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Chapter 238 Illusion
Chapter 238 Illusion
At night, apart from the howls of zombies on the streets below, there was only the deafening snoring of "Deadpool" inside the bus.
Connors was nearly ten meters away from him, and his snoring was still as loud as thunder. The Punisher, whose shoulder was being leaned on by Deadpool, could only hear it even louder.
Opening his eyes, "The Punisher" silently pushed "Deadpool's" head away, preparing to find another place to sleep.
But Deadpool, still asleep, wouldn't give up. He grabbed the Punisher's pectoral muscles with one hand and clung to his arm with the other, sticking to him like glue.
The Punisher: "..—"
He remained silent, but instead raised his hands to cup Deadpool's head and twisted it forcefully.
"Snoring—ga."
Deadpool's snoring stopped abruptly—his trachea had been snapped by the Punisher.
Taking advantage of the moment when Deadpool woke up and his hands were on his head as he straightened up, Punisher quickly got up and ran away, intending to find another place to sleep.
As he passed by Connors, "The Punisher" gave Connors, who had turned into a wooden statue, a strange look, and then slowly drew his pistol—he always carried a weapon, even when he was sleeping.
"You pointed a gun at him? It's no different from stabbing an elephant with a needle."
Deadpool straightened his head, waiting for his healing ability to restore his broken neck, and spoke the moment his trachea regenerated.
"Even an elephant would be in excruciating pain if there were a needle in its brain."
"The Punisher" said, raising the gun to aim at Connors's forehead.
"...No arguing, violators will be fined—oh, the bank went bankrupt, so the violators will be dragged to feed the zombies," Deadpool said, holding his chin in his hands.
With a snap, the broken neck healed, and Deadpool trotted over to the Punisher, peering around curiously.
"What are you doing with that gun? This guy's turned into a wooden statue! One, two, three, freeze!"
"...Can you two go back to sleep?" Connors replied helplessly, shoving the gun that "Punisher" was pointing at him aside.
"What's your situation, bro?" Deadpool patted himself all over, but couldn't find a lighter.
Looking at Connors's wooden-like appearance, he decided to try lighting a fire to see if it could be set on fire.
The Punisher hesitated for less than half a second before decisively putting away his gun.
"Just in case you get infected."
Creak, creak. —·
Before Connors could speak, his own broken wooden arm began to slowly heal, a scene that again caused Deadpool to yell and scream:
"New ability! New ability!"
I really want him to shut up—Connors glanced at Deadpool.
The Punisher isn't much better than Deadpool. If even Connors, who possesses the "Active Life Formula," gets infected with the zombie virus, then this world is probably truly doomed.
Spider-Gwen had been awake for a while; possessing "spider-sense," she could detect even the slightest movement.
It was only because he knew about Connors's amazing abilities beforehand that he was too lazy to get up even though he had turned into a wooden statue.
"The self-healing factor allows my body to recover no matter what state it is in, and because it is a passive ability, even if my head is gone, it can regenerate instinctively."
After trying out various materials like wood, stone, and rubber, Connors gained some understanding of the healing factor ability of the "Eating Melon System," which clearly originated from "Deadpool."
"Healing magic" requires active use, and if cast in reverse, there must be a specific living target.
In case I lose my head or fall into a coma one day, the "self-healing factor" can act as a backup.
Connors glanced at the Punisher lying down again not far away, and at Deadpool still clinging to him, wishing he could shrink into the other's arms, and prepared to close his eyes and rest for a while.
But this is a zombie universe, and accidents can happen at any time—an uninvited guest has arrived outside the bus suspended in mid-air.
Strictly speaking, this accident wasn't bad, because the visitor was a robot that wouldn't be infected by the zombie virus—the superhero "Vision".
The yellow light from the Mind Stone on Vision's forehead illuminated the interior of the bus, and Deadpool cheered as he crashed through the window and hugged him.
"Vision! You're hallucinating normally! You can't even imagine how happy I am when I open my eyes to see those disgusting faces that have been half-eaten, but rather your face, which is only slightly inferior to mine!"
Vision: "That's one of the perks of being a robot; I'm not on their menu."
He said that his body changed its state the instant Deadpool pounced on him, transforming from a physical entity into a phantom.
Deadpool, having missed his target, inevitably fell downwards, but the kind Spider-Gwen shot out a web to entangle him and slowly pulled him back up.
When Deadpool returned to the bus, he was no longer the nonchalant guy he used to be, and said to Gwen, "Did you notice?"
Gwen: "I've found it."
"...What did you find? Just say it. Don't be a riddle-maker." Connors was a little helpless. Even in Marvel, there are still riddle-makers causing trouble.
"Look down," Gwen said, pointing downwards.
The Punisher peered in the direction Gwen was pointing:
"The zombies have left?"
It is nighttime, and the streets are filled with wandering zombies. Under the yellow light of the Mind Stone above Vision's head, these zombies are slowly retreating from the area.
"The zombies don't like the frequency emitted by the Mind Stone," Connors explained on behalf of Vision.
Unlike the others, he didn't crane his neck to look down. Telepathy was ineffective against zombies, but his spider-sense was active.
"Does this mean that zombification is actually a brain disease?" The Punisher frowned. "But these things can live even if all their organs are gone, leaving only their heads. Only by completely destroying their brains can they be killed."
"I can't imagine a patient being able to do this."
Vision, his body still in a blurred state, floated from the air into the bus and said:
"It is indeed a disease, but those infected with this disease can no longer be considered human."
"The zombie virus overloads the brain's limbic system, and its very existence is 'meaningless,' a tool used to spread fear."
"I am gathering people in this apocalyptic world who are still trying to save it to help me with a mission."
Vision gestured for Deadpool to shut his mouth and said:
"Based on the properties of the Mind Stone, I am attempting to restore these 'infected' individuals, who cannot be called human, back to human form."