Once things were settled, Su Ming went upstairs to the office to find Apocalypse.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw this guy sitting in someone's seat, constantly rubbing the armrest with his huge hand, eyes closed as if he was pondering something.
Under the mask, Su Ming's eyes turned into dead fish eyes. Could it be that he just sat there all night, playing with the chair armrest all night? How addictive could it be?
Chair: Help! I'm going to be rubbed bald!
Su Ming quickly stepped forward, walking onto the dark carpet of the office, a few Blue Glove corpses still lying there. It seemed Apocalypse had no intention of dealing with the bodies.
"Our great En Sabah Nur, our god."
Apocalypse still leisurely kept his eyes closed. Though his face was expressionless, judging by the rise and fall of his hands, he was in a very good mood.
"Ah, my child, is there something you wish to discuss with the god?"
"O great gods, you have defeated the strongest enemy. The world is now yours. I believe you should have a building marvel as your palace. But this palace is too small."
Upon hearing this, Apocalypse felt it made a lot of sense. Kang's palace was evidently unimpressive this time. He casually looked around yesterday and found nothing special, completely lacking in the magnificence of previous palace groups.
Since he had defeated Kang once more, he indeed should build a world marvel to commemorate his great accomplishments.
Apocalypse sat up straight, opened his eyes, and began to think.
Su Ming knew that Apocalypse's architectural soul was starting to burn fiercely again. Among super villains, no one loved building as much as Apocalypse.
Just look at Thanos, who just placed a floating chair on the cosmic debris belt and managed to get by.
"What you said makes sense, then I'll level this filthy city and build my empire on its ruins!"
Apocalypse stood up, ready to roll whites of his eyes. Su Ming quickly persuaded him not to do so.
"No, En Sabah Nur, the people of Egypt are calling for your rule. That's where your homeland is."
Apocalypse's eyes returned to their original form. Yes, he was an Egyptian. Although a mutant, it's also his homeland.
Now, since his loyal follower said that the people there are yearning for the true god's rule, he must respond to the devout believers' call.
"Hmm... You're right. Go gather everyone. I'm taking you back to Egypt, back to my land."
Su Ming, who was already prepared, quickly assembled the remaining people. Apocalypse noticed there were fewer people, but Su Ming quickly used the excuse that they stayed in the city to spread Apocalypse's faith to cover it up.
It's the only way. Otherwise, if Apocalypse suddenly gets temperamental before leaving, what if he wipes out the city?
It's necessary to talk about developing followers here to briefly deceive him.
Apocalypse looked at Su Ming approvingly; developing followers is a good choice. Humanity indeed should know of En Sabah Nur's existence, a true divine spirit.
Then submit to him, serve him, establish a mutant-supreme society, a mutant empire.
Ordinary people might seem insignificant, but as long as their spouse is a mutant, their children have a high probability of being mutants too.
In this way, in another hundred or two hundred years, Earth will be populated by mutants. By then, Apocalypse will be the greatest ruler.
Apocalypse felt he was too shortsighted before. After ruling ancient Egypt, why didn't he think of uniting the world? Instead, he just went into the pyramid to sleep, wasting so much time!
Fortunately, it's still not too late. The Conqueror has been eliminated and no one can stop him now.
But for quick reproduction, every mutant male should be paired with several ordinary females, this way the plan can proceed faster.
This kid in the red and black outfit should be more than willing to help, as he really likes women.
Apocalypse secretly decided that Deadpool would become his first stud, paired with tens of thousands of ordinary females, allowing him to spend 364 days a year in bed, leaving one day to rest.
After all, it's just for breeding, beauty or age doesn't matter. Just let him try with 1000 mature women in good shape, weighing over 100 kilograms. A strong mother can give birth to strong mutant offspring.
Deadpool, who was scratching his butt on the side, suddenly felt a chill, instinctively touching his arms with a sense that something bad was going to happen.
However, Apocalypse was eager to return to Egypt to build, so he told no one of his breeding plan, simply rolling his eyes, raising his hands, and telekinetically affecting everyone, directly breaking through the Prime Minister's Office rooftop, soaring high, and leaving at high speed.
Dozens of minutes later, the army arrived to find someone, tied and bound securely with Turtle Shell Binding, in the basement, hung on the wall by Su Ming.
As Weapon Master, of course, he knew how to use various soft weapons.
However, late last night, a figure in red and black wandered around the Prime Minister's Office, clutching his butt. He accidentally walked into the basement, discovered something after Deathstroke...
"Trash! It's all trash! That yellow and black trash actually let the red and black trash do that to me! Trash!"
It's said this person who was rescued cursed for three days and nights. From then on, his personality drastically changed. Not only did he become gloomy, but his strategy command frequently went wrong too. His brain seemed to have some issues...
Of course, that's a matter for later. At this time, the group was flying over the Mediterranean Sea.
With a heart eager to return, Apocalypse was already envisioning his grand blueprint. Su Ming flew behind him, using hand signals to exchange some information with Cable and Deadpool.
Su Ming extended four fingers, then gestured behind Apocalypse, indicating to continue with the plan.
Cable nodded slightly, extending five fingers, pointing to the sky, expressing he would wait for the opportunity and adapt.
Meanwhile, Deadpool raised his left hand making a cylindrical shape, his right forefinger quickly moving in and out of it, nodding continuously at Su Ming and Cable, the contours under his mask exceedingly sleazy.
Su Ming glared at him, Wade hesitated—wasn't this what they were discussing earlier?
His cousin meant four people from behind to attack Apocalypse and 'beep' Apocalypse's rear. While Cable indicated four was too few, should be five, and 'beep' Apocalypse's rear after dark—wasn't that right?
As if that's what it means!
Su Ming forcefully patted his helmet, deciding to completely ignore Wade, whose brain was malfunctioning.
He brought Deadpool along to divert Apocalypse's attention, preventing him from thinking normally, yet Deadpool even influenced his own allies' thought process!