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

Li Ang's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly suppressed his expression.

Mythical level, and it also carries the origin of the world.

This was much more rewarding than he had expected.

"Master Gong has done a great service this time." Li Ang smiled as he put the scales into the system. "This thing has quite a background."

"This is Aura's most treasured possession, taken by one of her generals, and we just grabbed it."

Gong Qing pushed up his glasses, his tone still as calm as ever.

"Just doing it on the spur of the moment." Li Ang savored those two words and smiled.

A mythical treasure capable of suppressing all low-magic creatures on the continent was simply "handled" by Quanxing.

These vultures really don't take the rules of this world seriously.

With a thought, Li Ang chose to decompose.

[Completed the decomposition of the balance scales, gaining 3000000 value points.]

Click!

In the corner of the shop, a gashapon machine, entirely gold and red and studded with gemstones, appeared out of thin air.

It was much more impressive than the previous beginner and intermediate gashapon machines, with a faint halo flowing around its body.

The members of Quanxing gasped in astonishment as they stared at the machine that had appeared out of nowhere.

"This...this is a high-end gashapon machine?" Gao Ning's eyes widened.

Li Ang appeared next to the high-end gashapon machine in a flash.

He turned to Gong Qing and held up three fingers.

"This act of obedience to the scales has come at a great cost."

"According to the rules, Quanxing can draw three times from the advanced gashapon machine."

Three-shot advanced gashapon.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Quanxing Sect began to breathe rapidly.

The items they got from the regular gashapon machines had already multiplied their combat power several times over.

Who knows how amazing the items in the high-end gashapon machines are?

"Three shots."

A slight change finally appeared on Gong Qing's face.

"I sent them all to rest, and now only the three of us are here. How are we going to divide these three shots...?"

Li Ang shrugged.

"Suit yourself, it's your entire sect's quota anyway."

Gong Qing's gaze swept over Xia He and Gao Ning beside him, before returning to the gold and red machine.

What you might get from three high-level gacha pulls is anyone's guess.

But he knew in his heart that these three shots could very well determine the status of Quanxing in the great battle three months later.

"I'll draw it myself." Gong Qing made his decision and walked to the gashapon machine.

Xia He and Gao Ning exchanged a glance, neither of them having any objections.

In terms of temperament and overall perspective, no one in the entire sect can compare to Gong Qing.

Giving him these three shots is the safest option.

But that's an extremely powerful ability; it would be a lie to say I wasn't tempted.

Their eyes were filled with desire, but when they saw Li Ang's figure, they could only suppress it.

Gong Qing placed his palm on the button of the gashapon machine, his deep breath carrying a hint of solemnity.

Just as he was about to press the button, Li Ang suddenly spoke.

"Wait a moment."

Gong Qing's hand stopped.

"Before you smoke, I have to remind you of something."

Li Ang's smile faded slightly, and his eyes became serious.

"The commotion you've caused in the magical world this time has gone a bit too far."

"What do you mean?" Gong Qing's eyebrows twitched.

Li Ang brought up the holographic screen, and the image showed Frilian standing in the middle of the valley, looking in the direction where the portal had disappeared.

"You've piqued this thousand-year-old elf's interest," Li Ang said, pointing to the screen. "She's already started following your trail."

The shop fell silent, and the expressions of the people inside became serious.

Li Ang had already warned him about the strength of the thousand-year-old elf, Frilian, which was enough to crush the current Quanxing.

"She can't catch up to here, can she?" Gao Ning asked somewhat guiltily.

"The portal was my doing; she can't crack it for now," Li Ang shook his head. "But the next time you go there, she might come looking for you."

These words dampened Gong Qing's excitement considerably.

Trying to fleece the sheep and attracting the sheep owner's attention is not a good thing.

"It's alright."

Gong Qing was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"Perfect, let's use these three high-grade gacha pulls to see if we can come up with a trump card to deal with her."

Looking at his calm and composed demeanor in the face of danger, Li Ang's eyes flashed with approval.

He truly deserves to be called the person who can unite this scattered group of Quanxing members into one.

"Then go for it." Li Ang leaned back. "Good luck."

Gong Qing no longer hesitated and pressed his palm down heavily.

The golden-red gashapon machine started running with a roar, and the gems on its body lit up one after another.

Colorful lights spun wildly inside the machine, making the entire shop glow.

All ninety-six pairs of eyes in the entire sect were fixed on the egg-laying opening.

Li Ang picked up his cola, took a sip, and had a smile on his face as he watched the show unfold.

A thousand-year-old spirit has come knocking on their door. Can the Quanxing Sect's advanced gacha pull turn the tide?

This show has only just begun.

In a distant magical world, Frilian crouched before a series of unfamiliar footprints, her fingertips tracing the strangely regular patterns on the soles.

"Invaders from another world."

She murmured to herself, a fighting spirit she hadn't felt in a thousand years igniting in her eyes.

"This time, I'll see just what you really are."