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

Li Ang's voice was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

"How could you...?"

The man in the black robe trembled violently.

"The fact that you were able to escape across timelines means your side is already finished." Li Ang took a sip of coffee. "Using such useless trash who can't even defend their own homeland, what right do you have to come here and lecture us?"

"You don't understand!" The black-robed man's voice finally crackled with emotion, a near-desperate roar. "That machine will devour everything! We're here because..."

"Because you're stupid."

Li Ang waved his hand.

An unparalleled repulsive force exploded from the void, like an invisible giant hand, squeezing the black-robed man and the distorted force field around him into a ball.

"Get lost."

The figure in black robes began to disintegrate, turning into countless specks of light that vanished into the air.

Only a tiny crack remained, slowly healing in the morning mist.

The higher-dimensional observation has been successfully expelled.

[Absorbing residual causal energy...]

System upgrade progress: 25.4%.

Li Ang nodded in satisfaction and took another sip of coffee.

"Boss Li is awesome!"

Tony landed back on the ground and deactivated his armor.

Looking at Li Ang's sleepy appearance, he simply couldn't connect this person with the one who had just waved his hand and expelled higher-dimensional beings.

"No problem." Li Ang waved his hand. "You guys keep going, I'm going back to catch up on some sleep."

He turned and walked back, but suddenly paused.

"By the way, Tony."

"Um?"

"Don't take what that guy said to heart." Li Ang turned around, unusually serious for once. "Gashapon machines are indeed changing the world, but change doesn't mean destruction."

"You use it to become stronger and protect everything you want to protect; that is the best proof."

After saying that, he really went back to sleep.

……

As the thick fog dissipated, Gong Qing, who was on a distant high ground, turned his gaze away from the point of conflict.

He leaned against a pine tree and adjusted his glasses.

The light reflected from the lenses obscured his expression.

"interesting."

He had seen the invasion of the higher-dimensional beings just now very clearly.

This includes how Li Ang banished the other party from the universe with a snap of his fingers.

But what he cared about more was something else.

Chen Er, a disciple of the Quanxing sect, just left the group.

Gong Qing glanced at the camp out of the corner of his eye; Chen Er was sneaking towards the others.

Those who betray the entire society will not have a good end.

Gong Qing did not expose him immediately, but hid behind a tree, intending to see what his disloyal subordinate was planning to do.

……

Inside the newbie camp, Qian Chuanzi was cleaning up an empty syringe.

While the power of the giants is immense, the fatigue after each transformation is also very real.

He slept for ten hours last night, and when he woke up, his muscles were still sore all over.

You need to practice more.

Money String muttered to himself as he put the syringe back into his bag.

The bracelet suddenly started vibrating.

He looked down and saw an anonymous text message with no source record.

If you want to survive, don't trust anyone; this is just a higher-dimensional game.

Qian Chuanzi was stunned.

He stared at the screen, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Who sent this? Why did they send it to me? What does "game" mean?

"The Chen brothers?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Qian Chuanzi turned his head and saw Chen Er standing outside the tent, with his usual honest smile on his face.

"Training so early?" Chen Er walked in, his gaze lingering for a second on the bracelet on Qian Chuanzi's wrist. "How did you sleep last night?"

"good."

Qian Chuanzi casually replied, but his vigilance was already at its peak.

The words of that anonymous text message echoed in my mind.

Don't trust anyone.

"That's good." Chen Er smiled and took out a black crystal from his pocket. "Oh, right, this is for you."

"What is this?"

"Amulet, I stole it from the Quanxing Treasury..." Chen Er explained, "Oh no, I took it out. Wearing it can protect you from mental attacks."

The money swivel didn't accept.

He stared into Chen Er's eyes, and there was something wrong with those eyes.

Too hasty.

"No need, I've already drawn the new ability, you can keep it for yourself."

Qian Chuanzi scratched the back of his head and gave a silly smile.

"Is that so..." Chen Er's smile froze for a moment.

He retrieved the crystal and turned to leave.

As he reached the tent entrance, he glanced back at Qian Chuanzi, his eyes as cold as a venomous snake.

"Then be careful."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, the list of candidates for the second round of selection scrolled on the holographic screen.

Li Ang stood on the podium, holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee.

"No fighting today."

His voice carried throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"The fifty finalists were divided into five groups and went to the quarantine area behind the mountain to conduct a defense line garrison drill."

"You are about to face holographic mimic monsters, whose numbers and strength are close to those of real Parademons."

"The rules are simple: hold out for two hours and walk out alive."

There was an uproar below.

"Two hours?"

How powerful is the holographic mimicry monster?

"To walk out alive...does that mean someone will die?"

Li Ang took a sip of coffee, ignoring the doubts.

"The list has been divided. Go to the corresponding area according to your group."

"Also, attacks between team members are prohibited during the drills."

"Those who violate this rule will be eliminated immediately."

The murmurs below subsided considerably.

Qian Chuanzi glanced at the group information displayed on his bracelet.

[Third Group: Defense of the Western Pass]

[Members: Qian Chuanzi, Chen Er, Master Liu, Li Sanniang...]

When he saw Chen Er's name, his heart skipped a beat.

"We feel like we're doomed."

……

The mountain pass on the west side of the back mountain.

This is a narrow valley with steep rock walls on both sides and only a ten-meter-wide passage in the middle.

The defense is not difficult, but it requires a high level of teamwork.

Qian Chuanzi stood in the middle of the passage, with Master Liu and Li Sanniang on his left and right respectively.

Chen Er stood at the very back, responsible for providing remote support.

"Are you ready?"

Feng Zhenghao's voice came from the holographic projection in the sky.

"Countdown to the start of the drill: three, two, one..."

boom!

The ground shook.

From the mist at the end of the passage, countless dark figures emerged.

Those holographic mimic monsters were almost identical to Parademons, with black skin, twisted limbs, and scarlet eyes.

There are at least a hundred of them.

"They're here!"

Master Liu drew his magic sword, and golden energy surged from the tip of the sword.

Li San Niang formed a hand seal, and a wall of fire appeared in front of her.

Qian Chuanzi took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and bit his tiger's mouth.

Golden lightning struck, and high-temperature steam exploded.

A 15-meter-tall giant stood proudly in the center of the passage, smashing the three monsters at the front with a single punch.

The coordination was fairly smooth.

But Qian Chuanzi always felt that something was wrong.

He glanced at Chen Er behind him out of the corner of his eye. The other man was gathering Qi, his expression focused like that of a competent teammate.

But consider the other person's strange behavior...