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

The first spore landed on his bare forearm.

Liu Sanqiao was startled, and the nonchalant look on his face vanished instantly.

"Damn... what is this thing...?"

The second one, the third one.

The area where the spores come into contact with the skin begins to turn black, and black lines spread upwards along the blood vessels.

Extremely fast.

Within three seconds, Liu Sanqiao's entire left arm turned grayish-black.

The skin surface bulged with dense, hard nail plates, and the nails fell off, replaced by curved, black claws.

"Ahhh!!"

Liu Sanqiao let out a scream and his whole body convulsed violently.

The Qi energy suppressed the sparks emanating from the collar, attempting to suppress the rampant biological signals within his body.

"Fifteen seconds, assimilation progress 31%," Jarvis reported.

No one spoke in the observation room.

Zhang Chulan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

The burly man's body was transforming into something else at a visible speed.

"Twenty seconds, assimilation progress 47%. Consciousness signal is weakening."

Liu Sanqiao stopped calling out.

His head drooped, and his pupils, which had turned from brown to grayish-white, became unfocused.

Then, I looked up.

Click.

The restraints broke.

Zhang Chulan stumbled back a step, bumping his back into Feng Bao's shoulder.

Feng Baobao didn't stop eating the apple in her hand; she kept munching on it.

"Forty-two seconds, consciousness signal returned to zero, complete alienation." Jarvis's voice remained steady.

In the center of the experimental zone, the death row inmate named Liu Sanqiao no longer exists.

Standing next to the fixed stake was a gray-black creature that was two and a half meters tall.

Its entire body is covered in armor plates, and two rows of bony spurs protrude from its spine.

The head had become an oval shape without facial features, with only a large, horizontally split mouth filled with serrated teeth.

It tilted its head and made a hoarse, breathy sound.

"From contact to complete alienation, forty-two seconds." Tony's fingers flew across the holographic panel. "Seventeen percent faster than the wild Parademons I recorded in Gotham."

"This guy is a physical enhancement type of superhuman." Xu Si leaned on the control panel, sweat beading on his forehead. "The better a superhuman's physical foundation, the faster the assimilation speed?"

"Counterintuitive, but the data doesn't lie."

Bruce stared at the mutated creature in the experimental area.

It is slowly turning its body in place, seemingly readjusting its limbs.

"Where is his Qi?"

Xu Si cut out another set of data.

"It's still there." His voice was filled with barely suppressed tension. "Not only has it not disappeared, but it's being absorbed and integrated by the assimilating organization."

"This is troublesome." Bruce took a half step back.

Tony looked up: "How troublesome is it?"

Before the words were even finished, the alien creature in the experimental area moved.

It didn't take a running start; it just crouched slightly and shot out, crashing into the reinforced glass observation window.

boom! !

The entire pane of glass trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks radiated out from the center of the impact. The force of that blow was at least three tons.

But what's even more chilling is the second blow that follows.

The mutated creature took two steps back, clenching its fists. Dark red patterns appeared on the surface of its gray-black armor plates—that was the flow of Qi.

It learned to strengthen its muscles using Qi.

The second punch.

Click!

The tempered glass is half cracked.

"Thirty centimeters of composite glass, with a pressure resistance of up to twelve tons!" Xu San jumped up from his chair. "This thing is using its superpower!"

The alien has lost all human behavioral logic.

It was simply attacking obstacles on instinct.

Each punch carried the terrifying impact of enhanced physical abilities.

The third punch.

The outer layer of the glass shattered completely, and a through crack appeared in the inner layer.

"Activate Level B lockdown!" Xu Si roared.

Steel plates popped out from the walls on both sides of the observation room and began to close towards the center.

But that takes twelve seconds.

The mutants won't give them twelve seconds.

The fourth punch is already poised to strike.

The dark gray fist was wreathed in intense, dark red energy, the full power output of Liu Sanqiao's physical enhancement abilities from his lifetime.

The combined attack power of Qi and assimilated tissues...

"A backup plan!" Xu San turned to look at Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao had already opened the lid of the silver-gray box beside him.

He pressed his right index finger on the red button on top of the antenna module, and entered a series of commands on the control panel with his left hand.

The mutant unleashed its final punch.

The glass is broken.

Broken glass shards poured into the observation room, and the mutated creature's body surged in along with the shockwave.

Zhang Chulan subconsciously activated the Flash Fruit, his entire body enveloped in golden light in preparation for taking the hit head-on.

Feng Baobao finally got rid of the apple core and stood up.

But everyone was a beat too slow to react.

Because Feng Zhenghao had already pressed the button.

hum!

An extremely faint buzzing sound came from above.

The six vents in the ceiling of the observation room popped open simultaneously, and black metal aircraft poured out.

Each one is only the size of a palm, with a flat, disc-shaped fuselage. Its four wings fold and unfold so quickly that only afterimages can be seen. Two red dots at the front light up, and the miniature laser emitters enter standby mode.

One.

Ten crosses.

Fifty.

One hundred.

It's still pouring out.

In less than two seconds, three hundred tactical drones spread out in a three-layered swarm above the observation room.

The buzzing sounds merged into a uniform, low-frequency hum.

The first layer of the bee swarm moved as soon as the alien body rushed into the observation room less than a meter away.

One hundred drones simultaneously fired thin red lines.

The red threads, as thin as spider silk, intertwined into a grid in front of the mutated creature, with a density precise to one thread every five centimeters.

The alien's momentum caused it to crash directly into the first layer of netting.

Chi Chi!

The gray-black nail plates were cut by the red line, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

The mutated creature roared, attempting to tear the light net apart with brute force.

The second layer of the bee array was positioned.

Another hundred.

The intersecting cut mesh catches the mutated creature's limbs from the side.

It was trapped in the intersection of two laser grids.

"Tony, capture the window," Bruce said.

"It's already recording." Tony stared at the holographic panel, his fingers never stopping.

Jarvis recorded the force feedback, Qi value fluctuations, and repair rate of the assimilated tissues during each struggle of the alien entity in real time.

The alien creature struggled furiously within the light net.

The armor plates will regenerate quickly after being cut, but the regeneration speed cannot keep up with the speed at which they were cut.

It's like a wild beast trapped in a wire cage, struggling harder and harder.

The third layer of the bee array.

The last hundred drones did not form a cutting net.

They scattered around the mutant, and the transmitter switched modes, beginning to release high-frequency pulses.

That was a specially tuned frequency for the assimilating organization, data on the parademon resonance that Tony collected on the battlefield of Gotham.

hum!

The mutant's movements suddenly slowed down, and large areas of cracks appeared on its gray-black armor plates.

Dark red Qi light leaked out from the crack and quickly dimmed.

ten seconds.

Fifteen seconds.

Twenty seconds.

The alien entity collapsed.

"It seems we're going in the wrong direction. Inhumans transformed into Parademons are far stronger than ordinary humans!"