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

Li Ang stared at the string of numbers on the panel, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Send your clients to another world to fight monsters, and they will become stronger as they fight.

As people become stronger, they have higher consumption demands, and consumption drives system upgrades.

The system upgrade unlocks even better products, and these better products attract even more customers...

A perfect closed loop.

All Li Ang needs to do is sit in this recliner, open a portal, collect materials, and do the accounting.

At most, I can work as a part-time tour guide.

"A travel agency with cross-industry experience..."

Li Ang kept repeating the name, finding it increasingly intriguing.

Making money while lying down is no longer a dream.

He swiped away from the system panel, picked up the lukewarm can of cola, and took a swig.

As the morning sun first shone on Longhu Mountain in the distance, the snow on the ruins reflected a blinding white light.

The battlefield was not completely cleaned up yet, and the smell of scorched earth still lingered in the air.

But what Li Ang saw was not ruins.

What he saw was a group of walking wallets that were about to become long-term paying users, gradually recovering their vitality on this land.

"Tony's installment payments, Quanxing's spoils of war, Zhang Tianshi's training business..."

Li Ang counted on his fingers.

"With the remaining value points in Clark's hands, the system upgrade should be 50% complete in no time."

He glanced again at the newly appeared line of text in the corner of the system panel.

The Multiverse Watchers have noticed your behavior and are observing.

This line of text has been hanging there since last night and hasn't disappeared.

Li Ang stopped smiling and rubbed his lower lip with his thumb.

The observer is currently monitoring the situation.

I haven't done anything yet, I'm just watching.

Then let him see it.

Anyway, Li Ang runs a legitimate business and treats everyone fairly, young and old.

At most, the art style is a bit off, but it's not illegal.

"Come on, take a look."

Li Ang held up a Coke can towards the air.

Then the system popped up a new message.

The daily shop has been refreshed.

[Today's Limited Item: Cross-Dimensional Teleportation Mass Channel License (5 million value points)... Allows the host to open up to ten cross-dimensional teleportation channels simultaneously, with a 24-hour cooldown.]

Li Ang's eyes lit up.

Isn't this just a tour bus ticket from a travel agency?

"purchase."

No hesitation.

Purchase successful.

Li Ang put the license into the system space and lay back down in his chair.

half a month.

Once Zhang Zhiwei's injuries have healed, once everyone has recovered, and once all the scattered transactions have been completed.

His cross-industry travel agency officially opened.

The mornings at Longhu Mountain are very quiet.

Occasionally, a few bird calls could be heard in the distance, along with the loud snoring of someone in a tent.

Li Ang closed his eyes, a businessman's smile still lingering on his lips.

Business, you have to grow it step by step.

It can't be rushed.

For the next three days, Longhu Mountain transformed into a giant trading market.

Quanxing's stalls expanded from one to five, with Gong Qing, Xia He, and Gao Ning having a clear division of labor.

Gong Qing was in charge of negotiating with major clients, Xia He was in charge of retail, and Gao Ning was in charge of inspection and logistics.

When all the Apokolips supplies in those twenty-odd storage bags were emptied, the Quanxing trio's account balance froze at a number that left everyone speechless.

1.2 billion value points.

What does this number mean?

This is equivalent to tripling the combined wealth of everyone in the entire NaDuTong organization.

This is equivalent to Feng Zhenghao's entire human defense line's annual military budget.

"Brother Qing." Xia He closed the ledger, her hands trembling as she cracked sunflower seeds. "Have we... struck it rich?"

Gong Qing sat on a folding chair with his legs propped up on the table, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazing at the horizon of Longhu Mountain in the distance.

"It's been sent."

His voice was calm, but the light in his eyes was hotter than Darkseid's Omega rays.

Gao Ning stood to the side, arms crossed, his tone indifferent: "And then? What are we going to do?"

Gong Qing took the unlit cigarette out of his mouth, twirled it twice, and then tucked it back behind his ear.

"Then?"

He stood up, stretched his neck, and heard it crack.

"Then we went to find Li Ang."

"All 1.2 billion bet."

Xia He dropped the melon seeds in her hand.

"Are you crazy?"

"When has Quanxing ever been rational?" Gong Qing laughed, a laugh with the madness of a gambler. "This money is just depreciating if left untouched."

"We've sold out of everything on Apokolips. Who knows when we'll be able to pull off another big deal like this?"

"Why not just put them all into the gashapon machine?"

"If what we extract is potent enough, we can go to more dangerous places, do bigger things, and make more money."

"What's this called?"

"Snowball effect".

Xia He looked at Gong Qing, then at Gao Ning.

Gao Ning nodded expressionlessly, but he couldn't suppress the smile playing on his lips.

"Let's go."

After packing up their stall, the three of them headed towards Li Ang's platform.

The news spread very quickly.

When the news that "Quanxing is going to spend 1.2 billion to draw gashapon" spread on Longhu Mountain, almost everyone who hadn't left yet gathered around.

The rogue cultivators from Na Du Tong have arrived, as have the disciples from the Celestial Master's Mansion. Even Feng Zhenghao has sent several technicians to "observe and learn."

Tony, who was originally in the tent having Jarvis analyze the data from the signal tower, came over after hearing the news.

"All 1.2 billion?" He stood on the outskirts of the crowd, his eyes behind his sunglasses gleaming with interest. "These guys are even crazier than me."

Li Ang sat on the platform, with several colorful gashapon machines in front of him.

"Boss Li!" Gong Qing strode forward and slammed a black card displaying the balance onto the table. "Twelve billion, exchange it all for high-end gashapon toys."

Li Ang glanced at the number on the card, then looked up at Gong Qing.

"All in?"

"All in."

"Shouldn't you keep some for emergencies?"

"Quanxing doesn't need emergency funds." Gong Qing grinned, revealing his teeth. "We are someone else's emergency solution."

Li Ang couldn't help but chuckle.

This statement certainly has a Quanxing style.

"Okay." He pulled open the coin slot cover of the gashapon machine. "1.2 billion value points, at one million value points per premium gashapon capsule, that equals..."

"1,200 premium gashapon capsules."

Gong Qing's breathing quickened for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

"What about preference settings?" Li Ang asked.

Gong Qing thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xia He and Gao Ning.

Xia He shrugged: "I don't care."

Gao Ning said calmly, "Personal enhancement."

Gong Qing nodded and turned back to face Li Ang.

"The first 400 are for enhancing personal combat power, the middle 400 are for space and support functions, and the last 400..."

He paused for a moment.

"All preferences are open; it's all up to fate."

Li Ang's lips curved into a smile.

"You've got guts."

He entered the parameter settings on the system panel, and a buzzing resonance came from inside the gashapon machine.

The colorful light flowed within the transparent sphere, and hundreds of high-end gashapon capsules were being generated.

"All done." Li Ang patted the machine. "1,200 pellets have been loaded."

"We can start anytime."