Unworthy of Being a Profiteer, Divination Toys with Fate

"Ah!" Potts screamed, but almost the next instant, her voice weakened. The panic on her face turned into relaxation and enjoyment.

"Pepper, are you okay?" Stark asked worriedly.

"I... how should I put it? I'm great, better than ever." Potts spoke somewhat incoherently. "It's like I'd been standing for decades, then suddenly sat down today."

"Relax the mind, improve circulation, and dispel fatigue." Aaron introduced it proudly. "That's the effect of the Acupuncture Cactus. It can adjust the number and depth of the needles according to a person's weight and breathing."

"That's a little exaggerated." Stark pursed his lips. "Is this the only bed you have here?"

"For now, it's the only one." A trace of embarrassment appeared on Aaron's face. This thing really was expensive. "I'm planning to turn this place into a physical therapy area, but it's still in the startup phase... you understand, right?"

"I understand. Of course I understand."

"Miss Potts, you can get up now."

"So soon?"

"This is a free trial, but the real customer is still waiting beside you!" Aaron glanced at Stark meaningfully.

Potts chuckled and climbed down from the Acupuncture Cactus. "Tony, you really need to try this."

"Fine. Since you're urging me so strongly, I'll reluctantly give it a try." Stark spoke haughtily as he took off his jacket.

"Should I take off another layer or two?"

"You'll get the best results naked, but it doesn't really matter. The little needles on top are very soft. They won't pierce through your clothes."

Stark raised an eyebrow, took a deep breath, and lay down.

"Hiss! Intense. It feels like a current has flowed into my body, but this feeling...

Feels good. I feel like I can stay up another night."

"You'd better not think that way," Aaron warned. "The Acupuncture Cactus