In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

The dark sea repeatedly slammed Deadpool into the abyss, but the seemingly immortal Deadpool kept rising to the surface.

Deadpool didn't feel much about this, as he had similar experiences before... For him, the hardest thing was not physical pain, but the boredom that was so bad it was unbearable.

With nothing else to do, Deadpool started chatting with Wayne. He knew Wayne could hear him, and he didn't care if Wayne didn't respond; as long as he was having fun, that was enough.

After drifting at sea for about ten minutes, suddenly! Deadpool was surprised to find himself back on land!

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

Looking back, just as he expected, he was being held in Wayne's arms.

"Clark! I knew you still loved me!"

Deadpool was about to give Wayne a big hug when Wayne let go and he fell to the ground.

Wayne glanced at the guy briefly before turning to leave.

"It's alright, Clark, I understand..."

Deadpool slowly got up from the ground. He knew it. It was just a bag search. Superman would at most teach him a lesson. How could he possibly throw him into the Pacific Ocean to fend for himself?

However… Deadpool subtly glanced at Wayne's back, then suddenly drew his long sword and slashed at Wayne's hair. "Sorry, Clark! They gave me too much! For my pure gold suit! A free haircut is welcome!"

He certainly didn't expect to hurt the body of steel, but as long as he could get rid of the dandruff on his hair, he would have achieved his goal!

However, before Deadpool's knife could fall, Wayne reappeared behind him and kicked him to the ground.

Deadpool slammed on his knees and fell to the ground. "I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing. You should be labeled a traditional S instead of M, Clark."

"but!"

A scene that even Wayne's super brain couldn't quite grasp unfolded—Deadpool didn't struggle to get up; instead, he stuck out his buttocks, saying, "If it's for the reward! Come on! Don't hold back!"

"..."

What exactly does this guy want?

Wayne didn't initially intend to do anything to Deadpool, but now he really wants to throw the guy into a black hole.

Although Deadpool didn't reveal much information, Wayne had already pieced together the general idea—someone hired this thing to obtain his DNA.

Wayne usually suppresses his super vision and super hearing to filter out all information except for "Superman" and his name, so that it doesn't affect his ability to save people or his life.

Therefore, Wayne didn't know who hired Deadpool, but he didn't care.

If he wanted to, even without superhuman beliefs, his unleashed super vision and super hearing could easily gather all the information on Earth, and through the filtering and analysis of his super brain, he could find the person behind it all in a very short time.

Even more so, he could use super speed to treat one second as ten thousand years and thoroughly search the entire Earth inside and out countless times. To put it bluntly, if he wanted to find it, there was no way he wouldn't find it.

The real reason Wayne didn't care about this was that he wasn't worried about others acquiring his genes.

After all, he has essentially transcended the scope of normal living beings.

Although Wayne's placement of himself in three-dimensional space caused his cells to appear "normal" in their external form—for example, "they should still be white"—they were not truly "normal cells" in essence.

His cells are all extremely small hyperspaces, and heaven knows in what form his genes exist.

Even if we were to obtain his genes or even his cells, what difference would it make?

When Wayne tested his self-healing ability, he saw that after his cells separated from him, they were reduced from a hyperspace with more than four dimensions to a free three-dimensional independent space, and they would no longer absorb energy or replicate on their own.

To create a superman from a cell that can't replicate itself, who knows how many miniature spaces would be needed to serve as cells? Even converting the entire solar system into energy wouldn't be enough.

Even if you create enough three-dimensional cells, so what? How do you upgrade them to higher dimensions? Tell me, how do you create at least a five-dimensional space in a three-dimensional world?

To take a step further, even if you created a five-dimensional, extremely miniature space, how would you turn it into a living being?

Finally, even if you did manage to successfully clone a Superman, so what? Wayne's greatest strength lies in his "idealism," which doesn't originate from the power of cells and genes. Powers like "Superman's belief" simply cannot be copied.

To put it bluntly, Wayne didn't believe that a "cloned Superman" scenario would happen to him. Even if it did, the clone would only be a "little Superman" in his eyes.

"Okay, Clark!"

Deadpool pulled back his buttocks, his tone turning serious, "Don't blame me! I didn't mean for this to happen!"

Deadpool slowly stood up, then slid to his knees, attempting to strike Wayne's shoes with his face. Unfortunately, the sneak attack failed, and his face slammed to the ground.

"Waaaaaah! Clark! I'll do whatever you want as long as you agree!"

"Genes from anywhere are fine! I can have them transplanted however you want!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Wayne vanished instantly, and when he flew back the next moment, he was carrying a stone block in his hand.

Deadpool stared silently at the stone block. "Okay, it's a little bit too big."

"I didn't expect small-town boys to be so creative, using extra-large ones."

"Let me get ready... Thank goodness there's water here... Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to plug it up since it's dry..."

Wayne ignored Deadpool and instead carried him and the stone block back to the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

"Klara...Wayne! What do you want to do!"

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but there were cartoonish tears on Deadpool's mask. "No! You can't do this! Aren't we brothers?! If all else fails, I can change my mask to a bat-shaped one... of course, it has to cover the lower half of my face."

Wayne used chains he somehow got his hands on to tie Deadpool and Stone Rock together, and then threw them into the sea.

He knew, of course, that he wouldn't kill the other person this way, and he didn't intend to kill him, but at least he wanted to make this pervert shut up.

……

A few days later, a bodysuit-clad pervert emerged from a newly built Hydra makeshift base on the Canadian coast.

Deadpool whistled as he chuckled as he watched his earnings roll into his account.

"Are you wondering why I still managed to get that guy's DNA?"

"Oh, of course I didn't get my hands on it."

Deadpool glanced around slyly, then whispered to the air, "I caught a gecko, extracted its DNA, put it in a Hello Kitty box, and gave it to them... I hope they like it."