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

As the boss, Wayne naturally has the highest authority and can go anywhere from the top floor to dozens of underground floors.

It was upon seeing that number, "negative tens," that Gwen couldn't help but complain, "...Did you guys hollow out the entire underground of New York?"

Wayne could only awkwardly explain, "I didn't dig it up."

There was no other way; Viper simply plundered nearly a third of Hydra's assets—since they were all planning to leave, she not only took her own share but also had her subordinates steal some from the other high-ranking members before they could react.

Even if the watchtower only hides 10% of these structures, it would still require such a large space to be dug—and that's only because most of what's hidden here doesn't take up much space.

After all, Hydra has many large-scale objects like particle colliders from another universe, and Viper has taken many with it using teleportation technology, but they are almost all in branch offices or other hidden bases.

At least beneath the Watchtower, there's only one giant teleportation device currently hidden—this is a habit of the original Hydra; Viper placed giant teleportation devices in every important base.

The purpose is to ensure that in an emergency, when abandoning the base, we can take as many people and belongings as possible with us.

Wayne's initial reaction to this was—that day probably won't come, right?

The viper's reply was—"It's all yours anyway, so just tell me if you want it or not?"

Wayne was at his wit's end. Leave my teleportation device to someone else? That's a joke! Just take it! You'll have to scrape off two layers of plaster from the walls too!

……

Arrive at the top floor where you can overlook the entire Manhattan skyline.

Ding—The elevator doors open.

Besides Wayne's office, this floor also has a lounge, a meeting room... all of which are Wayne's private space.

Upon arriving at the office door, a bizarre scene unfolded before them—a large, red buttocks sticking out, facing them directly.

"..."

Peter and the other two looked at Wayne, whose face was full of disbelief, and even Gwen's eyes welled up with tears.

Meanwhile, Deadpool, who was crouching under the glass door, scratching and sniffing around, trying to figure out how to get in, noticed the commotion behind him.

He turned around and saw—"Hey! Boss! You're finally here!"

Deadpool sprang up from the ground and lunged forward to give Wayne a bear hug... only to be casually swatted away by Wayne.

Caught off guard, Peter instinctively caught Deadpool flying towards him.

"Oh~ It doesn't hurt? I knew you still love me, boss!"

Deadpool was initially excited, then looked up and noticed Peter, and couldn't help but affectionately reach out and touch him. "Dude, I don't know why, but the moment I saw you, I felt... Fuck!"

Thinking he had encountered a perverted Peter, Deadpool instinctively let go, causing his butt to fall heavily to the ground.

Harry looked back and forth between Deadpool and Wayne. "You...you've gotten this fancy now?"

Gwen covered her mouth and wept. Although she trusted her boyfriend, the red butt looked so perverted that it was hard for her not to overthink it.

Wayne's face was grim, and even the eyes staring at Deadpool unconsciously turned crimson—if this kid can't explain himself, then there's no need to explain anymore.

"Hehe, boss, what did I tell you?"

Deadpool rubbed his butt and got up from the ground. "A national heartthrob and Canada's sexiest man! We're going to be the biggest stars of the biggest stars! The strongest team in the world!"

"team?"

Just as everyone was puzzled, the elevator bell rang again—long legs in black stockings, sophisticated glasses, a secretary in a sleeveless dress…

"You still insist you didn't cheat!"

Harry looked heartbroken... You've really had a good life, kid!

"A viper?"

Wayne ignored Harry and looked at Viper with a questioning gaze.

Gwen, who was initially somewhat taken aback, was relieved after noticing that Wayne's attitude towards the glamorous woman dressed as a secretary wasn't particularly special.

"Sir, we are, after all, a security company."

Viper, of course, understood what Wayne wanted to ask, after all, Deadpool was someone she had put up there.

As for why she had the authority to come to this floor—it's reasonable for her, as a secretary, to come and report on her work from time to time, right?

Of course, she didn't mind coming up when she wasn't reporting on work; in fact, she looked forward to Wayne needing her to do some small things outside of work.

It's a pity Wayne's super vision couldn't block it, otherwise she would have installed some hidden cameras here, so she could pretend to be here to report on work, and then accidentally...

"So we still need some storefronts."

Although Viper has many talented individuals under his command, they are all trained to be assassins and spies, and they can only play their maximum role if they are not exposed.

As a result, Wayne is currently the only face of Tomorrow Fortress. But as the boss, Wayne can't do everything, can he?

After all, the fundamental purpose of creating Tomorrow's Fortress was to help Wayne solve problems, so it's even less likely that Wayne would be put to the task.

So Viper thought of recruiting more people—not only to serve as a facade, but also to help Wayne deal with some weaker enemies.

Of course, this is relative to Wayne's "weakness," otherwise Viper wouldn't need to recruit anyone; he could just overwhelm them with a large number of grunts.

While Deadpool is a bit eccentric and talkative, he is indeed a top-tier mercenary, and with his extremely powerful healing ability, he is a decent candidate.

But Wayne is the boss, and whether or not to keep Deadpool is ultimately up to Wayne to decide.

"???"

After hearing the details from Viper, Wayne hadn't reacted yet, but Deadpool was dumbfounded—he thought he had been directly appointed to the position!

"Boss!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Deadpool slid to his knees and hugged Wayne's leg. "You won't abandon me, right? You won't forget the times we fought side by side, in broad daylight, and were inseparable... right?"

Why is this guy's talk getting weirder and weirder?

"You come down first."

"No! I won't come down! Unless you agree to let me join!"

"Hurry up!"

"Boss! I can lick it for you..."

"Peter! Harry! Get him down here!"

"Huh? Oh, oh!"

Peter, who was still marveling at Deadpool's unparalleled shamelessness, snapped out of his daze and called to Harry, who was also marveling, to each take one of Deadpool's legs.

Then, together they exerted force... "You like Spider-Man?"

Beyond the pulled-down pants, a large, cartoonish Spider-Man graphic was clearly visible on the back of the waistband.

"Sorry, I forgot to unzip my diaper when I went to pee."

Deadpool calmly stood up, pulled up his pants, and gave Wayne a look of utter admiration. "I must say, boss, our company is really something else~ The high-tech toilets make peeing so much more enjoyable!"

Wayne had barely begun to consider keeping the guy when he started to doubt whether that idea was wrong.