Chapter 262: Ch.261 Grand Race

Chapter 262: Ch.261 Grand Race

As for where Su Ming and the group disappeared to—it wasn't hard to guess.

At the original crossroads where the fountain stood, there were likely water pipes and sewer systems below. To save costs, many water pipelines were built next to the sewers. This not only saved on design fees but also helped avoid accidents.

Su Ming was now embracing his darker side, or as he liked to call it, "So Dark." How could he disappoint his cousin Wade?

He commanded Monarch to cast a phase spell, allowing everyone to pass through the ground and land directly in the sewers beneath Paris.

Perfect. Every city must be explored from the sewers—it's the true dark side.

Speaking of which, even Mario spent his time crawling through pipes and stomping enemies flat. Yet, no one ever called him a dark hero, right?

Various light sources were quickly conjured up as the group huddled together in the sewer, their voices echoing far into the darkness.

Although none of them were severely injured, they all seemed tired, especially Monarch, who had endured heavy fire from the airships and cast multiple large-scale spells during the retreat.

Now, he sat next to the murky stream of sewage, pulling out one rabbit after another from his pocket and drowning them in the water. The rabbits thrashed wildly, splashing filthy water everywhere, even drenching Monarch's face. It was unclear whether the moisture on his cheeks was sewage or tears.

The other mutants like Magik and Colossus, who had fought fiercely at other intersections, looked equally exhausted. Considering how powerful they were, it wasn't their physical strength giving out but rather mental fatigue.

The mission had been progressing smoothly, and then suddenly everything exploded, attracting the Germans. How could they not feel drained?

Su Ming removed his helmet and massaged the space between his eyes.

Wade's body was now completely shattered—bones pulverized, organs reduced to mush. His regeneration would take time, leaving him practically useless for now.

And his three women? Whenever something involved Wade, they lost all sense of reason, becoming more of a liability than help.

The most logical thing to do would be to ditch them, but Su Ming had bigger plans, and that meant doing the opposite.

"Vanessa, Domino, Inez, come over. We need to talk."

Several locations were circled in bright, obvious marks.

"Alright, let me announce: The first-ever Wade Wilson Grand Race is now officially starting!"

???

The three women were completely lost. He'd been so serious just a moment ago, and now he was talking like a sports announcer?

Su Ming didn't care what they thought. He knew they'd follow his lead. Handing each of them a map, he continued, "These are maps of Paris, and the marked locations are key targets."

He pointed at the many circles. "These are German military depots, fuel reserves, barracks, checkpoints, tank yards, food warehouses, and other places of interest. Some circles mark famous French buildings, which may house high-ranking German officials."

"This is a competition to win Wade's heart. Whoever destroys the most targets in three days gets my support to be with Wade. You should know, Wade's parents died when he was young—I'm the only family he has."

Suddenly, the three women took this much more seriously. Before, it was just a chaotic fight, but now it felt like a formal test, almost like gaining the approval of a family member.

Of course, Su Ming had no real authority to decide who Wade ended up with. Wade was unpredictable and would probably end up sleeping with enemies. But the women didn't know that. They believed Su Ming, as Wade's only living relative, must carry some weight.

Domino narrowed her eyes. "But how will we ensure fairness?"

"Good question!" Su Ming exclaimed. He just needed one of them to take the bait—if one joined, the others would follow.

"I'll have Cable set up recording devices for each of you to document your progress. Three days from now, we'll judge based on the number of destroyed buildings and enemies taken down. No outside help, and no sabotaging the others. You'll all act alone. Only the strongest woman deserves my cousin."

It made sense to them. After some thought, their competitive spirits reignited. They all nodded in agreement.

Su Ming smiled, satisfied. He nodded back, but inside he was plotting.

"Perfect. Let them do the hard work. In three days, Wade will be fully healed, and I'll wash my hands of the whole mess and let him take the blame."

"And as a bonus, I'll have three recorded video logs that Gin can edit back in America. It'll be like a first-person war movie. In this era, fighting Nazis is a hot theme, and with 'special effects' this real, it'll make a fortune."

Now, what to name the movie? Rambo? Die Hard? Ah, so many options. Su Ming hated naming things.