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

Sarah turned around and faced everyone in the gashapon shop.

Her amber vertical pupils swept over every face, finally settling on the night sky outside the window.

There are no stars visible outside the window.

But her senses extended to the outer reaches of the solar system, where a colossal figure, obscuring the light of stars, was slowly approaching.

She licked her now-sharp canines.

"Everyone."

Sarah's voice became low and hoarse, with a kind of chilling pleasure.

"I've changed my mind. Killing Galactus would be too wasteful."

"I'm going to slice him up and make him into a top-tier sashimi dish of cosmic quality."

The gashapon booth was completely silent for a full five seconds.

"She's insane," Rocket was the first to speak. "She's insane."

"I like."

Frank muttered two words in a low voice from the corner, a rare twitch of his lips.

Darcy, huddled in a corner with the Tyrannosaurus Rex in his arms, muttered to himself, "I thought Wanda's transformation into a magical girl was ridiculous enough..."

Tony stood there, staring at Sarah for a moment, then he smiled.

There was a kind of excitement in the laughter that only a genius would feel when he sees another madman.

He took the polyhedral crystal out of the independent storage compartment.

The twelve facets of light swirled in his palm, illuminating half of his face with flickering light and shadow.

Tony waved and, clutching the crystal, went into the underground laboratory of the gashapon shop.

Despite being called a laboratory, it was actually just a storage room that Li Ang had crammed into using spatial folding technology, with several boxes of unopened popcorn piled up in the corner.

But the equipment is complete.

Jarvis's projection module unfolded in the air, and the dodecahedral crystal was suspended and fixed in the center of the scanning area.

A pale blue light seeped from every facet, casting a slowly rotating star map into the dimly lit room.

"Sir, the initial scan is complete."

Jarvis's holographic interface displayed a long stream of data, with the numbers refreshing so fast that the screen was flickering.

"It has a constant energy density, no decay curve, and contains high-dimensional information encoding."

"Translate it into human language." Tony rolled up his sleeves, his fingers already resting on the holographic control panel.

"This crystal contains a complete time-lock encryption system. The current scan shows 472 encryption layers, and the unlocking logic for each layer is different."

"Four hundred and seventy-two floors?"

Tony's fingers paused for a moment, then a near-morbid excitement appeared on his face.

"Interesting. That bastard Kang left me a math problem before he ran away."

He turned the crystal, and blue light reflected in his eyes.

"Jarvis, bring up all the code structures extracted when you reverse engineered Kang's armor, and compare them."

"Sir, I need to remind you that the estimated time for decrypting the first layer of encryption is forty-six hours."

"Forty-six hours?"

Tony scoffed and began to tap his ten fingers on the holographic keyboard simultaneously, so fast that the afterimages of his fingers overlapped three times.

"Watch me break you in twenty hours."

"Remember, we only have sixty-eight hours."

Tony didn't reply; his attention was completely absorbed in the blue ocean of data, his pupils reflecting the rapidly churning high-dimensional formulas.

The gashapon shop upstairs wasn't so quiet.

Sarah stood in front of the gashapon machine, her amber vertical pupils staring at the colorful knob, with traces of drool left from the fusion of the food cells still hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Her short, gray-blue hair lay flat against her forehead, no longer covered by the silver casing.

She looked like a gaunt woman who had been battered by life for over three hundred years.

Anyone standing within three meters of her could feel an instinctive discomfort, the physiological reaction of a creature at the bottom of the food chain facing a apex predator.

Rocket had retreated to the farthest corner of the sofa, clutching the launch tube, its paws tightly wrapped around the weapon, its fur bristling like a hedgehog's.

"She still has two more chances to win the prize."

Li Ang leaned against the bar, holding a new can of iced cola.

"Ms. Sarah, shall we continue?"

Sarah reached out, grasped the knob, and twisted it hard.

Click.

The gashapon machine buzzed for two seconds and then spat out a silver-white gashapon.

Sarah unscrewed it.

Inside was a small, silver dinner knife with a blade so thin it was almost transparent, and an extremely finely engraved pattern on the handle.

"Oh?" Li Ang leaned over for a look and raised an eyebrow.

"Melker's cleaver, a legendary kitchen tool in the culinary world, can cut the molecular structure of any known substance."

"With your culinary skills and acupressure techniques, this knife becomes a precision dissection instrument in your hands."

Sarah held the knife and flipped it twice. The blade made a very faint hum as it cut through the air, and her vertical pupils contracted slightly.

"The last time."

Sarah gripped the knob again.

This time, she did not pray.

Click.

What came out was a dark red gashapon capsule, its surface covered with fine biological patterns, which didn't look like anything normal.

Sarah unscrewed the capsule, and inside lay a small bottle of liquid.

The bottle is semi-transparent, and the liquid is a deep amber color, constantly bubbling with fine bubbles.

"This is……"

"A high-concentration nutrient solution for gourmet cells."

Li Ang's tone carried a hint of surprise.

"It is specially designed to accelerate the growth and adaptation period of food cells. Under normal circumstances, it takes at least six months to fully master the power of food cells."

"Drink this stuff, and it will shorten your lifespan to three days."

Sarah stared at the bottle for two seconds, then pulled out the cork and poured it down her throat.

The moment the amber liquid entered her throat, her vertical pupils dilated sharply, and the meridian lines on her entire body lit up briefly before quickly dimming.

She steadied herself against the bar and caught her breath.

"How are you feeling?" Star-Lord peeked half his head over from a distance.

"Hungry," Sarah's voice was hoarse.

"I'm very hungry."

"Stay away from her!" Rocket's voice came from behind the sofa. "The way she's looking at me is weird!"

"I'm warning you, raccoons don't taste good! They're all fur!"

Just then, Jane Foster walked over with two cups of hot coffee.

Her pace was neither hurried nor slow, and her face displayed the friendliness and curiosity unique to scientists facing unknown topics.

"Ms. Sarah, would you like a cup of coffee?"

Jane handed a glass to Sarah.

Sarah looked down at the glass of brown liquid, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

She took a sip, her expression subtle.

"Your drinks... are very bitter."

"It's like this the first time you drink it."

Jane sat down next to her and casually flipped open the holographic panel on the bracelet.

"I noticed that when you fused with the food cells just now, the meridian patterns that appeared on your body surface were different from any biological energy circuits we know of."

Jane spoke at a moderate pace and in a gentle tone, completely adopting the demeanor of an academic exchange.

"Your original body is based on the genetic foundation of the Zera aliens, modified with a cosmic energy shell bestowed by Galactus, and now further enhanced by the genetic rewriting of Gourmet Cells..."

Jane pushed up her non-existent glasses, a habitual gesture when she was thinking.

"In theory, you now have three completely different energy operation systems."

"The compatibility between these three systems is the most important issue to address."

Sarah put down her coffee cup, her amber-colored vertical pupils turning towards Jane.

"Are you an astrophysicist too?"

"Yes," Jane smiled slightly, "and I'm particularly interested in the operating modes of cosmic-level energy bodies."