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

As Lu Jin spoke, he pulled a yellowed bamboo scroll from his sleeve with his right hand.

The moment the bamboo slip was unfurled, golden runes flew up from its surface, forming a dense array of runes in the air.

The Tongtian Record.

It can explore the origin of all things and seal evil spirits with the power of runes.

Zhang Zhiwei's smile faded slightly, and he glanced at Lu Jin.

This kid attacked without consulting him first.

Lu Jin's meaning was very clear...

He wanted to see for himself whether this "gacha merchant" was as sinister as the legends suggested.

If the other party can't even withstand the test of the Heavenly Talisman, then there's no need to continue the talks.

If we can handle it...

The golden runes spun and flew towards Li Ang, carrying a dense, probing power.

Li Ang sat on the throne and glanced down at the runes rushing towards him.

He didn't even move a finger.

hum!

An invisible wave emanated from the surface of his body.

The golden runes flying in mid-air suddenly stopped a meter away from Li Ang, and then...

They reversed back along the exact same route they came from, at the exact same speed and trajectory.

Lu Jin's eyes widened suddenly.

Before he could react, the runes had already crashed back onto the surface of the Tongtian Talisman.

boom!

The bamboo slip shattered into pieces in his hand, and golden light scattered and fell like dandelion seeds blown by the wind.

The impact pushed Lu Jin's body back two steps, leaving two skid marks on the floor beneath her feet.

His right hand was trembling slightly, and blood was seeping from the base of his thumb.

The shop was silent for three seconds.

Zhang Zhiwei whistled.

"Full counterattack."

Li Ang finally picked up the can of cola and took a sip.

"I have a passive skill: all hostile attacks and probes will be returned to the caster with the same force."

He looked at Lu Jin with a gentle smile and a kind tone.

"So, Mr. Lu, next time you want to inspect the goods, just ask."

"Don't use your hands."

The Tongtian Talisman, hailed as one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, was thus rendered utterly vulnerable.

It just shattered like that.

It wasn't even shattered by the opponent, but by its own power.

Lu Jin's face was extremely pale, his lips were pressed into a thin line, and he remained silent for a long time.

Zhang Zhiwei had been watching the commotion for a while when he finally spoke up slowly.

"Cough cough."

The old man cleared his throat and put on a peacemaker's smile.

"Young man, don't mind him. Old Jin is just a quick-tempered person. He didn't mean to offend you."

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Lu Jin's shoulder. The pat wasn't very hard, but Lu Jin's body stiffened for a moment.

"Isn't that right, Jin?"

Lu Jin closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the anger on her face had been forcibly suppressed.

"I was being presumptuous."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Li Ang waved his hand, appearing completely unconcerned.

"Eight out of ten customers who come to my shop want to inspect the goods first. Only a master like you would know to sit down and chat first."

He conjured two chairs from beside the throne and gestured for the two to enter.

"Sit down, let's talk this over."

"After all, the people from Na Du Tong and Tian Xia Hui alone are not enough to handle what's to come."

Zhang Zhiwei sat down on the chair, his slippers dangling from the stool's crossbar, looking exactly like a mischievous old man waiting for his food in a teahouse.

Lu Jin stood behind him, without sitting down.

The fragments of the Tongtian Talisman had dissipated, but the feeling of being devoured by one's own power still lingered in the palm of the hand.

The heat reminded him that the young man in front of him could not be judged by common sense.

"Then let's not beat around the bush."

Li Ang crossed his legs and tapped his finger on the armrest.

A holographic projection screen unfolds between the three people.

The video playing above is a recording of the battle at the Wang Family Manor three days ago...

The scene includes Tony transforming into Kamen Rider, the small starship plasma cannon cleaning up the area around the manor, and the final scene of Wang Ai being swallowed by a miniature black hole.

Zhang Zhiwei watched with great interest, occasionally uttering exclamations like "Wow!" and "Oh dear!"

Lu Jin's expression grew increasingly solemn.

After the recording ended, Li Ang turned off the projector.

"This is what you're facing."

He pointed to the lingering afterglow of the image in the air.

"After Wang Ai was assimilated, his combat power increased by nearly five times, while he only swallowed a small amount of residue."

"The regular parademons that will arrive three months later will be about three times stronger than Wang Ai in individual combat."

"If they assimilate the superhumans, they can perform at ten times the level of ordinary superhumans."

"The quantity starts at several hundred thousand."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked the stubble on his chin: "That man in red armor, is he your client?"

"My VIP," Li Ang corrected.

"What is his current combat strength?"

"Strictly speaking, he was capable of fighting against ten thousand men, but in order to protect the battlefield, he always held his ground."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded thoughtfully, then asked a question that made Lu Jin's expression change slightly.

"So, if I eat your fruit, to what extent will it affect me?"

"Master, your constitution is the best among all the clients I have ever met."

Li Ang's lips curled into a smile.

"When your cultivation reaches your level, no matter what fruit you eat or what template you fuse with, the effect will be magnified many times over."

He held up three fingers: "Conservatively speaking, your current combat strength is three to five times greater."

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes lit up.

"Master Zhang, this matter requires further consideration," Lu Jin finally couldn't help but speak up. "These things are of unknown origin; what if there are any long-term consequences..."

"What are the aftereffects?" Zhang Zhiwei turned to look at him. "Feng Zhenghao is lively and energetic after eating it, and that kid surnamed Zhang has grown quite a bit stronger after eating it."

"That's a mortal," Lu Jin said in a low voice. "You're a cultivator. What if the external force repels your internal energy..."

"That would be even better." Zhang Zhiwei slapped his thigh and laughed happily. "Even if they reject it, they can still be used as sparring partners."

Lu Jin's temple throbbed.

"Don't worry, everything here has been certified by the system and will not conflict with the user's own energy system."

Li Ang, watching the tug-of-war between the old man and the young man, interjected at the opportune moment.

"The Qi of your Extraordinary Realm is essentially a way of calling upon the source of life."

"My gashapon products are a different system; the two can coexist without conflict and can even amplify each other."

For example…

He snapped his fingers.

Next to the interstellar war gashapon machine, a new gashapon machine rises from the floor.

It is entirely emerald green, with patterns of mountains and rivers carved on its surface, and a small golden dragon sculpture coiled on top.

The exit of the gashapon machine was marked with four characters: Eastern Mythology.

"This is a new card pool that I specially allocated for our clients here."

Li Ang patted the emerald green machine.

"The things inside are geared towards your cultivation system..."

"Pills, magical treasures, fragments of cultivation techniques, and the blood essence of ancient divine beasts."

"Its compatibility with your Qi is over 90%."