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

click!

With so much groundwork laid, Coulson didn't hesitate and immediately turned on the gashapon.

A burst of golden light erupted.

The entire living room was once again bathed in gold.

"Another Golden Legend?!" Pietro jumped up from the sofa.

Darcy covered his eyes, peeking through his fingers: "What day is this? Wholesale Golden Legend?"

"I am Groot!"

He said, "Did you secretly burn incense today?"

After finishing the translation, Rocket was stunned, staring at the thing that slowly emerged from the golden light.

The light faded layer by layer.

Coulson opened his palm, and a piece of fruit lay in his palm.

The outer surface is covered with dense spiral patterns, and the overall shape looks like a bear paw.

"This is……"

Coulson held the fruit up to his eyes and turned to look at Leon.

Li Ang put the cup back on the shelf, turned around, and braced his hands on the edge of the counter.

He looked at the fruit in Coulson's hand, a very subtle expression appearing on his face.

It wasn't surprise, it was unexpected.

"Paw-Paw Fruit".

Li Ang uttered four words, his tone carrying a hint of emotion that even he couldn't hide.

"In its original universe, the holder of a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit has a nickname... Tyrant."

"Tyrant?" Steve frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Literal meaning."

Li Ang walked out from behind the counter, circled around to Coulson, and pointed to the spiral patterns on the fruit's surface with his finger.

"Since we have a new client, I'll start by explaining the system."

"Devil Fruits are divided into three main categories... Logia, Zoan, and Paramecia."

"After consuming it, the user will gain corresponding extraordinary abilities."

"The price is that you can't swim in water containing Seastone, and any item that comes into contact with Seastone becomes useless."

"Of course, this restriction is basically non-existent here, since the laws of the world are different."

"The key is the ability itself."

Li Ang held up one finger.

"The core ability of the Paw-Paw Fruit can be summed up in one word... bounce off."

"Bounce away?" Drax tilted his head. "Bounce away from what? The rock?"

"everything."

The living room fell silent for a second.

"Physical attack, deflected."

"Energy attack, deflected."

"Air, bounce away."

Li Ang's voice was flat, like he was reading a menu.

"Even... pain, fatigue, and injuries can be drawn out of the body and bounced away."

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unable to suppress their excitement despite having witnessed numerous formidable abilities.

"Wait." Doctor Strange took a step forward, his cloak trembling uncomfortably behind him.

"You're saying pain and fatigue can be bounced away? That's not a physical operation; it's a direct interference with an abstract concept."

"right."

"Is this a rule-level ability?"

"Close to it," Li Ang corrected. "It's not truly at the rule level, but the logic it operates on has already touched the boundaries of concepts."

"Users of the Paw-Paw Fruit can use the pads of their palms to touch a target and send anything flying at the speed of light..."

"Including things that cannot be touched."

Wanda's ruby ​​wand suddenly spoke on its own: "Interesting."

"From a magical perspective, this is equivalent to giving the user a physical interface to the concept of existence itself."

"Could you please not speak so suddenly?" Wanda hid her wand behind her back.

"Don't hide it anymore, it's very accurate." Leon glanced at Wanda, then turned back to Coulson.

"Agent Coulson, eat it."

Coulson looked at the fruit in his hand, then at Leon, and finally looked down at his own hand.

Those were the hands of an ordinary person.

There was no super serum, no magical runes, and no trace of metal modification.

His nails were neatly trimmed, and there were calluses on the base of his thumb from holding a gun.

"I have a question," Coulson said, his voice as steady as ever.

"ask."

"After eating, can I swim in regular water?"

There was a half-second silence in the audience, and then Pietro burst out.

"Dude, you're about to gain the ability to launch everything into the air, and you're only concerned with swimming?"

"I go to the swimming pool every Tuesday and Thursday," Coulson said earnestly.

"Eat up, look, Thor's fine too." Li Ang patted him on the shoulder.

Coulson nodded and took a bite.

"How does it taste?" Darcy leaned closer.

Coulson chewed with difficulty, his facial muscles twitching three times, as if he were chewing a piece of rubber tire soaked in vinegar.

Gum!

He swallowed it with difficulty.

"The 'Hou Li Crab' is absolutely the worst thing I've ever eaten in my life."

"At first, I thought the bureau chief and the others were just putting on an act when they said the food tasted bad!"

"Even worse than the Wednesday specials at the S.H.I.E.L.D. cafeteria?"

Klee raised an eyebrow, her tone full of teasing.

"A hundred times worse than the taste."

Coulson looked down at his palms and noticed an almost invisible layer of soft, fleshy pads on his fingertips, which felt like bear paws.

He tried clenching his fist, then relaxed it.

"Give it a try?" Li Ang took two steps back, raised his chin towards the training ground, and said, "Don't go to the basement, just try it here."

"Try what?"

"Slinging people."

Li Ang glanced around at everyone in the living room, his gaze finally settling on Star-Lord, who was sprawled on the sofa rubbing his chin.

This guy is obviously a good choice.

"Quill, come here."

"It's me again?"

Star-Lord pointed to his own nose.

"Please, please be kind to this old man in his twenties and let me rest!"

Coulson smiled slightly. "I'll be gentle."

"That sword swing you just used up a lot of energy, didn't it? Let me help you shake off the fatigue!"