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

Gong Qing then spoke up.

Two pieces of information collided in Gong Qing's mind, and the fragments quickly pieced together a complete picture.

If Frilian were to fight a demon general, there would inevitably be losses during the battle...

Fragments of a staff, broken ornaments, and even blood-stained hems of clothing.

All Quanxing had to do was wait on the sidelines.

Wait until the battle is over, and until the strong ones leave the field.

Then I rushed in to pick up the trash.

If they're lucky, the general will be defeated by Frilian but not completely killed, and the Quanxing can still finish him off and take the three black horns.

Empty glove white wolf.

"Change the plan." Gong Qing's lips slowly curved upwards.

"Everyone is now in tracking mode."

He stood up and brushed the grass clippings off his sweater.

"We won't fight that general."

"We'll follow it and wait for it to go find Frillie."

"Wait until they've exhausted each other... then we'll go up and collect the bodies."

Gong Qing pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses chilling to the bone.

"Master Gong, this move... is despicable."

Gao Ning, unusually, did not object; instead, he grinned and revealed a greedy smile.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The ninety-six members of Quanxing silently changed direction and followed behind the sixty-strong elite demon force.

The hunter turned into a vulture.

Far to the north, a silver-haired elf sat on a roadside stone, lost in thought, holding a magic book he had read countless times.

Standing beside her were a young swordsman with black hair and a young mage with pigtails.

The three people are walking south.

Two routes are converging.

Inside the Gacha Shop, Li Ang swiped open the system panel and looked at the data that was being updated in real time.

[Cumulative Revenue from the All-Out Expedition: 4700 million (converted value points)]

System upgrade progress: 14.2%

[Frilian World Magic Law Analysis: 7% (Continuously Increasing)]

He narrowed his eyes, a satisfied smile playing on his lips, the kind that comes with seeing an investment about to pay off.

"The Quanxing gang are indeed born predators."

"I wonder if they'll run into trouble after encountering that thousand-year-old elf..."

Li Ang popped a potato chip into his mouth and crunched it with a loud crack.

"Oh well, it's kind of funny to see a car crash."

……

the other side.

Wang Ye raised his hand, his fingertips gently twirling, and a faint hexagram appeared in his palm.

Zhuge Qing stood beside him, his eyes slightly closed, the light and shadow of the inner world flowing in his eyes.

The two stood on the edge of a cliff in Wudang Mountain. The night was as dark as ink, with only faint flashes of lightning in the direction of the Celestial Master's Mansion in the distance.

"You really know everything about that gashapon vendor?"

Zhuge Qing opened his eyes, his tone tinged with doubt.

"While we can't calculate the exact details, we can at least gauge the extent of the problem."

Wang Ye grinned, his Taoist robe fluttering in the mountain wind.

He pulled the black business card from his pocket; its surface gleamed with a metallic sheen and felt cool to the touch.

"The fact that Zhang Chulan was able to gain so many benefits from this thing shows that Li Ang isn't some kind of evil spirit."

"But I can't sleep if I don't figure out the details of this kind of sudden existence."

Zhuge Qing nodded; he understood Wang Ye's concerns.

The world of supernatural beings is already in enough chaos, and now a mysterious merchant who sells power across realms has appeared. We must find out who he is.

"Then let's give it a try." Zhuge Qing sat down cross-legged. "I'll use my inner vision to explore the path, and you can use the Qimen Dunjia divination method to assist me."

"Double insurance, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Wang also sat down opposite him, the divination symbols in his palm spinning faster and faster.

The night was darker.

Their breathing gradually synchronized, and the fluctuations of their Qi created visible ripples in the air.

Zhuge Qing's inner world unfolded, a void composed of a blue halo, with countless hexagrams and runes floating within it.

Wang Ye's Qimen Dunjia formation was in operation simultaneously, with the eight trigrams unfolding beneath his feet and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches returning to their positions one by one.

Their consciousness followed the trail left by the black business card, probing towards that unknown source.

Everything went smoothly.

It went so smoothly that it was unsettling.

Deep within the inner world, a door slowly opens.

Behind the door was pure darkness, nothing at all.

Zhuge Qing frowned, and his spiritual power cautiously extended forward.

Wang Ye's divination was spinning wildly, calculating the fortune or misfortune of each step.

Then they saw it.

One eye.

Eyes so large they defy description.

Those eyes occupied the entire inner world's field of vision, with countless cosmic lights and shadows flowing deep within their pupils.

The Milky Way is born in the pupil, and it is also annihilated in the pupil.

Time and space lost their meaning before those eyes.

"What is this...?" Zhuge Qing's voice trembled.

Wang also wanted to withdraw his mental energy, but it was too late.

The eye blinked.

boom!

Their mental worlds were shattered on the spot.

Zhuge Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew backward from his seated position, crashing into an ancient pine tree behind him and breaking it.

Wang Ye's condition was slightly better, but his face was still as pale as paper, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.

"Damn it, what the hell is this..." Wang Ye clutched his chest, feeling as if his internal organs were churning.

Zhuge Qing lay in the pile of broken wood, his eyes unfocused, muttering to himself.

"The universe, so many universes, are watching us..."

Wang Ye struggled to his feet and grabbed Zhuge Qing.

"Stop talking, let's go find that Li Ang."

"Why are you looking for him?" Zhuge Qing hadn't come to his senses yet.

"Apologize," Wang Ye gritted his teeth, "and then obediently pay for gashapon toys."

That glance just now was already a warning.

"If we continue to act recklessly, the next time it might not be as simple as a mental shock."

The two looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

It wasn't the fear of facing a powerful enemy, but the instinctive trembling of a living being when confronted with something completely incomprehensible.

"I believe it now." Zhuge Qing took a deep breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "This Li Ang really is a businessman from another industry."

"And the powerful backer behind him..." Wang Ye shook his head, "We can't afford to offend him."

In the darkness of night, two figures staggered away from Wudang Mountain, clutching the black business card in their hands.

On the surface of the business card, a line of small print is faintly visible.

Welcome, two intelligent guests.

Inside the Gashapon Shop of All Gods.

Li Ang leaned against the counter, holding a bucket of popcorn, and was happily watching the real-time monitoring on the system panel.

In the scene, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were both pale-faced and walking unsteadily.

"Tsk tsk, young people are just not honest." Li Ang chewed on popcorn. "This is clearly a legitimate store, but they still have to pull some tricks."

A prompt appears on the system panel.

[Warning mechanism triggered. Two targets have suffered a 37% reduction in mental strength and are expected to arrive at the shop in three hours.]

[Recommendation: Offer appropriate reassurance to convert them into stable customers.]