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

The three-layered bee array slowly closed, enveloping the body, which had lost its ability to move, in a red light cocoon.

In the observation room, it was so quiet that only the low hum of the drone could be heard.

Zhang Chulan turned to look at Feng Zhenghao.

The president of the Tianxia Guild was calmly closing the silver-gray box.

"Uncle Feng." Zhang Chulan's voice was a little weak.

"Um?"

"How many of these are left in your box?"

Feng Zhenghao glanced at him and casually gave a number.

"A swarm of drones, three boxes, totaling nine hundred."

"Three thousand assimilation blocking bracelets, one hundred anti-space mines, and three hundred interstellar individual shield backpacks."

He paused.

"There's also a small assault starship parked in my underground garage."

The staff in the observation room were collectively speechless.

Xu San opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Si's cigarette fell to the ground and burned his shoes, but he didn't react.

Five billion.

In return, they gained an interstellar armed force capable of overwhelming all forces in the world of superhumans.

"Now you understand, right?"

Tony turned off the holographic panel and turned to face Xu San and Xu Si.

"The assimilation speed of the Parademons is three times faster than you expected. They will absorb and utilize the host's supernatural abilities. Conventional Qi defenses cannot last more than sixty seconds against high concentrations of spores."

He walked up to the mutated creature bound by the light net and squatted down.

"But the good news is that Jarvis's data shows that once the Qi density exceeds a certain threshold, the assimilation rate drops significantly."

"Specific numbers?" Xu Si finally came to his senses.

"The purity of Qi needs to be more than three times that of an ordinary superhuman in order to extend the assimilation time to five minutes."

Tony raised his finger.

"Five minutes is enough to disengage from the battlefield or wait for reinforcements."

"More than three times the purity of innate Qi..." Xu Si frowned. "There are no more than twenty people in the entire Nadutong who can reach this standard."

"So you need external support." Bruce stepped out from the corner. "Assimilation blocking bracelets can block low-level spores, but for mid-level and above, they need to be custom-made."

"Mr. Feng already has a complete equipment system." Bruce looked at Feng Zhenghao. "If Na Du Tong is willing to join the alliance, these resources can be shared."

Xu San finally regained his voice.

"I need to report this to my superiors."

"Of course," Bruce nodded, "but time is running out."

He walked to the window of the observation room and looked at the bound alien body on the ground.

"Darkseid's projection has locked onto the coordinates of this dimension. The Parademon vanguard has arrived on Earth, and at most...

Bruce looked at Tony.

"Jarvis's calculations, based on the cruising speed of the Apokolips fleet," Tony said, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Three months."

"Three months from now, this land beneath your feet will face the same war as we have."

Zhang Chulan's knees buckled a little.

Three months.

"Boss!" he desperately tried to infuse his business card with his inner voice, "I want a raise!"

"No raise, but I can still get a little commission."

Li Ang appeared behind the group, holding a palm-sized receipt in his hand.

Zhang Chulan looked down and almost pressed his eyeballs back into place.

Customer referral commission: Feng Zhenghao (5 billion RMB in spending) ... 50 gashapon rewards.

Customer referral commission: All-in-one (3 billion RMB in consumption) ... 30 gashapon rewards.

A total of eighty gashapon capsules.

"Wait a minute..." Zhang Chulan ran his finger across the numbers three times. "Eighty rounds? Not cash?"

"What do you need cash for, a temporary worker on a century-long contract?" Li Ang pushed up his glasses. "Gashapon toys are hard currency, understand?"

Zhang Chulan wanted to refute.

But then he thought of the absurd things Feng Zhenghao had gotten from gashapon capsules, like the Frozen Fruit and the Starfleet, and his mouth fell shut again.

Eighty shots...

What if I get a legendary gold item?

"Okay, I'll sign!"

Zhang Chulan pressed his fingerprint and opened a gashapon capsule.

A small booklet with a black cover was sticking out of the table.

The cover was printed with large, blood-red characters...

Apokolips Parademonic Unit Compendium (Internal Edition)

Zhang Chulan turned to the first page.

A holographic projection pops up, displaying a gray-black Parademon rotating from the front, side, and back.

The assimilation rate, combat power rating, and weakness analysis are densely labeled next to it.

A level one demonic infantryman, with an assimilation time of 42 seconds and a combat strength of approximately three tons of punching power.

Level 2 Demonic Assault Trooper, equipped with an energy shield, ineffective against conventional light weapons.

A Tier 3 Demon Commander can release an area-of-effect assimilation spore cloud, covering a radius of fifty meters in a single attack.

The further he flipped through the pages, the greener Zhang Chulan's face became.

"These things will appear under your feet in three months."

Li Ang leaned against the window, looking at the wreckage in the distance.

"And don't forget, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is in a month."

"What's that? A pre-war talent show."

"When all the forces gather, it will be clear who is strong and who is weak, making it easier to select people for the battlefield."

Zhang Chulan closed the booklet, his palms sweating.

"You've got the hate level maxed out right now."

Li Ang counted on his fingers.

"The Wang family wants to kill you, the Quanxing sect wants to capture you, and the Celestial Master's Mansion wants to recruit you."

"Once the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony begins, you will be the most conspicuous target on the table."

"Then what should I do?"

"It's for survival." Li Ang gestured towards the gashapon machine. "Eighty draws, let's go."

Zhang Chulan took a deep breath and continued opening gashapon machines.

Click.

[Vibranium Dagger - Mini Version: Extremely powerful cutting ability, foldable for carrying.]

It's alright, good for self-defense.

The machine continued to turn on, and others gathered around to watch the show.

Hemostatic bandages, adrenaline injectors, evasion charms, substitute dolls...

All the odds and ends are auxiliary items.

"Is this luck stable or mediocre?"

Zhang Chulan muttered to himself as he continued working with the gashapon toys.

A bright blue gashapon rolls out of the gashapon dispenser.

"Blue Legendary." Li Ang peeked out from behind the counter. "Its rarity is second only to gold. You're lucky."

Zhang Chulan twisted open the gashapon.

Blue light emanated from within, illuminating his face with a deep blue hue.

Inside lay a crystal the size of a thumb, shaped like a solidified flame.

[Mythical Zoan Type - Phoenix Fruit Template]

[Effect: Upon fusion, you gain a blue regenerative flame. As long as your stamina is not depleted, any physical damage can be instantly repaired by the blue flame. The repair efficiency for non-physical damage such as advanced assimilation and soul attacks is reduced, but it remains effective.]

[Note: Regeneration consumes stamina; overuse can lead to exhaustion or even coma.]

Zhang Chulan was stunned for three seconds.

"The Phoenix?"

"Yes, the phoenix."

Li Ang walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Congratulations, Zhang Chulan, from today onwards you no longer need to fear being killed."

"It might still hurt when you get slashed."