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

Given the status and resources of the World Society, the vast majority of conflicts can be resolved with money.

And today, this is the leader of the World Society.

He used a Devil Fruit that he got from a gashapon machine to pin one of the Ten Elders to the ground.

Not a single trace of Qi was mobilized throughout the entire process.

Zhang Chulan appeared at the office door at some unknown time.

Looking at Wang Ai and the others kneeling on the ground, and Feng Zhenghao standing calmly in front of the desk.

Zhang Chulan's mind went blank for a moment.

The items produced by these gashapon toys are truly rewriting all the rules of power.

"President Feng." Zhang Chulan's voice was a little dry.

Feng Zhenghao turned and glanced at him, then withdrew his ice spear.

The spear shattered into ice shards in mid-air and drifted down onto Wang Ai's head.

"Old Wang."

Feng Zhenghao squatted down to look the old man kneeling on the ground at eye level.

"Go back and tell the rest of the Ten Elders that the World Society is in charge of matters concerning the World Society."

"Anyone who wants to mess with Zhang Chulan should first ask if the forces I have here will allow it."

He patted Wang Ai's frozen shoulder and stood up.

"see a visitor out."

Security personnel from the World Society poured in.

Five minutes later, Wang Ai, Wang Bing, and five burly men in black were dragged into the elevator.

The ice on Wang Bing's right arm had not yet completely melted, and his screams echoed throughout the entire corridor.

After the elevator doors closed, the office fell silent.

The ice on the ground began to melt slowly, and water stains spread everywhere along the cracks in the marble.

Feng Zhenghao walked to the window and stretched his right arm.

Even after the Ice-Ice Fruit's power faded, a slight chill lingered on his fingertips.

"President Feng." Zhang Chulan walked over, his expression complicated. "Um... thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Feng Zhenghao turned around. "You're Boss Li's employee."

"To me, you are my guest."

"The safety of our guests is the pride of the World Society."

He took an envelope out of the inner pocket of his Zhongshan suit and handed it to Zhang Chulan.

"This is the referral fee I've prepared."

Zhang Chulan took it and squeezed it; it was very thin.

He took it apart and glanced at it, almost losing his balance.

A check for five million?

"This...isn't that too much?"

"If you think it's too much, you can return it."

"No, no, no, not too much! Not even a little bit!"

Zhang Chulan quickly stuffed the envelope into his inner pocket.

"Dad, you gave him five million, but you only gave me twenty-three thousand in pocket money."

Feng Shayan rolled her eyes as she watched this scene.

"How can this be the same?" Feng Zhenghao said without turning his head.

"..."

Feng Zhenghao walked back to his desk and pressed a row of communication buttons on the desktop.

"Boss Feng?"

"Notify all core members of the World Society to assemble in the conference room on the 38th floor in half an hour."

"There's only one issue: the development plan for gashapon (capsule toy)."

He hung up the call and looked at the three portable gashapon machines on the table.

"Next," Feng Zhenghao's gaze was sharp and deep, "I want the entire world of supernatural beings to know that the era of power has changed."

Zhang Chulan stood to the side, his hand unconsciously touching the envelope in his inner pocket.

He suddenly remembered a sentence that Li Ang had once said.

"The deeper the water, the fatter the fish will be."

Now he began to understand the weight of those words.

……

DC Universe, Wayne Manor underground.

The reconstruction of the Bat Cave is not yet complete.

The cracks in the wall were covered by temporary welded steel plates, and several stalactites hung precariously from the rock formations overhead.

The damage caused by the previous Anti-Life Equation outbreak and Darkseid projection was too severe; a full repair will take at least two months.

Tony stood in front of a makeshift holographic console, his fingers flying across the screen.

A rotating three-dimensional data sphere floated in front of him, its surface shimmering with red and blue light spots.

Red represents the energy frequency band of the DC Universe, and blue represents the Marvel Universe.

But at the edge of the sphere, there was an extremely faint cluster of golden spots.

"This is it."

Tony magnified the golden spot of light and circled it with a light pen.

Bruce Wayne stood beside him, wearing a dark gray bathrobe...

He hasn't slept much for three days in a row.

"Jarvis, analyze the source dimension of this cluster of signals."

Tony's voice was hoarse from staying up all night.

"Sir, according to the reverse analysis of the Darkseid consciousness projection when it shattered, the frequency of this cluster of signals does not match the known DC Universe or Marvel Universe."

"It comes from the third dimension."

"A third dimension?" Bruce's eyelids twitched.

"The resolution accuracy is currently only 23%."

Jarvis continued his report.

"However, based on the existing data, the fundamental physical laws in this dimension are significantly different from ours."

"The energy circulation mode is neither technology-driven, nor magic or genetic mutation."

"The closest description is a kind of rule system based on biological internal energy."

"Internal energy..." Bruce chewed on the word.

Tony took an energy drink from the shelf next to the control panel, twisted it open with one hand, and took a swig.

"I've seen a few people with this kind of power working for Leon."

Tony wiped his mouth.

"It's that Xia boy in the SpongeBob SquarePants shorts, and there's a girl with him."

"Their power comes from neither technology nor magic; Li Ang calls it... Qi."

Bruce leaned against the edge of the control panel, his arms crossed over his chest.

His mind was racing.

"If the power of that world could be utilized..."

Bruce's voice was very low.

"You mean bringing it in?"

Tony raised an eyebrow.

Darkseid will not give up easily.

"His consciousness projection was shattered, which was a great disgrace to him."

"Next time he comes, he won't just send one projector."

Bruce walked to the holographic screen and pulled up the summary analysis file for Apokolips.

"The army of Apokolips has at least billions of Parademons, plus Darkseid's own Omega rays."

"Our current combat capability system... has a huge gap."

How big is the gap?

"If Darkseid comes in person, we can only hold out for twenty minutes at most."

Tony put down the energy drink, his expression serious.

twenty minutes.

This number wasn't something Bruce just made up off the top of his head.

Given Batman's personality, his assessments always leave room for leeway.

In other words, the reality is only worse.

"So you want to go to that third universe to find help?"

"It's not just about finding helpers."

Bruce's gaze fell on the cluster of golden spots of light.

"Li Ang also has business in that world."

"His gashapon shop is a multi-dimensional sales network. If we could access his customer base over there..."

"Wait a minute." Tony raised his hand. "You want to use Leon's connections to get the superhumans from that world to join the fight against Apokolips?"

"That's one way to understand it."

Tony rubbed his temples.

"Bruce, I have a very practical question for you."

"Um?"

"Do you think Li Ang would let you do that?"