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

"It's really good stuff."

Zhang Zhiwei patted his stomach, and the look in his eyes when he turned to look at Li Ang changed.

His eyes were filled with the desire to "buy out everything in your store".

"Young man."

The old master walked quickly to the counter, placed his hands on the counter, and looked solemn.

"I want to get a membership card! The biggest one!"

Lu Jin's mind raced.

He knew very well that once Zhang Zhiwei's attitude was clear, Longhushan would no longer be able to remain indifferent.

Although this old Celestial Master doesn't usually get involved in affairs, he is the pillar of Longhu Mountain, and his attitude is equivalent to the attitude of the entire Celestial Master's Mansion.

As for Lu Jin herself...

After witnessing firsthand how the Tongtian Talisman was shattered by the "Full Counterattack" and the miraculous effects of the Peiyuan Pill, his original cautious and wait-and-see strategy had lost its foundation.

The potential profits from entering the market are enormous.

The risk of not getting involved is greater.

If the invasion three months from now is real, Longhushan will be doomed if it hasn't been armed in advance.

What if it's fake...

The investment of 500 million yuan is something Longhushan can afford to lose.

"Manager." Lu Jin adjusted her mindset, stepped forward, and her tone now carried a greater degree of respect.

"I accepted the first order of 500 million on behalf of Longhushan."

"In addition, please provide me with a detailed plan regarding the adjustment of the rules for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. I need to take it back for the sect leader to review."

"No problem." Li Ang pulled out a document that had been prepared in advance from under the counter.

Lu Jin took the paper and flipped through two pages. The contents covered the competition system reform, scoring standards, and the subsequent equipment distribution plan for the selected participants.

The organization is clear and the details are well-organized.

This was clearly not written on the spot.

"You were waiting for us to come from the very beginning." Lu Jin looked up at Li Ang.

"It's not about waiting," Li Ang smiled, "it's about knowing you'd come sooner or later."

"In the face of an apocalyptic crisis, smart people will choose to stand on the side with solutions."

Lu Jin did not refute.

"How many times can you draw with 500 million... 5,000 regular draws..."

Zhang Zhiwei had already moved closer to the emerald green gashapon machine, his hands resting on the glass cover, muttering to himself.

"Old Celestial Master," Lu Jin called out to him, "Let's go, let's go back and take care of the formalities."

"Wait a little longer!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned around, and the expression on his old face was exactly the same as that of a child who refused to leave the amusement park entrance.

"Just once, let me have one more time..."

"Master Zhang, the public account matters must follow the proper procedures." Lu Jin's tone held a hint of helplessness and insistence. "Within three days, the funds will be in place, and then you can take as much as you want."

Zhang Zhiwei pursed his lips and reluctantly moved away from the gashapon machine.

"Three days." He held up three fingers and pointed at Lu Jin. "If it takes more than three days, I'll sell the pill formulas myself to raise the money."

Lu Jin said expressionlessly, "It won't exceed that."

He turned to Li Ang and bowed slightly.

"Goodbye. Next time I come, I will bring formal cooperation documents and proof of funds."

"I'll be waiting anytime." Li Ang raised his hand and beckoned.

Lu Jin took out a black business card, infused it with his thoughts, and the portal opened again.

Just before stepping out, Lu Jin paused and glanced back at Li Ang.

"One last question."

"Please speak."

Why are you helping these people?

Lu Jin's gaze passed through half of the shop and landed on Li Ang.

"What benefit do you get from selling them things to make them stronger?"

"I am a businessman."

Li Ang leaned back on the throne, the cola in his hand swaying slightly.

"Businessmen pursue profits; customers can only continue to consume if they are alive."

"If they all die, who will I sell them to?"

Lu Jin stared at him for two seconds, then turned and stepped into the portal.

Zhang Zhiwei followed behind, and even turned back to wave at Li Ang when they reached the door.

See you in three days, young man!

Two figures disappeared into the blue light.

The portal is closed.

The gashapon shop returned to silence.

Li Ang leaned back on the throne, finished the can of cola, crushed it, and threw it into the trash can.

"Longhu Mountain is also ready to get started."

Li Ang muttered to himself as he swiped the panel to see the next message.

[Information about the preparations for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony has been detected to have a 67% dissemination rate among high-ranking members of the supernatural world.]

[The following factions have not yet established contact: Quanxing, Wudang, Medicine King Valley, and the Four Madmen.]

He gently tapped the communication button.

"Zhang Chulan".

Zhang Chulan's sleepy voice came from the other end of the communication.

"Boss? I'm still waiting at the entrance of Longhu Mountain. Have they returned yet?"

"You're back. The deal was done. Well done."

"And my commission..."

"It's on you," Li Ang interrupted him. "But don't rush to rest. Next place, Quanxing."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the communication.

"Boss, are you serious? You don't want me to go and die?"

Zhang Chulan's voice was tinged with doubt.

"Those Quanxing people are crazy. Their acting leader, Gong Qing, just launched a sneak attack on the Tianxia Society last time."

"If I went over to hand them my business cards, wouldn't they skin me alive?"

"You have the speed of light kick and the bloodline of the phoenix."

Li Ang replied casually.

"If you can't kill them, just run. They can't catch up to the speed of light anyway."

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched.

"Double the commission," he bargained.

"It will increase by 1.5 times."

"Double the price, or I won't go."

"Deal." Li Ang chuckled. "Go, and send out all the invitations to all the factions before the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

"Oh, right..." he added.

"There's a woman named Xia He over there in Quanxing. Be careful, her bewitching magic is effective on people whose mental strength isn't strong enough."

"Your Glint-Glint Fruit has no physical form when it turns into light, so theoretically it is not affected by bewitching spells."

"But there will be downtime when you switch jobs back and forth."

"Remember this number."

Communication lost.

Zhang Chulan sat on a rock at the entrance of Longhu Mountain, looking at the sunset sky, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

The territory of Quanxing.

He had to run up to a group of the most dangerous lunatics in the supernatural world and hand them a black business card.

Then, smiling, I told them, "The sky is going to fall in three months. Want to buy insurance?"

"What sins did I commit in my past life?"

He jumped off the rock and dusted himself off.

In the distance, Zhang Lingyu walked quickly with several junior brothers, their faces filled with anxiety.

"Where is my grandmaster uncle?!"

"I'm going back." Zhang Chulan waved to him. "Don't worry, your grandmaster is very happy."

You'll find out in three days.

He turned and walked down the mountain, leaving the Longhu Mountain disciples looking at each other in confusion.

As dusk fell, Zhang Chulan's figure disappeared around the bend in the mountain road.

He took out his phone, glanced at the map showing the marked areas for the Quanxing activity zone, and let out a deep breath.

Next stop.

Hell mode.