He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

Bruce remained silent, and the atmosphere was so oppressive you could hear a pin drop.

Just then.

hum!

The air in the center of the bat cave began to distort without warning.

Golden sparks appeared out of thin air and quickly drew a huge circular portal.

"Enemy attack!"

Hal instantly conjured two green-light Gatling guns, their muzzles pointed directly at the portal.

Diana raised the shield.

Barry transformed into a streak of red lightning, instantly retreating ten meters away.

Bruce pressed the button for the highest level of defense in the Batcave.

Countless heavy machine guns emerged from the rock face.

"Don't be nervous, guys, relax."

An extremely arrogant, somewhat nonchalant voice came from the portal.

Tony Stark swaggered out, dressed in a flamboyant burgundy haute couture suit and wearing brown sunglasses.

He was also holding a steaming cup of coffee in his hand.

Closely following behind him were Thor carrying Mjolnir, Pietro with his hands in his pockets, Wanda playing with Clow Cards, and Steve in casual clothes.

"Is this the Gotham City you described as having a simple and honest populace?"

Tony looked around the dark and damp bat cave and curled his lip in disgust.

"This decor is so creepy! Do you guys usually hold meetings in caves? There's not even a decent leather sofa."

"Put down your gun, Green Lantern."

Bruce clenched his fists, looking at the group of uninvited guests.

"They are not the enemy."

The green-light Gatling gun in Hal's hand did not disappear.

The gun barrel remained firmly pointed at Tony's head, with green energy surging wildly within it.

"Are you sure? That Asian kid almost crippled Barry last time."

"These people are of unknown origin; who knows what kind of bad intentions they're up to?"

Upon hearing this, Pietro instantly transformed into a silver afterimage.

next second.

The green-light Gatling gun in Hal's hand disintegrated into specks of green light and vanished into the air.

"Too slow, green light bulb."

Meanwhile, Pietro appeared behind Hal at some point, tossing a batarang he'd somehow acquired, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"You can't even catch a whiff of my exhaust fumes. With that kind of reaction speed, you dare point a gun at us?"

"Hey! Let's talk this out! Don't get physical!"

Barry suddenly jumped back a step, his hands covering his chest, his footsteps leaving several dazzling sparks on the ground.

"You are indeed very fast, but I'm no pushover either! If we really race, I might not lose to you!"

Tony took off his brown sunglasses and casually tossed them onto the control panel next to him, making a crisp metallic clanging sound.

"Alright, Pietro, stop bullying the locals."

"We are here as guests, so we should be polite."

Tony pulled up a chair, sat down, and crossed his legs.

His gaze swept over every corner of the bat cave, his face full of disgust.

"But seriously, Wayne, your decorating style is really hard to compliment."

Tony pointed to the Batmobile parked in the distance.

"And your car, the aerodynamic design is a complete mess. Doesn't it feel unstable when you turn?"

"Using polymer materials for armor? What era are we living in? Do you think this is World War II?"

"What are you doing here? Gotham doesn't welcome tourists right now." Bruce's face was ashen, completely ignoring Tony's sarcasm.

"We've just finished a major battle and need to relax."

"That guy Li Ang said you have a huge amusement park here, so we came to check it out."

Thor took a big bite of his hot dog, mumbling incoherently, with mustard almost dripping onto Thor's hammer.

"By the way, do you guys have any good fighters around here? I'd prefer to spar with someone of similar skill level."

Thor swung the hammer in his hand.

"Sorry, Tony and Thor always talk in such an annoying way." Steve sighed, pressing Thor's shoulder helplessly.

"We are indeed here for tourism, and we can also help out while we're at it. Li Ang said you've run into some trouble."

Steve looked at Bruce with a sincere expression.

"There is only war here. If you're here looking for fun, you'd better leave immediately."

Diana gripped the sword of Vulcan tightly, its blade flashing a cold light in the dim cave.

"The monsters and clown toys of Apokolips don't care if you're tourists or not."

"Big trouble, very big trouble." Bruce raised his hand, signaling Diana to calm down.

He walked to the control panel and began typing rapidly on the keyboard.

The main screen in the Batcave instantly lit up.

Images of Gotham City streets appeared before everyone's eyes.

Clean and tidy streets.

There was no robbery, no shooting, and no gang fight.

Instead, Nutcracker soldiers patrolled the streets.

A giant plush teddy bear pushes a stroller and strolls leisurely through the park.

A wind-up frog, about half a person's height, stands at a crossroads, waving a baton to direct traffic.

Several small plastic rubber ducks were diligently cleaning up the fallen leaves in the sewer with brooms.

The entire city seemed to have transformed into a giant, absurd children's playground.

"This place... looks even more eerie than Kang's time freeze."

Wanda stared at the screen, rubbing the goosebumps on her arms.

"Among those toys, are there...?"

"It's a person," Bruce said in a deep voice.

"The clown did it. He used that thing called the Childlike Fruit to turn everyone who rebelled into toys."

"Now the whole of Gotham is under his control."

"Even the lunatics in Arkham Asylum became his collection."

"This aesthetic is really terrible, but what kind of crisis is this? It's just a big comic convention at most." Tony raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing on his face.

"That's just one aspect." Steelbone stepped forward.

His mechanical eye flashed a blinding red light.

Steel Bone rapidly tapped on the console with both hands, bringing up another screen.

The screen displayed a dense array of red dots outside the atmosphere.

"The Apokolips army is gathering. After Steppenwolf fled, Darkseid sent reinforcements."

"They want to steal the mother box from us."

"The size of the fleet that came this time is more than ten times that of the last one."

Tony stroked his chin, lost in thought.

In his view, these opponents were not much of a problem.

"So, you are now attacked from both sides."

"On one side are crazy people who like to play house, and on the other side are aliens who want to destroy the world."

Tony stood up and snapped his fingers.

"This job is back in motion."

Hal snorted coldly, and a blinding green light once again shone around his body.

"Just a few of you? The Apokolips fleet isn't something you can deal with with a few broken guns."

"Steppenwolf's living armor can even deflect my Green Lantern energy."

Tony glanced at Hal with a disdainful tone.

"To correct you, it's not a few people."

"It's a group of max-level players coming to the newbie village to slaughter everyone."

"The mess you can't handle is, in my eyes, just a warm-up after a battle."

Thor swallowed the last bite of his hot dog.

"That's right! Forget Apokolips or Uranus, my twin blades are itching for a fight!"