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

The holographic projection lit up again, this time displaying not Apokolips, but a series of miniature worlds.

Each world is represented by a sphere of light, with a brief text description below it.

"I have passageways to other worlds here," Li Ang said, pointing to the orbs of light. "In some worlds, gold is everywhere, and in others, even a random stone is priceless."

"The key is... those worlds don't have the rules of your world of Outcasts."

The light from the projected image reflected off Gong Qing's glasses, completely captivating his attention.

"you mean……"

"My meaning is very clear." Li Ang's smile was gentle yet dangerous.

"I'll open the door for you. Go to those worlds and do what I want in the way the whole sect does."

"Then bring it back to me and exchange it for a gashapon toy."

"After you become stronger, you will be able to protect your universe in three months."

"It's that simple."

A way to ensure completeness.

These four words swirled in Gong Qing's mind three times.

What is the way to achieve completeness?

Stealing, robbing, cheating, and extorting.

The only difference is that the targets have changed from the supernatural beings and ordinary people of this world to the natives of other worlds.

"People from other worlds...you don't care?" Gong Qing asked tentatively.

"I'm just a businessman, not some savior," Li Ang said, shrugging.

"Leave some seeds, so we can harvest them again next time."

These words were exactly what Gong Qing wanted to hear.

Sustainable plunder.

This is much more sophisticated than a one-off deal.

"And," Li Ang added, raising his finger as a final condition.

"To participate in the defensive battle three months later."

"The Quanxing faction will contribute manpower and resources to fight alongside Na Du Tong, Tianxia Hui, and Longhu Mountain."

"Whoever has more battle merits will receive more access to cross-border passages later on."

This sentence is the real killer move.

If you perform well, you can continue to make money in other worlds; if you perform poorly, you'll get fewer tickets.

The Quanxing people are creatures born to act for profit. Tying profit and war together is more effective than any moral preaching.

Gong Qing remained silent for half a minute.

Xia He leaned closer, her fox tail swaying gently behind her.

"Mr. Gong, I think this deal is worth doing."

"I just tried out the new ability. If I use it a few more times, I'm confident I can control a monster at the level of a grandmaster uncle."

"On the battlefield three months from now, this ability will be an ace in the hole."

"No, maybe we'll be able to draw the ability to travel between different worlds in the future."

"Just like Zhang Chulan's ability to turn into light, he would probably be popular in any world."

Gao Ning squeezed in too, "I want to get stronger too! Please, Mr. Gong, agree! Fighting aliens isn't illegal!"

Gong Qing pushed up his glasses, his gaze shifting from Xia He to Gao Ning, and finally settling on Li Ang.

"I have one additional condition."

"explain."

"When they're making money across industries, you don't interfere with how the Quanxing organization allocates resources or operates internally."

Gong Qing's tone left no room for negotiation, carrying the pride of the Quanxing faction.

"We are only responsible for the results; the process is our own business."

"No problem." Li Ang's straightforwardness made Gong Qing a little wary.

"Also, I need detailed information on the demonic units." Gong Qing raised his second finger. "Know yourself and know your enemy; we don't fight unprepared battles."

"Zhang Chulan has the illustrations ready-made; we'll ask him for them later." Li Ang pulled out a contract template from under the counter and handed it over. "Press your fingerprint, and the cooperation will be effective."

Gong Qing took it and read it from beginning to end; the content was simple and clear.

Quanxing will participate in the defensive battle three months later. Li Ang will provide access to the cross-border passage, and both sides will get what they need.

There are no unfair terms or hidden traps.

Gong Qing pressed his thumb on the blank space at the bottom of the contract.

A purple light flashed across the contract, and the paper split into two copies. One copy remained in Gong Qing's hand, while the other flew back into Li Ang's drawer.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Li Ang stood up and clapped his hands.

"The first opening time for the cross-border passage is the early morning of the day after tomorrow. I will notify you of the meeting point via business card at that time."

"I've already chosen my target world..."

"A medieval fantasy world, teeming with monster materials and mineral veins. You can dig up anything and bring it back to exchange for gacha pulls here."

Gong Qing folded the contract and stuffed it into his pocket, then took one last look at the dark purple gashapon machine.

"The Quanxing Society will be present three months later."

Gong Qing and his men disappeared through the teleportation portal.

The shop quieted down again.

Zhang Chulan walked out from the corner; he had watched the entire negotiation from the side of the shelf.

"Boss, can we really trust these Quanxing people?" His face was full of doubt.

Whether someone is reliable or not is not important.

Li Ang picked up the instant noodle bowl and found it had clumped together, so he regretfully threw it into the trash can.

"The important thing is that they want to become stronger and make money, and both of those things are tied to me."

"Think about it, would a shrewd person like Gong Qing really offend a businessman who can open up cross-industry channels?"

Zhang Chulan thought about it and admitted that the logic was indeed sound.

"What about my commission?" He rubbed his hands together.

"Put this on the bill for now, and we'll settle the bill with you once they've made the money and spent it." Li Ang glanced at the system panel.

"However, the 500 million from Longhu Mountain will arrive in three days, and your commission..."

"Fifty gashapon capsules, I'll give them to you all at once."

Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up.

Fifty gashapon capsules.

With the remaining commissions from Nadutong and Tianxiahui, he now has a considerable number of gacha pulls saved up.

The Luo Tian Grand Ritual will open one month later.

At that time, he will not only face opponents of Zhang Lingyu's caliber, but also long-planned attacks from various forces.

With each additional gashapon capsule, I gain more confidence.

"Alright then." Zhang Chulan stretched. "I'm going back to sleep now. I have to deliver invitations to Wudang tomorrow."

"The Wudang faction is more orthodox, so they might not be as easy to talk to as the Quanxing faction," Li Ang reminded them.

"I know, but I have to try." Zhang Chulan waved his hand at Li Ang. "At most, I'll get a few beatings, but they won't kill me anyway."

He staggered toward the portal and disappeared into the blue light.

Li Ang sat alone in the empty gashapon shop and opened the system panel.

Today's revenue: 0 (First-time experience at Quanxing is free)

[Potential customer base expansion: +1 (All-round, estimated consumption potential: medium to high)]

System upgrade progress: 12.7%

[The cross-border passage is currently charging... It is expected to open early the day after tomorrow.]

The numbers weren't particularly impressive, but Li Ang was in a good mood.

On the surface, the Quanxing line doesn't seem to make money, but in reality, it's an excellent move.

These people have no bottom line, are highly motivated, and are willing to do anything to become stronger.

Let them go to other worlds and plunder resources and rare items, then bring them back to spend at the gacha shop...

It's like opening up a continuous source of fresh water.

"Quanxing goes to make money, Longhushan takes the lion's share, Tianxiahui handles logistics, and Dudutong coordinates the overall situation."

"The game in the world of supernatural beings is almost complete."

His gaze fell on the constantly jumping red countdown in the corner of the system panel.

[Estimated arrival time of the Apokolips fleet: 89 days, 14 hours, and 22 minutes]

"Almost there." Li Ang turned off the control panel and looked out at the dark night sky.

"I hope you can make money faster than those swarms of insects fly over."