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

The chaos lasted for a full twenty minutes.

Lao Liao, along with staff from NaDuTong, set up a cordon to maintain order while registering purchase intentions.

Li Ang did not rush to open for business. Instead, he had all the people who wanted to buy gashapon toys divided into three tiers based on their power and economic strength.

First tier: Sect leaders and elders of major sects, who directly use the VIP channel.

The second tier consists of small and medium-sized sects and independent cultivators with sufficient funds. Their registration information will be used to schedule appointments.

The third tier: young people with little money but good potential. Li Ang left them another path.

"Those with good aptitude but no money can go to another world to work, just like the Quanxing."

Li Ang announced the final rule into the loudspeaker.

"I will buy back the resources at market price and use the proceeds to offset the cost of the gashapon (gacha)."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of those young people who had been dejected because of their lack of money lit up.

Working in another world? And it can even be used as a discount?

Isn't this just using war to sustain war?

The competition in the arena continued, but everyone's attention had already flown to the gashapon machine.

The remaining 37 elimination slots were quickly filled in the next half hour, as many people directly conceded defeat and withdrew from the competition to queue up and register to purchase information.

Ultimately, fifty finalists were selected.

Longhu Mountain has nineteen, Quanxing has eleven, Tianxiahui has eight, Wudang has three, and independent cultivators and small sects have a total of nine.

After the list was announced, Li Ang had Lao Liao announce the arrangements for the second half.

"All those who have advanced will participate in the second round of selection tomorrow. The format will be announced separately."

"For the rest of the day, those who want to buy gashapon toys can line up, and those who don't can rest on their own."

The first day of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony has come to an end, but the real madness has only just begun.

From 3 p.m. to 9 p.m., over six hours, the All-Heavens Gashapon House hosted more than 300 extraordinary customers through a temporary branch venue.

A regular gashapon costs 100,000 per use, while an intermediate gashapon costs 1 million per use.

Most people chose the regular gashapon toys.

One hundred thousand yuan is a huge sum for ordinary people, but for cultivators who have been in the world of supernatural beings for many years, it is only a few months' income.

Moreover, after seeing those displays with my own eyes today, who wouldn't be tempted by the prospect of spending 100,000 yuan to change their destiny?

Those who were lucky enough to draw a potion that could enhance their physique, a talisman that allowed them to teleport short distances, or even a short sword that could cut through the flow of Qi.

Even if you're unlucky, you won't lose a fortune; at worst, you'll get recovery consumables or one-time protective items.

But what truly surprised Li Ang was an inconspicuous young rogue cultivator.

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, wearing a faded old jacket, and was at the very end of the line.

His Qi was so weak that it was almost imperceptible, placing him at the very bottom of the social hierarchy among the supernatural beings.

"Just 100,000 yuan?" he asked Lao Liao timidly. "I've saved up for three years, just enough for one time."

Old Liao glanced at him and nodded.

The young man slapped his palm on the button of the gashapon machine, and his hand was trembling as he held the gashapon that came out.

He twisted open the capsule, and inside lay a seed.

It's about the size of a palm, covered with a layer of emerald green light film, radiating a warm and abundant life force.

A prompt appears on the system panel.

Bulbasaur (Planting Version)

When Li Ang saw the result, his hand holding the cola paused for a moment.

Bulbasaur, a cultivated version?

It may seem like the lowest-level initial form of a Pokémon, but given the ability to evolve, its growth potential is limitless.

Especially for a low-level superhuman with weak Qi, a living partner who can fight alongside them is more effective than any weapon or potion.

"What is this?"

The young man held the seeds, looking completely bewildered.

"Your partner."

Li Ang walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Hold it in your palm, infuse it with your Qi, and it will hatch."

The young man held the seed in his palm with some skepticism, closed his eyes, and guided the meager amount of Qi in his body to it.

The emerald green film flashed, and a crack appeared on the surface of the seed.

Two cracks.

Three paths.

Snapped.

The seed split open in the middle, and a green creature the size of a fist poked its head out from inside.

It had a bulging bulb on its back, and its four short legs kicked out a soft, sweet cry.

Bulbasaur!

The young man was stunned. The little creature rubbed against his palm and nudged his thumb with its head.

The other people in the queue all gathered around, staring at the green creature in amazement.

"Alive? It's alive?"

"Can you get a living creature from these gashapon capsules?"

"I want one too! Give me one! No, two!"

The line instantly pushed forward another three meters.

The young man held Bulbasaur in his arms, his eyes red-rimmed, his lips trembling as he couldn't speak.

Three years' worth of savings was well worth it.

Watching this scene, Li Ang silently gave the system a thumbs up in his mind.

Gashapon machines are the best at business; they always manage to pull out a live GG at the crucial moment.

Throughout the day, the temporary branch venue of the All-Heavens Gacha Shop completed a total of 472 ordinary gacha transactions and 31 intermediate gacha transactions.

Converted to value points, the amount received was 78.2 million.

Adding the previous 500 million from Longhu Mountain, the profits from the Quanxing expedition, and Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's 1 billion pre-order...

The system upgrade progress has jumped to 19.3%.

As night falls, Longhu Mountain is brightly lit.

People from all the major factions were still discussing everything they had seen during the day, too excited to sleep.

At the foot of the mountain, on the third underground level of Feng Zhenghao's basement vehicle.

In a sealed room enclosed by thick alloy walls, four people sat around a long table.