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

Gong Qing looked around the small 30-square-meter shop. The shelves were neatly arranged with colorful gashapon toys, and two gashapon machines in the corner emitted a soft light.

If it weren't for Zhang Chulan's demonstration of the Phoenix Blue Flame, he would never have believed that such a shop could produce something that could rewrite the power structure of combat.

"Your shop... is more shabby than I expected."

Gong Qing adjusted his glasses and offered a fair assessment.

"The storefront isn't important; what matters is the merchandise."

Li Ang pushed the instant noodle bowl aside and casually drew a line in the air with his hand.

Holographic projections spread out from the ceiling, covering the walls and floor of the entire gashapon shop.

The floor beneath Gong Qing's feet turned transparent, revealing a pitch-black starry sky below.

Xia He subconsciously took a half step back, her high heels clicking crisply on the star map, but the "void" beneath her feet remained completely still.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a projection."

Li Ang's finger slid through the air, and the scene began to speed up.

A giant, gray planet came into view: Apokolips.

Then the camera zooms in.

Hundreds of thousands of dark, swarming Parademons poured out from the cracks on the planet's surface, converging into a black river that stretched towards a certain direction in deep space.

The destination in that direction is a blue planet.

Earth star.

"This will happen in three months."

Li Ang spoke softly, but what he said made the temperature in the whole room drop by two degrees.

The projection switched to a live recording of Gotham City.

A shell-class Parademon charged into a residential area and ripped open the roof of a car with its bare hands.

Grab the human inside, and black spores seep into their skin from your fingertips.

Thirty seconds later, gray bone armor began to grow on the ordinary person's body, his eyes turned dark red, and he turned around and pounced on the pedestrians across the street.

Gong Qing's fingers twitched slightly inside his sweater pocket.

The projection continued, switching to Wang Ai's final form...

That monster, its entire body covered in dark gray bone armor, with black and red light surging within its chest cavity.

Then came the scene of Tony's red armor crushing it.

"Wang Ai tried to control the spores of this thing using the Spirit Binding Technique." Li Ang paused the projection on the frame where Wang Ai underwent the mutation, "but was instead devoured and turned into what you see here."

"Even with cultivation at the level of the Ten Elders, they lasted less than forty seconds."

Gong Qing stared at Wang Ai's distorted face on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing.

He had run into Wang Ai when he launched a sneak attack on the World Society last time, and he knew the old man's strength.

Something that left Wang Ai with no room to resist...

Xia He leaned closer and lowered her voice, "Will bewitching magic work on this thing?"

"No," Li Ang answered for her. "Parademons don't have independent consciousness; they are under the unified command of the hive's mother. Your mental attacks are ineffective against them."

Xia He's expression changed.

Mental manipulation is the foundation of her power; if this foundation becomes completely ineffective against the enemy…

"Enough," Gong Qing interrupted, turning to Li Ang. "You're showing us this for a very clear purpose."

"What's next? What are you planning to sell us?"

Li Ang snapped his fingers, and the holographic projection vanished.

The shop has returned to its original warm and bright appearance, but a new gashapon machine has appeared in the corner.

The machine was dark purple all over, with its outer shell engraved with bas-reliefs of intertwined snake patterns, skulls, and flowers.

A scarlet gem is embedded at the top, giving it an eerie and bewitching aura.

"You are all members of the Quanxing sect, but you do not follow the right path, so I do not intend to recommend any righteous goods to you."

Li Ang walked to the dark purple gashapon machine and gently patted the machine.

"This is a 'Dark Mythology' card pool that I prepared especially for you."

"The things inside are all top-tier abilities of unorthodox methods, illusions, and manipulation, which are in line with the Quanxing sect's approach."

Gong Qing walked over, bent down, and peered into the glass case.

The dark purple gashapon capsules rotated slowly inside the machine, each with eerie light patterns floating on its surface.

His gut told him that these things were dangerous.

But at the same time, his reason told him that in the face of disaster three months later, dangerous things were exactly what he needed.

"How much per time?" Gong Qing asked.

"Regular customers get a 100,000 chance, VIP customers get a 1 million chance," Li Ang quoted. "VIP customers get one free on every ten they buy."

"We, Quanxing, are not some wealthy, respectable sect," Gong Qing stated bluntly. "Those people in the imperial court have plenty of money to be made, while we, a bunch of wandering cultivators, struggle to even scrape together a few million."

"It's alright." Li Ang smiled and pulled out a POS machine-like device from under the counter. "For your first experience, I can give you a 10% discount."

Xia He's eyes lit up.

Discount?

This word has a fatal attraction for all people.

A million dollars takes some effort, but 90,000 dollars per person isn't too much.

Gao Ning, who had been huddled at the back since entering, couldn't help but squeeze forward a couple of steps.

"I'll go first, store manager."

Xia He was the first to raise her hand and winked at Li Ang.

"please."

Li Ang stepped aside, making a gentlemanly gesture.

Xia He walked up to the dark purple gashapon machine and touched the scarlet button with her slender fingers.

She glanced back at Gong Qing, who nodded slightly.

"Then... let's start drawing."

Xia He pressed the button.

A strange melody played inside the gashapon machine, and a dark purple light began to spin wildly, illuminating Xia He's delicate face with the light of a scarlet gem.

A deep purple gashapon rolled out of the exit.

Xia He picked up the gashapon capsule and opened it under everyone's watchful eyes.