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

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The worst thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet!

Peter had just picked up a lamb skewer when it fell onto the table.

He took three steps back, crossed his arms in front of his chest to make a big X, and shook his head like a rattle drum.

"Excuse me, sir! If Aunt May knew I'd squandered $100,000, she'd skin me alive!"

"Besides, we're still figuring out next month's rent; we simply don't have the money to pay that $100,000!"

Li Ang put away the gashapon capsule and pursed his lips in exasperation.

Sure enough, although there are many superheroes, most of them are poor.

Unfortunately, it's very difficult to save money in this country.

Not to mention, you never know when a villain will appear and smash up your car, which you haven't even finished paying off your loan for, and destroy your house.

At this moment, the red oil in the hot pot was bubbling violently, emitting a rich aroma.

But the people in the gashapon shop didn't start eating right away.

The old wall-mounted TV was broadcasting live news.

The landscape of Sokovia is ravaged by war.

Although Ultron was pulverized along with the entire continent by Vision's punch, all the civilians were safely evacuated by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Helicarrier.

But the city has been completely erased from the map.

Countless refugees huddled in makeshift tent areas, staring blankly at the dust falling from the sky.

"The Ultron crisis has been averted, but according to sources, the source of this near-destruction of Midgard was the Avengers themselves."

The news anchor's voice echoed throughout the store.

The television screen even displayed the Stark Industries logo and footage of Ultron destroying Avengers Tower when he was first created.

The atmosphere inside the room plummeted to freezing point, utterly silent.

Steve stared at the scalding hot pot, but had no appetite whatsoever.

"We have created a demon."

Steve's voice was hoarse.

"We intended to armor the central courtyard, but we almost blew it up."

Banner lowered his eyes and silently recited a calming mantra.

Thor stopped clamoring for a drink, plopped down in a chair, and sullenly gulped down a mouthful of dark beer.

Natasha and Barton exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

They were secret agents, accustomed to killing and cleanup.

But this level of disaster still put them under tremendous pressure.

Peter Parker stood to the side, cautiously shrinking his neck.

He could sense the deep self-reproach and exhaustion emanating from these great heroes.

"Ugh, so annoying! I finally get to eat hot pot, and I have to watch this depressing news!"

Darcy grabbed the remote and pressed the channel change button hard.

"You've done your best! Everyone was rescued, and the world didn't end, did it?"

As Darcy continued his rant, he switched the camera to a business and finance channel.

"Stop looking so gloomy, hurry up and eat the meat! The boss said tripe shouldn't be cooked for too long!"

The television screen flickered and switched to a press conference.

In the video, a bald man wearing a sharp, high-end bespoke suit stands on a podium, his face glowing.

"Gentlemen, Stark Industries' closure of its weapons division has left a huge void in Midgard's defense history."

Darren Klaus spoke eloquently into the microphone, his hands resting on the table, his manner highly persuasive.

"Ultron's rampage proves that over-reliance on uncontrolled super artificial intelligence and gigantic armor is a dead end."

"And today, Klaus Technology will show you what the ultimate form of warfare is."

He snapped his fingers, and a set of yellow and black battle armor design drawings lit up on the large screen behind him.

"I call it the Wasp Suit."

"It can shrink the human body to the size of an insect while retaining all of the human's strength or even magnifying it several times over."

Darren Klaus spread his arms wide and proclaimed loudly like a charlatan.

"Imagine an unseen army capable of infiltrating any impregnable fortress and carrying out a perfect decapitation strike!"

"This will completely change the future landscape of warfare!"

Steve looked up, glanced at the TV screen, and immediately lost interest.

"Shrunk to the size of an insect?"

Patton sneered and picked up his chopsticks to take a piece of beef.

"This is even more outrageous than Justin Hammer's claim. Reducing the interatomic distance? That violates basic laws of physics."

"Even if it were true, what kind of war situation could one ant change? I could crush a hundred of them with one stomp."

Thor scoffed at this.

"This suit seems interesting. Maybe we can get creative, like making a... Spider-Man suit?"

As Halikina watched the news, he boldly offered his own speculation.

Peter Parker, who was about to speak, tensed up, gave an awkward smile, and said, "Sounds good, though."

Darcy: "Let's turn off the TV and eat properly!"

Everyone treated the news as a joke about a clown jumping around, and turned around to fight for food in the hot pot.

Li Ang stroked his chin, staring at the television screen with a playful look in his eyes.

Darren Krauss.

Hornet suit.

Pym particles.

As the Age of Ultron begins, Ant-Man will soon appear in everyone's field of vision.

Li Ang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and pondered how to proceed with this deal.

Scott Langley Scamander, the second Ant-Man, is a habitual thief who has just been released from prison and can't even afford to buy his daughter a birthday present.

The original Ant-Man, Hank Pym, was indeed wealthy, but the old man was extremely stubborn and would never easily open his wallet.

Li Ang watched as the Avengers almost came to blows over a piece of shrimp paste inside the store.

Then look at Peter Parker, the poor high school student sitting in the corner, who even has to carefully budget his subway fare.

"How come all the superheroes in this world are a bunch of penniless bums?"

Li Ang leaned back in his chair and let out a long sigh.

"Looks like I need to think of a way to proactively go out and expand my customer base."

"System, can you take me to other parallel universes? Like the mutant universe?"

[System updated to the next level, unlocking the Mutant Universe! Please continue your efforts, host!]