After all, could any criminal organization truly challenge a military that spent more than six hundred billion dollars per year?
Just as Chu He was preparing to visit FBI headquarters to remind people that he technically existed as the director…
His phone suddenly rang.
Tony's voice came through the speaker, sounding extremely excited.
"Chu! Come to my place right now! I think I just opened an unbelievable portal!"
"What kind of trans—"
Before Chu He could finish speaking, Tony hung up.
Chu He stared at the phone.
"That idiot."
With no other choice, he abandoned his plan to visit FBI headquarters and teleported directly to Tony's villa.
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