In the Marvel Universe, somewhere in a desert in Afghanistan, Tony Stark waved his hand with a look of resentment.
"Tony, what's wrong?"
A middle-aged Caucasian man wearing glasses looked at him in confusion.
Hearing this, Tony looked at the man with a complicated expression, but after thinking for a long time, he still did not explain anything.
"I am fine, Yinsen. Let us continue."
After saying that, Tony went back to forging iron.
It had been a month since he was attacked by terrorists in Afghanistan, and it took almost a week for him to wake up.
Since then, he had come to believe much more in the chat group.
Especially after reading the files concerning Marvel and himself.
But after that, he felt completely helpless. Although the files showed that he did indeed escape this base, the risks involved were enormous.
Furthermore, Dr. Yinsen, the man standing before him who had saved his life, had died during that event.
At the time, Tony's first thought was to ask the chat group for help.
However, his inner pride prevented him from speaking up.
Because in the original timeline, he had managed to escape on his own.
This time, knowing the plot, he was confident he could do it even without letting Yinsen sacrifice himself.
So for the past half month or so, Tony had been working hard forging, occasionally chatting and bantering with the group members to relieve his suppressed emotions.
Now, his first-generation Mark armor was already partially completed.
It would definitely be fully finished within a month.
This was a whole month faster than the three months it took in the original timeline.
But the more this was the case, the more he felt that his counterpart in the files had absurdly good luck.
He had nearly been discovered by the terrorists several times already.
So he simply could not imagine how the version of himself in the video had managed to evade the terrorists' inspections.
This time, seeing that a big shot in the group was getting married and had directly sent him 100,000 points to invite him to another world, he immediately thought of a much safer method.
That was to go to Chen Changsheng's world, finish building a complete Iron Man suit there, and upon returning, he would naturally be out of danger.
But what about Yinsen? If he left, Yinsen would surely be killed by the angry terrorists.
Just as Tony was about to give up this opportunity, a notification tagging him in the chat group brought a look of joy to his face.
[Innate Wife-Marrying Physique: @Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Gods as a Mortal, do you want to bring Yinsen along? It is not impossible. You can try sending Yinsen over as a red envelope. I have tested it before; red envelopes can be used to send living creatures.]
After saying this, Chen Changsheng smiled and looked at Luo Hao beside him.
"What... what are you looking at me for? I could not beat it before anyway!"
Luo Hao turned her head away with a blushing face.
He had long since collected the giant tiger puppet that Luo Hao had sent earlier. It was currently lying in his storage ring after he had disabled it with a few slaps.
And Chen Changsheng frequently used this incident to tease Luo Hao, and every time, it made her too ashamed to meet his eyes.
After discovering that the giant tiger puppet was completely fine after entering the red envelope function twice, Chen Changsheng had a sudden whim to test what the red envelope space was actually like.
When he told Luo Hao about this, she directly volunteered to try it once.
The conclusion drawn was that upon being sent as a red envelope, her consciousness remained forever paused at the exact moment she entered it, along with her physical state.
In other words, red envelopes could send living creatures and would even preserve a person permanently in the state they were in at the moment they entered the envelope.
[Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Gods as a Mortal: Really?]
[Innate Wife-Marrying Physique: Really.]
This time, Tony did not refuse.
Although he still could not put aside his pride enough to ask the people in the chat group for help, Chen Changsheng was getting married anyway, so this was just a convenient tag-along.
In the cave, Tony looked at Yinsen with delight.
"Yinsen! It is time for us to escape this hellhole!"
"Tony, have you been driven mad?"
Yinsen thought Tony could not handle the high-pressure environment anymore and was hallucinating.
But Tony did not want to stay in this wretched place for another second, and directly reached out to grab Yinsen.
"Do not resist, Yinsen."
[Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Gods as a Mortal sent an exclusive red envelope]
[Martial Arts King claimed the red envelope. Obtained: Terrified Human x 1]
[Accidentally Entered a High-Level Match: ...]
[Accidentally Entered a High-Level Match: Wait, you guys are serious!?]
[Kashiwagi Eri: Terrified human... It is hard to imagine Yinsen's mental state at that moment.]
[Wielder of the Wicked Lord's True Eye: Mr. Yinsen is so pitiful.]
[Emperor of the Ages: The red envelope function can be used like this? If I stuff an army of a hundred thousand into red envelopes and then sneak into an enemy city alone, would I not be able to easily conquer a city?]
[Sect Leader of Yunlan: Uh, Mr. Ying Zheng truly lives up to being the ruler of a nation.]
However, at this moment, Tony had no time to worry about Yinsen's mental state, much less pay attention to the words of the people in the chat group.
Seeing Yinsen disappear, the sound of chaotic footsteps immediately echoed outside the cave. He knew his time was running out.
He casually stuffed the partially built Mark I and a pile of blueprints into a red envelope, and then directly spent 100,000 points to purchase a cross-world talisman.
[Standing Shoulder to Shoulder with Gods as a Mortal: @Innate Wife-Marrying Physique, quickly accept it buddy, they have already noticed something is wrong.]
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng found the two applications in the chat group and clicked accept on Tony's.
Then, after thinking for a moment, he also clicked accept on Esdeath's application.
The next moment, the two of them appeared one after the other in front of Chen Changsheng and the other two.
"This, this, this! Husband, who are they!?"
Seeing the two people suddenly appear, Lu Ling'er looked nervously at Chen Changsheng, clearly frightened.
The ability to cross through space was a power that only Soul Formation experts could master in the cultivation world.
The space in the cultivation world was highly stable. For most cultivators, spatial teleportation and the like were high-level phenomena they would never see in their entire lifetimes.
Yinsen from just now was one thing; no matter how you looked at it, he seemed like someone summoned by Luo Hao.
But Tony and Esdeath had appeared out of the void on their own.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng could only amusingly pat the young girl in his arms and began to whisper an explanation in her ear.
"They are guests I invited to attend the wedding of me and your Sister Luo Hao."
Hearing this, Lu Ling'er felt much more at ease.
She simply assumed the two were mighty friends that Chen Changsheng knew.
However, upon thinking of the incredibly shameful clothing she was wearing, she immediately took out a white robe to wrap around her body.
It was fine in front of her own family, but she definitely did not want to continue wearing such shameful clothing in front of outsiders.
After Tony appeared, he nodded towards Chen Changsheng and Luo Hao, and then claimed the red envelope.
A pile of scrap metal and waste paper suddenly appeared at his feet.
"Hmm? Why did you bring all this scrap metal?"
Beside him, Esdeath looked at Tony with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he had bothered to bring these things along.
"I just didn't want to leave these in the cave. If Stane saw them, I can't be sure what unpredictable things he might do."
Tony explained briefly, then looked at Yinsen excitedly.
"Yinsen, we escaped!"
Yinsen's face was filled with panic. Having suddenly appeared in a completely unfamiliar environment, he still hadn't recovered his wits.
It wasn't until he saw Tony that he finally found his pillar of support.
He hurried over to Tony.
"Tony, what on earth is going on!?"
"I'll explain it to you later."
After Tony finished speaking, he looked at Chen Changsheng.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng guessed what Tony was thinking and gently patted Lu Ling'er, who was in his arms.
"Ling'er, take these two friends to the backyard and find them a place to settle down for now."
"Yes, Husband."
Lu Ling'er nodded and motioned for the two of them to follow her.
Tony, however, looked at the items at his feet and hesitated for a moment. He stuffed them back into the red envelope before finally following Lu Ling'er away with Yinsen.
Watching Tony use the chat group's red envelope feature like a magical storage item, the corner of Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched. He sighed inwardly, marveling at how these group members managed to exploit the red envelope function in such creative ways.
Ironically, it seemed he was the only one who had ever used the red envelope for its actual intended purpose.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
