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

Silver Surfer hovers silently in the vacuum, riding a silver skateboard.

He watched the spatial ripples left behind by the spaceship's jump, but did not immediately give chase.

"That force...couldn't it be the boss?"

His silver, smooth face was expressionless, but his tone revealed a hint of confusion.

His methods of devouring planets are exactly the same as those of his boss, the Planet Eater.

But that pure black particle was completely different.

Silver Surfer shook his head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

"Never mind, we just happened to discover a planet over there that is extremely rich in life energy."

"It's just right to use as a way to get rid of this problem."

Before he finished speaking, the skateboard beneath his feet burst forth with dazzling light, transforming into a silver streak that disappeared into the horizon of the starry sea.

No sooner had he left than the space where Planet Igor was located suddenly began to distort violently.

The already turbulent space was forcibly torn apart by an invisible hand.

A vortex of pitch-black mist appeared out of nowhere, swallowing the surrounding starlight.

A massive, suffocating half-body slowly emerged from the vortex.

The colossal creature was shrouded in darkness, holding a dim ball of light in its hand.

"The defective product still failed."

The giant creature spoke in a cold voice, its tone full of contempt.

"After spending so many years, they can't even achieve the most basic assimilation. What a waste."

He paused, his enormous head turning slightly.

His gaze swept over the gravitational waves and traces of black hole particles remaining in the void.

"However, it's worth noting that another planet-devourer has appeared in this universe?"

From the depths of the vortex, another urgent voice suddenly came.

"Come back quickly! Judge Aristam has detected something amiss!"

The giant creature snorted coldly, seemingly quite wary of the name.

The massive body rapidly shrank into a vortex.

The black mist vanished instantly, as if nothing had happened.

The very next second the vortex closed, a six-eyed giant radiating a dark red light appeared out of thin air.

Judge Arisham.

He simply stood there, and the space around him began to collapse because it could not withstand his weight.

Six enormous eyes, gleaming with a cold light, scanned the silent starry sky.

"Have the Dark Celestials descended upon this universe?"

Arithm's voice resonated directly in the vacuum, carrying immense pressure.

"There's still a life force resembling that of a Celestial Being... Who died?"

……

Inside Tony's luxurious spaceship.

The interstellar jump ended, and the spaceship glided smoothly through an unfamiliar star field.

The Guardians of the Galaxy, survivors of the ordeal, were sprawled out in the cargo hold.

Star-Lord collapsed onto the metal floor, panting heavily.

He turned to look at Yondu, who was equally disheveled, and a grotesque smile appeared on his lips.

"Old man, you almost turned into a cosmic popsicle just now."

"If it weren't for Stark's intervention, you'd be reporting to the King of Hell by now."

Yondu rolled his eyes and slapped Star-Lord on the back of the head.

"Shut up! I'm tough as nails!"

"Back when I was fighting my way in and out seven times, you were still wearing diapers!"

Star-Lord covered his head, about to retort, when Gamora kicked him in the shin.

"Save your energy."

Tony ignored the oddball father and son and headed straight for the independent laboratory at the bottom of the spaceship.

"Jarvis, give me a full scan."

A holographic projection lit up in the center of the laboratory, and a blue scanning beam swept across Tony's body from head to toe.

"Sir, the spirit stone is extremely saturated with energy and has now entered a forced dormant state."

Jarvis's voice immediately rang out, his tone unusually serious.

"What it swallowed was the very essence of the gods; the level of energy conversion exceeded all expectations."

"It is estimated that it will take three years for the spirit stones to be fully digested and reactivated."

Tony pursed his lips, clearly not expecting this outcome.

"Three years? In three years, Ultron will probably rule the universe!"

"But I have good news, sir."

A set of extremely exaggerated human physiological data popped up on the holographic screen.

"While the spirit stone is dormant, it will continue to release gentle energy to nourish your physical body."

"According to calculations, your physical strength will be comparable to Loki of Asgard in a week."

"In three months, you will be able to arm-wrestle with Thor using only your physical strength."

A glint flashed in Tony's eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

This deal is definitely a win-win situation.

To become a god in the physical body is a dream pursued by countless people.

"What's the status of the symbiote armor?"

Tony continued to ask.

"With only 20% capacity remaining, forcing it into battle won't make much difference compared to the Mark Armor."

Tony opened the safe at the bottom of the workbench.

There were several defective weapons inside.

That was a piece of top-grade Uru metal scrap gifted by the Dwarf King Eitri, and only this little bit remained.

"Atomize these metals and integrate them into the symbiotic liquid structure."

Tony gave the order without hesitation.

A white symbiote spread from his wrist, enveloping and devouring the Uru metal like a hungry wolf pouncing on its prey.

With a sickening metallic scraping sound, a layer of dark golden metallic luster appeared on the surface of the symbiote.

The symbiotic armor is slowly recovering.

After getting his gear ready, Tony leaned against the worktable, stroking his chin as he fell into deep thought.

The Amadam Spirit Stone is dormant, and Kamen Rider Stark is temporarily unable to use it.

Relying solely on the symbiote and the enhanced physical body to wander aimlessly in this monster-infested universe is far too risky.

Or should we just go back to the central courtyard?

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly came from outside the laboratory door.

Tony pushed open the door and stepped outside; the sight before him sent his blood pressure soaring.

Drax was wielding a large sword, howling as he slashed at the air.

He accidentally bumped into the expensive bar counter, shattering various fine wines and glass shards all over the floor.

"This knife is so light! But it feels surprisingly powerful!"

Drax burst into laughter.

In the corner, Groot was frantically pressing buttons on Tony's limited edition game console.

"I am Groot!"

On the other side, Rocket Raccoon was holding a plasma screwdriver and touching various parts of the spaceship.

"Let me upgrade this crappy spaceship; I guarantee it'll double the speed! It might not look very aesthetically pleasing though..."

Nebula and Gamora sat in a corner, wiping their knives, oblivious to the chaos around them.

Yondu was whistling, directing Yaka's arrows to circle above Star-Lord's head.

"That's enough!"

Tony roared, covering his face with his hands, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

The scene quieted down.

Everyone turned to look at the big shot who had just swallowed a planet.

"You bunch of guys are like a bunch of brats who accidentally gained superpowers!"

Tony pointed at Rocket's nose, his face full of anger.

"Put that panel down! Do you want us all to suffocate in a vacuum?"

Rocket pursed his lips, reluctantly threw down the screwdriver, and muttered, "Ungrateful wretch."

Tony sighed and rubbed his temples.

Should he return to the central courtyard now in the form of a mortal?

Go and face Steve and Frank's gang of freaks?

Facing that ultimate Ultron?

Impossible.

The word "exit" doesn't exist in Mr. Stark's dictionary.

"Li Ang! Stop hiding in the background and watching the drama unfold! Come out and do business!"

Tony shouted at the air.

A ripple, like waves, spread through the air.

Li Ang appeared out of thin air on the large leather sofa, holding a steaming cup of goji berry tea.

Next to him stood that colorful gashapon machine.

"Stark, don't get so angry."

Li Ang blew on the goji berries on the water's surface, his eyes gleaming with amusement, a smile appearing on his face.

"I just swallowed a god, why am I still arguing with these kids?"

"Enough with the nonsense." Tony stepped forward, his eyes burning with fervor.

"I don't want to slink back to the courtyard as a cheerleader."

"But how can we take these silly kids on a trip through space without some new toys?"

Tony pulled out the black unlimited overdraft card and slapped it directly onto the gashapon machine's sensor area.

"Give me a premium ten-pull!"

"Today I'm going to empty the entire stock from this machine!"

Star-Lord came closer, his eyes shining.

"Hey Tony, can you get one for me too? I want something for self-defense."

Tony glanced at him sideways and let out a cold laugh.

"You even blew up your own father, do you still need self-defense?"

"Get out of my way, don't steal my good luck."

Li Ang put down his teacup and snapped his fingers.

"Sorry, gashapon machines no longer accept low-denomination US dollars!"

"You can use energy-infused currency, or some special items..."