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

"Third group, the defense of the western pass has been successfully completed."

Feng Zhenghao's voice rang out.

Money String reverted to his giant form and collapsed to the ground.

His physical strength had reached its limit.

"Well done."

Lu Jin walked over slowly, carrying a black bag in her hand.

"This is your reward."

He tossed the bag to the money-grubber.

When Qian Chuanzi opened the box, he found a dozen or so light blue pills inside.

"What is this?"

"A simplified version of the Peiyuan Pill, which can quickly restore physical strength."

Lu Jin's tone rarely carried a hint of appreciation.

"Your performance today proves that the 100,000 yuan was well spent."

"Keep up the good work. We'll still need you, giant, on the battlefield three days from now."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qian Chuanzi stared at the pills in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

……

That afternoon, all five drills were completed.

Of the fifty finalists, three were eliminated.

The reason was that they were contaminated by black crystals and attacked their teammates during the drills.

Like Chen Er, he was killed on the spot.

"Three traitors, all of them members of the Quanxing faction."

Old Liao looked at the report, his brows furrowed.

"This is not normal."

"That's normal."

Gong Qing sat in the corner, his tone indifferent.

"The Quanxing faction is a ragtag group; it has all sorts of people."

"Those who are targeted by higher-dimensional beings are all weak-willed good-for-nothings."

"Now that it's been cleaned up, it's actually a good thing."

Old Liao didn't reply, he just sighed.

Tony walked up to the holographic map and turned on the countdown timer.

【56:41:03】

Less than three days.

"Starting tomorrow, all frontline personnel will be on standby."

Tony's voice was deep.

"Na Du Tong is responsible for the evacuation of civilians, Longhu Mountain and Quanxing are responsible for the first line and the two flanks respectively, and Tianxia Hui and other forces fill the second line."

"besides……"

He turned to look at Bruce Wayne.

"Little Bat, your reinforcements should have arrived by now, right?"

……

The holographic screen in the valley behind Longhu Mountain has not yet been removed, and the data from the exercise is still jumping on the screen.

As soon as Tony finished speaking, everyone's eyes followed his gaze to the communication screen.

Bruce Wayne's perpetually serious face flashed across the screen, and then the scene switched to a beam of blue and white light shooting into the sky.

A beam of light shot out from the platform on the east side of the back mountain, tearing straight through the night.

"Interdimensional space channel detected..."

"Looks like the guests have arrived?"

Tony raised an eyebrow, patted Bruce on the shoulder, and walked out.

When the group arrived at the east platform, the beam of light had shrunk into a three-meter square crack.

The first person to step forward caused all the extraordinary individuals present to pause in their breath.

He was a tall man with black curly hair and blue eyes.

He was wearing a dark blue, tight-fitting uniform with a huge "S" logo printed on his chest.

The air grew heavy the moment he stepped out of the crevice.

Zhang Zhiwei opened his eyes, which had been closed.

The old master's pupils contracted slightly, and he tapped his fingers twice on the armrest of the chair.

"The energy density on his body..." Zhang Zhiwei said in a low voice, his tone unusually serious, "is more than three times denser than what I had after taking ten Qi-Nourishing Pills."

Following closely behind was a young Black man whose upper body was covered in silver metal components. His right eye was a red mechanical prosthetic eye, and his arms and the left half of his torso were all mechanical structures.

Steelbone, Victor Stone.

The last few to emerge were the other members of the Justice League, with The Flash flashing past as a red light.

He ran around the platform three times before finally stopping next to Wayne, still chewing on something.

He's too fast.

Among the extraordinary individuals present, only Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Chulan managed to track the afterimage.

The others only saw a flash of red light, and then that person was standing there.

"Control me for thirty seconds." A young, all-knowing supernatural being murmured.

Lao Liao quickly led the translation team forward to greet them.

Clark was the first to reach out and shake the hand that Lao Liao offered.

"Mr. Liao, I am Clark Kent."

Superman's Xiawen was surprisingly well-spoken, and his voice was gentle and polite.

"The Parademons on Apokolips gained some Kryptonian technology due to the destruction of my home planet Krypton. Their interest in this continent is partly due to us."

"The Justice League has a responsibility to help you defend this planet."

Old Liao quickly waved his hand: "You're too kind. We're so grateful that you came all this way to help."

"Far?" The Flash chuckled, raising three fingers with superhuman speed. "Three seconds. It takes three seconds to get here from our side. Cyborg's Mother Box portal is at maximum efficiency."

Wayne glanced at The Flash expressionlessly.

The Flash immediately fell silent.

Just as the two sides were talking, the other end of the platform on the east side lit up.

The portals here have a completely different style...

A green energy vortex spun and unfolded in mid-air, its edges gleaming with an eerie emerald green light.

Nick Fury was the first to step forward, a cigar dangling from his lips, his green light ring gleaming faintly green on his left middle finger.

Following closely behind were Natasha and Barton, among others.

Quicksilver, unusually, didn't show off and simply followed behind Wanda.

"It seems that almost everyone has arrived."

Tony walked out from the back of the crowd and stood between the two groups.

He looked at Superman on the left, then at his own bunch of freaks on the right, and suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Clark, I have a suggestion."

"What suggestion?"

"There's still some time before the final battle. Everyone's showing off their skills, but we've never cooperated. If we end up stepping on each other's feet on the battlefield, that would be a joke."

Tony walked up to Wayne and tapped his breastplate with one finger.

"Let's have a friendly match, nothing too serious, so that both sides can understand each other's skill ceiling and teamwork rhythm."

Wayne remained silent, his gaze fixed on Superman.

After a moment's thought, Clark nodded: "That makes sense. I'd also like to see what kind of power your gashapon machine has."

"That place is big enough; it's perfect for sparring."

In the corner, Zhang Zhiwei snorted and pointed towards the valley behind him.

Liao shouted a couple of sentences into the communicator, and ten minutes later, Feng Zhenghao's base vehicle began to deploy holographic shields and spectator platforms around the valley.

"The drill just ended, and you're already starting the match?"

Old Liao rubbed his temples and complained.

"Stop complaining, Lao Liao."

Li Ang appeared beside him at some point, holding a cup of hot tea, looking at the Justice League members with great interest.

"The show is about to begin."