"puff!"
Just after taking a bite, Deadpool couldn't help but spurt it out.
"Is there any mistake? Why does this stuff taste so bad? It's like shit and garbage mixed together!" Deadpool couldn't help shouting at Rorschach.
He could swear that he had never eaten anything so awful in his life.
But the more this happened, the more Deadpool believed it.
After all, if someone really wanted to do something with this devil fruit, how could it be made so unpalatable?
"Sir, there is a saying in China that I don't know if you have heard of it: Loyal advice is harsh to the ears but beneficial to action; good medicine is bitter to the mouth and beneficial to the disease."
Rorschach said to Deadpool seriously.
"I'm sorry, what did you just say? The taste was so sour and refreshing that it choked me so much that I didn't hear what you said."
Deadpool raised his head and looked at Rorschach with an innocent look.
Rorschach: "..."
"Forget it, we'll talk about it later." Deadpool waved his hand.
Then he pinched his nose, stuffed the remaining small piece of pulp into his mouth, chewed it hard, and swallowed it.
"I'm really crazy. I actually believed your lies...shit, what's going on? Why do I feel cold all over my body?"
Deadpool regretted it immediately after swallowing it, secretly thinking that he was still a little impulsive, how could there be such a magical fruit in the world.
But just halfway through speaking, I immediately felt a mysterious force acting on my skin.
Deadpool was immediately surprised and touched his face with his hands, but felt that the pits on his skin were quickly becoming smaller and lighter.
And soon, it completely disappeared.
Just from the feel, it seems like I'm touching something very smooth!
"Shit, no?"
Deadpool had a look of disbelief on his face, and he took off his hood.
A brand-new face suddenly appeared in front of Luo Xia.
Deadpool took a deep breath, took out his phone, changed the camera to the front camera, and then put the phone in front of him.
"I'm in a big trough!"
Deadpool screamed, his hands trembling and he almost threw his phone away.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
His face, which looked like it had been trampled by thousands of horses, actually healed!
It's really good!
"Shit, how is this possible? My face is actually so good?" Deadpool is still a little unable to react.
"Sir, as you can see, your skin has become very smooth. I didn't lie to you, right?" Rorschach looked at Deadpool with a smile and said.
As long as the customer tries the food, it can be said that the probability of closing the deal is very, very high.
Especially for a person like Deadpool, he himself has very big flaws, and the Devil Fruit provided by Rorschach can perfectly make up for his flaws.
The certainty of closing the deal is even better than three points.
"This is more than just smooth, even if it is the skin of the goddess I use to have sex with every day when I sleep, it is nothing more than this, right? Man, even if a woman sees my skin, she will be so jealous that she can't sleep!"
Deadpool almost jumped with excitement.
"Sir, it seems that you are very satisfied with the devil fruits in the shop, right?" Rorschach asked at the right time.
"Satisfied? Man, satisfied cannot describe my mood at all. I don't even know how to describe my mood. Excited, excited, unbelievable..."
Looking at Deadpool's extremely excited eyes, Rorschach believed that what he said was true.
"The customer's satisfaction is my greatest encouragement. Sir, what you just ate was a sample, and the effect can only last five minutes."
"But guests, don't worry, as long as you buy my slippery fruit, you can keep this face forever that even gods would be jealous of."
Seeing that the time was almost up, Rorschach began to make sales pitches to Deadpool at the right time.
Deadpool now finally understood why he was allowed to eat such a heaven-defying fruit.
It took a long time and it was just a five-minute experience card, nothing more.
But think about it, how could normal people just let others eat such a magical thing?
"Profiteer, you know that after I try it, I will definitely buy it like a hundred claws scratching my heart, right? You are a profiteer, but I like it! I want this fruit!"
Deadpool waved his hand and said to Rorschach very domineeringly.
"During the opening of the store, all fruits are discounted by 30%. The original price of Slippery Fruit is one million U.S. dollars. After the discount, it only costs 700,000 U.S. dollars."
"It's very good. Are there discounts for this magical fruit? Wait, wait, what's the price?"
The chrysanthemum smile on Deadpool's face froze, and he even wondered if he heard it wrong.
"You actually sell a piece of fruit for a million dollars? Isn't this too exaggerated?" Deadpool's voice rose several octaves.
"Sir, I repeat, if you buy it now, it only costs 700,000 US dollars. And to be fair, do you really think the price is expensive?"
"To put it bluntly, my face cannot be cured even by seven million dollars, right?"
"Moreover, in a while, the store will no longer support settlement with U.S. dollars and will switch to gold settlement, which will incur a lot of costs for customers."
Rorschach confidently said to Deadpool, "And sir, making the skin look better is just a side effect of the Slippery Fruit. Its real function is to make the skin smooth! Why do I keep emphasizing the word smooth?"
"What's the difference?" Deadpool was stunned when Rorschach said, smooth, isn't it just good-looking?
"Of course not, sir. Otherwise, why is this fruit not called a beauty fruit, but a slippery fruit? That's because it can reduce the friction of the skin to zero and achieve true smoothness!"
"What is the concept of zero friction? Trust me, I don't need to say more, right? If someone punches you, his fist will bounce away!"
Rorschach continues his introduction to Deadpool.
"Zero friction? Isn't that too exaggerated? You're lying to me, right? But you can't lie to me!"
Snapped!
When Deadpool said this, he slapped himself in the face with a big mouth.
Sure enough, he is worthy of being a little bitch, and his actions are unexpected.
"It really slipped away! My slap suddenly slid away, as if it hit an ice cube!" Deadpool yelled in disbelief.
Of course, considering Deadpool's extremely exaggerated and perverted self-healing ability, rebound attacks and the like seem somewhat unnecessary.
But the key problem is that even if Deadpool can heal himself, the pain is still the same pain.
"Sir, you can take off your shoes and try again. As long as there is a slight slope on the ground, you can glide like ice."
As soon as Rorschach finished speaking, Deadpool couldn't wait to throw away his shoes.
Sure enough, his whole body began to slide quickly to the side.
After all, absolutely level ground without slope does not exist at all.
"Cool, this is really cool, too cool to imagine!" Deadpool screamed in excitement.