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

Li Ang took a sip of cola and did not refute.

Gong Qing was right; controlling the power of giants is indeed simple and brutal... grow bigger, punch, stomp.

For low-level superhumans like Qian Chuanzi who lack fighting skills, it's actually easier to master than precision-type abilities.

"Then let's include him in the front line," Tony decided. "Have him come to me first thing tomorrow morning, and Jarvis will make an adaptation plan for him."

He turned to Li Ang: "How much inventory do you have left?"

"Regular gashapon toys? We can have as many as you want." Li Ang shrugged. "But whether they'll give you anything good is not up to me."

"What about a higher-end one?"

"You know the price of high-level services; as long as you can afford it, there's no limit."

Tony nodded and tapped his fingers on the table a few times.

"Here's the plan for tomorrow..."

"This morning we continued with the second round of selections for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, finalizing the specific groups and battle positions for the fifty seeded contestants."

"In the afternoon, everyone will be on high alert. Na Du Tong will be responsible for the evacuation of civilians, Long Hu Shan and Quan Xing will guard the first line and the two flanks respectively, and Tian Xia Hui and other forces will fill the second line."

"In the evening, all frontline personnel will gather for a simulated combat training exercise."

"What do we use to simulate it?" Wang Ye asked.

Tony glanced at Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao understood and pulled up an introductory image from his computer.

"I've drawn a batch of holographic simulation missiles." He waved a silver sphere that appeared out of thin air in his hand. "If you throw it, it can generate mimic monsters within a one-kilometer radius. The number is controllable, and the combat power is adjustable."

"It disappears when broken and won't cause any real damage, but the tactile and oppressive sensations are 100% replicated."

The expressions of the people around the table were subtle.

Sixty-eight hours.

Less than three days.

"Meeting adjourned." Li Ang stood up. "Everyone better be on your toes tomorrow."

As he reached the door, he paused, glancing back at the group of people inside.

Tony was on the phone with Jarvis, Lao Liao was assigning tasks over the walkie-talkie, Zhang Zhiwei was resting with his eyes closed, and Gong Qing was pushing up his glasses, seemingly lost in thought.

Wang Ye, unusually, didn't slouch like Ge You; instead, he sat upright, staring at the red markers on the holographic map.

"Don't die, everyone," Li Ang said, then pushed open the door and left.

The night breeze carries the fresh scent of pine forest, and the night sky over Longhu Mountain is filled with stars.

As Li Ang walked down the stone steps, a new prompt appeared on his retina on the system panel.

[Increased signal strength detected from the outer atmosphere...]

The estimated arrival time of the Parademon vanguard fleet has been revised to 61 hours and 17 minutes.

……

At 5:30 a.m., the morning mist on Longhu Mountain was as thick as soy milk that couldn't be dissolved.

Tony woke up in a rest pod at the temporary command post with a splitting headache.

He only slept for three hours last night, and his dreams were filled with images of Parademons descending from the sky.

"Sir, abnormal spatial fluctuations have been detected."

Jarvis's voice rang in my ears.

Tony sprang up reflexively, and the miniature panel on his wrist flashed red wildly.

"Energy level?"

"Unknown, frequency indicates high-dimensional space invasion, non-material attack."

Tony cursed and grabbed the energy drink from the table, taking a swig.

"Notify Lao Liao to have all frontline personnel on standby," he ordered as he put on his armor. "I'll lead a team to check out the branch venue."

The alloy plates of the armor spread out from the spirit stone on the chest, covering the area within three seconds.

Tony pushed open the hatch; the thick fog outside made it almost impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.

A dozen elite members of the All-Knowing Gang had already gathered at the entrance, each with a tense expression on their face.

"Stay close to me."

Tony activated the thrusters, hovering in mid-air.

The armor's detection system scanned a path through the thick fog, pointing directly to the perimeter of the sub-venue.

The closer you get, the thicker the air becomes.

The surrounding metal structures began to creak and twist, and several lampposts bent into a pretzel shape.

"What the hell is that..." someone muttered behind him.

Tony didn't reply; his attention was entirely focused on the thicker fog ahead.

In the center of the fog, a figure was floating.

The long black robe seemed to be lifted by an unseen wind, and the hood covered most of his face.

Only the outline of his chin was visible, as pale as a corpse.

"Unidentified life form," Jarvis warned. "The energy fluctuations are extremely unstable; it is recommended to keep your distance."

"Suggestions my ass."

Tony raised his right hand, and the energy cannon in his palm began to charge.

The man in black robes finally moved.

"You shouldn't have touched that machine."

He slowly raised his head, and two red lights appeared in the shadows under his hood.

The sound didn't seem to come from a mouth; it was more like it was vibrating directly in the air.

Each syllable carries a condescending pity.

"Your deal with that gashapon machine is disrupting the causality of this timeline."

The man in black robes continued, his tone completely flat.

"You think those powers are a gift, but they are actually poison."

"Every transaction tears apart the foundations of the world, and by the time you realize it, this place will be nothingness."

Tony laughed after hearing this.

"Are you finished speaking?"

"listen to me……"

"Shut up."

The energy cannon exploded with a roar.

A beam of blue-white light tore through the thick fog and hurtled towards the black-robed man's chest at supersonic speed.

However, when the beam was three feet away from the target, it seemed to hit a mud pit, its speed dropped sharply, and it eventually dissolved completely.

The man in black robes raised his right hand.

The surrounding air began to distort, and Tony felt a tearing sensation coming from the joints of his armor.

Jarvis kept popping up red alerts.

"The energy shield is disintegrating; immediate retreat is recommended!"

"Decompose my ass."

Tony crossed his arms in front of him, and the spirit stone at his waist emitted an even stronger red light.

The power of the black hole form was activated, and two miniature black holes condensed in his palm.

Just then, a lazy voice came from behind.

"What's all the noise about so early in the morning?"

Li Ang slowly walked out of the back door of the sub-venue, holding a steaming cup of coffee.

"So you're... the gashapon merchant?"

The black-robed man paused noticeably for a moment while hovering.

"Yeah," Li Ang yawned. "Who are you? Coming here to cause trouble so early in the morning?"

A line of red text popped up on his retina.

[A higher-dimensional observer has been detected stealing the rules of the world...]

[It is recommended to expel them immediately, otherwise the system upgrade progress will be hindered.]

"You're brave, daring to steal from my house."

Li Ang's eyes turned cold.

"Wait, I just..."

The man in black robes seemed to sense something and began to back away.

"You're nothing but a stray dog."

Li Ang snapped his fingers, and a picture appeared before his eyes.

The entire space seemed to be paused for a moment; the thick fog solidified, the wind disappeared, and even the distorted force field around the black-robed man froze.

Behind the man in black robes lies the destruction of countless planets.

"If I'm not mistaken, your hometown didn't survive, did it?"