Under the shocked gaze of the White Queen, Thanos' broken body was blown away for a long time, his chest was pierced, blood flowed, and his scarlet eyes lost their brilliance, obviously without any signs of life, and the corpse turned into a meteor and disappeared into the vast universe. 【 】

And what made the White Queen even more frightened was that the six gems on the Infinity Gauntlet seemed to have gone berserk, obviously Joaquin couldn't control the output of this level of power, a burst of light, spatial turbulence shook everywhere, and after the dazzling light, Jooquin's figure disappeared, leaving only the extremely unstable space, as well as the turbulence of time and space that made people dare not easily step forward.

"Joaquin!! The White Queen screamed in shock, but in the vacuum, the screams that should have been piercing were silent.

Poof.

Joaquin fell headlong to the ground, as tough as him, and couldn't help but tremble and wail. After trembling on the ground for a while, Joaquin slowly came back to his senses, and his eyes were in focus.

Seeing the gap in the solid wood floor below, Qiao Jin frowned, got up, looked around, and found that it was a bedroom of about twenty square meters. Brown furniture sets the tone for the room, the clock on the wall ticks, and the bookcase full of books exudes the smell of books, as if to indicate that this is an ordinary house.

"Ah......" Joaquin struggled to get up, and there was a sharp pain all over his body, such an ordinary room didn't seem to arouse Joaquin's interest, but the computer screen lit up in front of the computer desk behind him made Joaquin's attention for a long time.

The familiar software of "PS text" made Joaquin a little confused, and the dense Chinese Chinese characters above made Jooquin stunned for a long time, until he ...... Joaquin finished reading the chapter.

And the name of this chapter is called: One Punch!

Joaquin stepped forward as if he had lost his soul, slid the middle mouse button, and looked at the story that was described in the third person, but full of records of what had just happened, and Joaquin was stupid. Next. Joaquin's face was extremely ugly, and he turned off the software, and then the folder that appeared made Joaquin fall into an ice cave.

"Volume I: School of Mutants.

Volume II: The Avengers.

Volume III: The Death of the Phoenix.

Volume IV: Sentinel Descends.

Volume V: Reversal Paradox.

Volume VI: Avengers 2

Volume VII: The Civil War.

Volume VIII: Guardians of the Galaxy.

Book IX: The Book of Revelation.

Book X: Original Sin. ”

Joaquin sat down in his chair and opened one file after another unbelievingly. Looking at one chapter after another, it is full of the shadow of his original struggle.

The crisis at the bottom of a Canadian lake.

The Birth of the Dark Phoenix.

The Battle of New York, invaded by the Zetari army.

The people of Alcatraz rebelled and separated, and the White Queen stood behind her, spreading her wings.

Anne was impaled in the chest with one hand by Reverse Lightning. Only a letter full of faint sadness was left.

The lonely figure walking alone on the snowy mountain, the eyes of the ninja master are like stagnant water.

The frost trolls of Asgard, the dark elves of London......

Wonder Woman of Paradise Island, Ares of Greece......

The ubiquitous sentinels are wreaking havoc, and the time tunnels are gorgeous......

A depressing, almost crazy flashpoint world......

Superhero Civil War.

Swallowing the stars came to the world, and Ronan was murderous.

Kryptonite crisis, apocalypse invasion.

Also, the scarlet extinction of the dead race, wrapped in the beautiful crimson mist, she sang the last sound.

Also, that belongs to the ultimate battle between Joaquin and Thanos, on the glove of golden light, Joaquin blasted out all his unwillingness.

Joakin's IQ is not high, however, these are enough to show that everything is clear.

Joaquin looked at his right hand. The glittering Infinity Gauntlet still seems to indicate that everything in the past is the most real. And the chapter in front of it tells Joaquin that it seems like just a ridiculous story.

"So, is everything about me set up? So, the pain I went through, all the energy of life and death, Annie, Crimson, Professor, Captain...... It's just a little story that doesn't matter. Joaquin grabbed his hair with one hand, a deep pain in his confused voice. So, all I do is to please the public, I'm like a clown, with my truest truth. The most tragic experience, to serve as a little pastime for everyone......"

Looking at the browser on the computer page, Qiao Jin's fingers trembled and clicked, and in the most conspicuous place, he saw the familiar Chinese website. It seems that it is very easy to log in. Even the author's number is linked together, and the title of the book is impressive: "American Manga Fantasy".

"Oh, f**k!" Joaquin cursed fiercely, and the roar of rage echoed through the small bedroom.

"Who?" A voice came, only to hear the door, a young man pushed open the door with a wary face, and at this time the face was stunned, looking at Qiao Jin stupidly. When the young man saw the Infinity Gauntlet in Joaquin's hand, the young man was stunned.

"Are you...'educate'?" Joaquin asked in a trembling voice.

The young man nodded subconsciously, and then, as if realizing something, hurriedly shook his head.

However, Joaquin's figure flared up, and one hand had already grabbed the young man's neck and slammed it on the door frame: "So all this story is set up, right?" So these partings are just boring episodes typing down your keyboard, right? So the purpose of my existence is nothing more than a clown who makes people judge and have fun for people!? ”

"Calm down... Calm down. The young man was lifted up in the air, and his hands were pressed on Joaquin's big hands, but he couldn't break free.

"How do you calm me down." Joaquin threw him out with one hand and slammed the young man against the wall, a painful wail in his ears.

"Oh, it's ironic, I'm so your pen, but you can't even bear this little pain, tell me, does it really hurt?" Joaquin walked towards the young man huddled on the ground, the anger on his face threatening to set the house on fire.

"The guy who took a thousand cuts." Joaquin cursed viciously and lifted the young man up. Directly woke up the young man with a simple and rude fist swing, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the young man's mouth, but it did not make Joaquin feel any pity.

"You listen to me, listen to me explain." The young man's face was like ashes. What happened today was out of his grasp. If there is anything that matches his inference, then in the Marvel world, Deadpool's plot of breaking through the fourth wall is the only answer that the young man can come up with.

Was it because of the Infinity Gauntlet and the gems, the last punch that made him break the fourth wall? That's why it's in this world?

"Tell me. What happens after that punch? Defeat the source of all pains? Defeat the Dark God? Destroy Thanos? Into the underworld? Or do you set Isabel and Anne to be played to death again under my gaze? Or is it that the White Queen and I are at odds with each other? Joaquin slammed his fist into the young man's lower abdomen and cursed viciously.

"I'm just thinking about some stories, just thinking about some of what I'm thinking." The young man suddenly exploded, probably really thinking that he couldn't live today, but instead shouted out the truest will in his heart.

"Your idea is to let everyone watch me die and struggle, watch me suffer and suffer, and finally die in humility, and let the story end in the ridicule and ridicule of people, right?" Joaquin couldn't help but roar.

"I just wanted to write about a small character. Everyone in our society can see their own shadow in it. The young man said in a trembling voice, trying to make his conditioning clearer under Joaquin's tragic and irritable momentum.

"I didn't know that books had their own feelings, and I didn't know that the characters in books were real, which was crazy." The young man muttered to himself, until now, he still couldn't believe what was happening, "I'm sorry, Joe......"

"Do you think a word of sorry is worth the pain I've been going through for more than a decade? Oh, yes. You know better than I do, and you've set it up to tell me everything that happened today. Did it go as you wished? ”

"I don't know if your world is real or not, I just know that my world is real and the most real." The young man retreated, slowly being forced into a corner by Joaquin, "You listen to me, listen to me." ”

Joaquin's eyes were extremely cold. It seems that in this book of more than 1.3 million words, such an expression has never appeared. At this time, it is really embodied in front of the youth.

Looking at the silent beast in front of him, the protagonist who could control his own life and death in an instant, the young man inhaled heavily, endured the pain, and trembled and organized the language: "My books are not simply intended to let people see what helplessness and pain real life will give us. I also want people to see what we will become, what we will eventually gain and what we will lose in the process. Each of us is like a marionette in life, when you go to school, others tell you what the lesson is and what the exam will take. ”

"Then we thought hard about going to university, and found that what major to choose and what job to do in the future were still told by others. Until I stepped into work, we had no choice between which shifts, which floors to sweep, and which buckets of water to pour. Until one day we may become human beings, what business we do, what rules we follow, we are still told, we must follow, day after day, year after year. ”

"I want people to find some comfort in this book: we are all set up precisely because we are the protagonists of the world, we are in the center of the stage! They arranged us this way because one day I would be the hero of this world. You've grown up healthy in a mutant school, but you've been mobbed on Alcatraz, you've been plagued by sentinels, you've rushed into a time tunnel, and you've finally put on your gloves and looked down on all beings. None of this is under your control, this is the result of someone else setting you, not your struggle, which can make the feeling of being lifted out of the line instantly relieved, which can also comfort some of the poor psychology that can bring some results even if you don't work hard occasionally. ”

The young man looked at the figure of Qiao Jin approaching step by step, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands and block in front of him: "At least in this book, many people subconsciously substitute such a scene, we will one day, we will be lifted to the line and become real superheroes." In fact, from the moment we appeared in this world with the thread, we were already at the center of the stage. It is hope, solace, not pain. ”

"Shut up! The hope of your mouth is the pain I have experienced! Joaquin grabbed the young man's neck, and his right hand was forced, and he lifted it up violently, "I'm fed up with your ridiculous theories, I don't care how real your world is." All I know is that in my world, I'm abused by you! ”

Joaquin's right hand kept straining, and the young man's body kicked and beat wildly, but it had no effect: "Let me tell you what is about to happen, you will die a miserable death." And I, I will return to the world that belongs to me, not the world that you have set up. I will destroy Thanos, I will rush into the underworld, and I will make the so-called goddess of death tremble at the sight of me! Then I'll have a big wedding with Isabel, I'll have a child with Emma, I'll give Anne a good old age, I'll support each other with my comrades, my friends. Anne and I will enjoy family life for thousands of years. And you will only become a pile of poor bones at my feet! ”

Joakin's right hand was so hard that the young man's face turned red, and he couldn't breathe anymore, and finally, a corpse slipped from Jookin's hand and fell silently on the floor.

***

Out of pity for the author, I decided to tell in the third person what had just happened to him, after all, he gave me life and created me. Maybe this chapter is a little incoherent from the previous one, but it can't be helped, I'm not this poor worm after all, I'm not him.

Do you like this ending? Hey, I'm sure you'll love it. Don't worry, I haven't decided whether to find you one by one. I think your support was the biggest motivation for him to write this book? He is the mastermind, and you are all accomplices.

When Deadpool broke the fourth wall and slaughtered a Marvel newsroom, I had to do something to slaughter just one author? It doesn't seem to fit my identity as his boss.

Do you think I should add "the end of the book" now?

No, it's not over yet, wait for me, all of you who treat me as a clown, as a pastime, please be patient. Believe me, the story between us is not over yet.

(To be continued.) )