A Pleasant Exchange

The nauseating smell of war—the metallic tang and the acrid odor of burning metal—was eventually replaced by the rich, mellow aroma of coffee brewing in Tony's lakeside villa.

The flames crackled in the huge floor-to-ceiling fireplace, illuminating two groups of people, some sitting and some standing, in various postures.

A strange atmosphere hung in the air; the relief of surviving the ordeal was replaced by a deeper curiosity and probing.

The Avengers — Steve, Thor, Banner (Hulk), Clint, Rhodes, Sam, Pepper Potts, Peter Parker, Doctor Strange, Wong, Carol, Valkyrie, and Wanda —all had their eyes on Chen Tian.

Tony Stark lay on a hospital bed, his injuries quite severe. The immense energy generated by the convergence of the Six Infinity Stones had nearly charred his right hand and the right side of his body.

It's important to know that even the Hulk, who is both Banner and Hulk, couldn't heal the damage from the Snap in a short time.

Fortunately, Tony's timely arrival prevented Iron Man from making a heroic sacrifice.

At that moment, the two Tony were standing together, one lying on the bed and the other standing to the side.

His face was a little pale, but he was still firing on all cylinders with his words, addressing his slightly younger self. "Hey, Baby Tin Iron Man! You know our personalities, you want me to thank you? No way, you ruined one of my most memorable moments."

He frowned, because the nanomedical robot couldn't heal his wounds. Now that the adrenaline from the battle had subsided, the pain returned. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but a smile still lingered on his lips.

"To be honest, the armor is really cool, but tell me, how much did it cost?"

"Money??" The time-traveling Tony scoffed. "I'm starting to doubt if you're even me anymore. Do you think we care about money?"

The native Tony was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "You're right! I can confirm for 100% that you are me, just from another world."

Perhaps because of his laughter, he aggravated his wound, and Tony's expression instantly turned ferocious, cold sweat soaking the sheets beneath him.

"Hey, old man, you can't be stubborn. Think about Pepper and our daughter," Transcendent Tony said quickly, seeing the pained look on Native Tony's face.

The native Tony is 53 years old. Even with years of training and luxurious maintenance, his physical condition cannot transform him into a superhuman like the Hulk.

Upon hearing the words of the transmigrated Tony, the native Tony forced a grim smile, "Don't worry, only Tony Stark can kill the great Tony Stark."

Tony rolled his eyes and retorted, "You're trying to kill yourself to get this."

Then, he looked at Chen Tian, who was standing on the other side of the hospital bed, and asked, "Kid, are you sure you can handle this?"

Chen Tian was engrossed in watching the two Tony bicker when he was suddenly called upon. He was a little confused, but then he realized what was happening. "Ah, no problem, no problem, don't worry, I specifically set these coordinates to come and save him."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Tony asked, frowning.

"Hehe, it's quite interesting to see you two bickering." Chen Tian smiled and scratched his head. His honest look was nothing like the guy who played with Thanos like a big villain on the battlefield before.

Both Tony rolled their eyes. The native Tony said, "Kid, if you can heal me, I'll definitely treat you to my best wine."

Tony chimed in, "No need. He won't appreciate fine wine. Just provide him with cola, chips, games, and rare figurines, and he'll be happy for a long time."

"Um, are you sure you didn't say something wrong?" The native Tony looked at the smiling Chen Tian with surprise, then turned to ask the transmigrated Tony.

Tony rolled his eyes. "I've known him since that cave in Afghanistan, for seven years now. You know, after he came out of that Afghanistan, I let him make any request. Do you know what he asked for?"

"What?" This was the question Rhodes asked.

"An arcade, filled with all kinds of games and figurines." Tony recalled his stunned expression when Chen Tian made his request in the moldy base in Afghanistan. "He even had to have those two twins, Maxim and his sister, deflower him."

"Hey! Don't force me to release the video of you dancing in your Hello Kitty Cat Armor!" Chen Tian exclaimed, jumping up and down. The entire living room erupted in laughter, even Tony on the hospital bed was grimacing in pain but still laughing.

"Holy shit!" Rhodes nearly dropped his coffee cup. "Tony, you actually—"

"It's fake! It's definitely an AI face swap!" Transmigrated Tony looked embarrassed, and his nanotech armor began to partially cover his face.

Spider-Man laughed so hard he slapped his thigh, "Stark, this was even more exciting than the battle just now!"

Pepper glared at him, and the entire room fell silent instantly.

She tapped on the bed railing. "If you want to talk, wait until after the treatment and the party. Now—" Her gaze swept over Chen Tian, "Can you help this elderly person with their treatment?"

Chen Tian immediately cowered and hurriedly pulled out an emerald green gem from the Void. Doctor Strange's eyebrows twitched. "What kind of magic is this? This is clearly stealing from me..."

"Watch my time reverse!" Chen Tian suddenly erupted in a fit of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), the gem swirling in his palm, "Witness the moment of miracle--"

A green light enveloped the right side of Tony's body, and his charred skin recovered as if a video had been played in reverse.

"Done!" Chen Tian suddenly stopped working. Tony still had a scar the size of a fingernail on his right arm.

Tony squinted. "You did this on purpose, kid?"

"This is called a man's medal of honor." Chen Tian raised his left hand, and a holographic projection popped up on his wristwatch, showing a screenshot of Hello Kitty Cat Armor. "Now can we discuss the arcade's renovation plan?"

Both Tony exclaimed in unison, "FUX you kid!"

The living room was quickly filled with a buffet table, a drinks cart, and soft music.

Two Banner —the native Hulk form (Hulk) and the transmigrated Bruce Banner, who looked somewhat frail in a loose shirt—were huddled together in front of a tablet computer.

"So," Banner looked at the tablet Hulk had provided, "You forcibly induced fusion using the phase difference of gamma-ray frequencies?"

"Uh... more or less?" Hulk scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed. "Mainly because Hulk... was tired of playing and thought arguing was too childish?"

A glint of wisdom flashed in the lenses of his glasses as he looked through Xishuangbanna: "A brilliant energy field constraint model! I must write it down..."

On the other side, two single sofas are separated by a small coffee table.

Vergil, with his silver hair and blue trench coat, sat ramrod straight, sipping Earl Grey tea from a steaming bone china cup in his hand, his posture as elegant as if he were attending a royal tea party.

Opposite him, an old man with long, black, frizzy hair sat cross-legged, holding a small Japanese tea bowl, sipping the dark green matcha with a blank expression.

The aromas of black tea and bergamot in the air were distinctly different from the slightly bitter, grassy scent of matcha, and a silent atmosphere flowed between the two of them, requiring no words.

"Kiana, can you tell me how you Singularity Creation? It's so cool! I never thought it could be created artificially..." Spider-Man Peter around Kiana, his mouth agape like it was powered by a super motor.

Kiana, who had just reverted from her Herrscher form to her normal girl form, sported a head of fluffy white hair, her pretty face scrunched up, and she covered her ears tightly with both hands, letting out a painful wail. "Aaaaah! Shut up! You fly demon! Get away! Stay away from me!"

She raised her foot as if to kick him, but Peter nimbly dodged, adding as she did so, "... and those golden and black Light Spear behind you! Oh, and Kiana, that light wing you were using earlier..."

In the corner, Barton leaned against the French windows, a wine glass in his hand, his gaze fixed on Natasha, who was picking out food from a tray not far away, as if drawn by a magnet.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and his Adam's apple bobbed silently a few times.

Natasha keenly sensed the overly heavy gaze. She put down her fork, turned to Hawkeye, and a questioning smile curved her red lips, "Clint? That look in your eyes... do I have caviar on my face, or do I look like your gambling debtor?"

Barton took a deep breath, his voice hoarse and almost drowned out by the crackling of the fireplace. "No... it's just... it's good to see you, Nat."

He paused, the liquid in his glass swirling. "Our... our Natasha, in order to obtain the Soul Stone... she jumped off a cliff on Vormir."

Natasha's relaxed smile froze and slowly faded. Her beautiful eyes flickered, her gaze passing over Barton and landing on Chen Tian, who was whispering something to Pepper in the distance.

"...I see." She let out a soft breath, her voice lowering. "No wonder he's like a cosmic-level gem thief, specializing in 'borrowing' stones from around the world."

Her fingertips unconsciously traced the edge of the plate, leaving a cold mark. Silence spread between them, carrying a heavy sense of remembrance.

"Hey! Look!" Rocket Raccoon had somehow jumped onto the coffee table in the center of the living room, proudly holding up a metal object in his little paws—it was Thanos's helmet, with some suspicious purple stains on it.

The party atmosphere paused slightly, then was broken by Thor's hearty laughter. "Ha! Good loot! Worth another round of mead!"

Dante laughed loudly, "This could probably sell for a lot of money."

Rocket's eyes lit up as he pointed at Dante, "Hey, a white-haired uncle who's a million times more handsome Quill, you have such good taste!"

Bayonetta, holding a glass of red wine, approached Tony, who was engaged in a heated discussion about armor and energy technologies, and poked Tony's shoulder with her fingertip.

Vergil and Ban, sitting in the corner, both frowned slightly. One put down his black tea with a look of disgust, while the other took another sip of matcha without any expression.

Both Tony looked at Bayonetta simultaneously, only to see her with a slightly dangerous smile. "Heh, Tony, you just said that you were the one who helped my darling, break Chu?"

Tony's expression froze for a moment as he passed through the tunnel. "Uh, this, that..."

Bayonetta's lips curled into a smile. "I know. When we get back, I'll add some 'hellish technology' to your armor." With that, she turned and walked towards Chen Tian.

Tony stretched out his hand, like Er Kang, and cried out, "No~~~~"

The local Tony looked completely bewildered.

Chen Tian strolled over, carrying Morgan, who was munching on cake, in one hand, and then plopped down on a beanbag chair opposite the Avengers' circle. Morgan Stark's cream-covered paws left several greasy paw prints on his clothes.

"Sorry everyone," Chen Tian said, placing the little one on the carpet and casually tossing a macaron into his hand. "I was just subjected to a half-hour audit of the financial statements by the CEO." He gestured towards Tony, who was trying to explain to Bayonetta, with his chin raised. "Tony's status in the family, tsk."

Steve paused, his hand holding the juice glass still. "Tony has already explained the parallel universe thing."

"That makes things easier!" Chen Tian wiped his hands with a wet wipe, smiling innocently. "Let's make a deal—" A holographic projection suddenly popped out from his fingertip, six gems rotating and enlarging, finally settling on the orange Soul Stone. "Shall we borrow this thing to play with?"

"Pfft--!" Rhodes spat out half a mouthful of whiskey.

The tea and snacks in Wang's hand fell onto his trousers with a 'splat'.

Doctor Strange's Cloak of Levitation suddenly snapped into an exclamation mark.

"Young man," Strange stared intently at Chen Tian, "you just said 'borrow,' not 'rob,' right?"

"Of course!" Chen Tian counted on his fingers, "Our world also encountered trouble, so like you, we traveled to other timelines to borrow gems, and we only lack one Soul Stone."

Carol slammed her hand on the table and stood up. "Do you know whose blood that gem is stained with?"

The air tensed instantly. Barton, in the corner, crushed a glass.

"I know, the soul of Natasha in your world, and..." Chen Tian looked at Star-Lord, who was trying to Gamora with Gamora.

"Thud."

Steve placed the juice glass on the coffee table with a crisp sound. His brows were furrowed tightly, as if he were looking at a madman. "You know the price, and you still bring it up?"

"I know," Chen Tian said matter-of-factly, swiping his finger across the projector screen and instantly switching the view.

This is the world where Chen Tian and his companions live.

Superman from Injustice soars through the air, his Heat Vision sweeping over criminals and innocent civilians. Wonder Woman wreaks havoc in a Gotham City gang's lair, accidentally detonating a bomb that blows up hardworking citizens in the neighborhood.

"Look, my hometown." Chen Tian pointed to the holographic projection. "The Thanos you fought was crushed by me a few years ago. But there was someone even crazier— Ultron from another universe, who collected all six stones and wanted to destroy countless parallel universes. And the result was..." He chuckled.

"I killed him. Before he died, he used five gems as fuel to forcibly 'sew' our world together with the worlds of other unfortunate souls, hoping to take them down with him."

The only sound in the living room was the crackling of the fireplace wood; everyone was stunned by the image projected on the screen. Rhodes' Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked with difficulty, "Then... what about your own Soul Stone?"

"Yes," Chen Tian nodded, then swiped his finger again, locking the projection onto the familiar, eerie cliff peak of Vormir. "Look, it's enshrined over there."

The image zooms in, revealing the Red Skull's translucent, ghostly figure drifting aimlessly around the stone pillar.

"I know where the Soul Stone is; it's there perfectly intact," Chen Tian said calmly.

"That sacrifice..." Wanda's voice was a little tight as she thought of Vision and Natasha, who had died.

Chen Tian abruptly interrupted her, his gaze sweeping over the pale-faced Barton and the complex-looking Gamora: "Our lives are precious! Why should we offer them as sacrifices to that broken stone?"

His tone suddenly rose, tinged with a roguish air, "I'd rather be a 'professional gem borrower' across the universe than fill that damn hole!"

He jabbed his finger heavily into the Soul Stone projected on the screen. "So, lend it! Just for a few days! Get rid of that damned 'stitching thread' over there, and I guarantee it'll be returned intact! You can choose any collateral you want— Celestial Core Fragment? Apokolips warship technology? Or..."

"Help you clean up the universe?"

Doctor Strange stared intently at Chen Tian: "What guarantees do you have?"

"A guarantee?" Chen Tian scratched his head in confusion. "Um, everyone, haven't you forgotten something?"

With a flick of his wrist, the Six Infinity Stones he had obtained from Tony appeared in a circular pattern around Chen Tian's wrist.

"The Infinity Stones of your world are already in my hands."

Light energy began to surge around Carol, Rhodes instinctively reached for his lower back (even though there was no gun there). Pepper looked nervously at Tony.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly plummeted to freezing point, even colder than the "death warning" Bayonetta had just given Tony.

"Hand over the gem!" Carol's voice exploded like a photon cannon, and golden flames instantly enveloped her entire body, causing the Crystal pendant of the dining room chandelier to shatter with a crackling sound. She floated into the air, and Wanda's scarlet energy on the sofa instinctively surged into a shield, enveloping Pepper and Morgan Stark.

Chen Tian didn't even look up. He sighed, and with a casual flick of his wrist, the six floating Infinity Stones vanished as if erased by an eraser.

"Captain Vers," he spread his hands, "Seriously, I really want to have a good talk with you guys. Like..." He flicked a new holographic blueprint at his fingertips, a three-dimensional anatomical diagram of the Carol suit, "...add an Imaginary Amplification Ring to your photon energy core? Or..."

The screen switches to a diagram of the reactor on Tony's chest, with complex energy conduits highlighted in red. "Upgrade the Arc Reactor: 70% reduction in energy consumption, triple output?"

With each word he spoke, a vein throbbed in Strange's forehead—he had only ever seen fragments of those dimensional runes mixed in with the blueprints in the forbidden section of Kamar-Taj.

"If you really want to do something," Chen Tian finally raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the poised crowd, "What do you think..." He lightly tapped his temple with his right index finger.

"Clatter!!!"

It wasn't an explosion, but Bayonetta's the Snap — Witch Time.

The fireplace flames froze, the spilled liquor hung suspended in mid-air, and even the boiling photons around Carol were frozen into a twisted golden ice sculpture.

The entire living room became a high-definition holographic still frame, with only Chen Tian slowly standing up and walking to the frozen Carol.

"Carol," he said softly to the haughty Granny Marvel, his voice unusually clear in the deathly silence, "You can't even break my Bayonetta's 'time stop'." He snapped his the Snap.

The torrent of time surged forth! The solidified flames leaped high, the wine splashed down, and Carol staggered, her body glowing and fading, her face drained of color—she hadn't even sensed any energy fluctuations!

The Avengers fell silent. Rhodes instinctively touched his neck, as if an invisible guillotine had been hanging there just moments before.

"So," Chen Tian sat back on the sofa, Morgan climbed onto his lap, and smeared cream all over his face with her little paws, "How about something more practical?"

He licked the cream from his lips and opened the new blueprint. "How about upgrading Colonel Rhodes' War Machine with an anti- the Void coating? It can withstand three-star main cannons!"

He tapped Sam's Falcon wings again, "Add some warp-folding thrusters? I wouldn't dare say one-eighth the speed of light, but it'll be at least that."

Sam and Rhodes exchanged a glance, their Adam's apples bobbing in unison.

"As for us," Chen Tian ruffled Morgan's hair, his smile non-threatening, "the Arbitrators —you know, the Avengers here." He winked at Steve, whose expression was complicated, "Our scope of business is similar: dealing with apocalyptic crises and cleaning up cross-dimensional messes. But we have a slightly higher concentration of lunatics."

He pointed to the turbulent purple-black rifts in the Frankenstein universe projected on the screen, saying, "We have to fight these things every day."

Steve, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, his one eye fixed on Chen Tian like a hawk. "I can trust you, but can you guarantee you can get the gems back?"

"Of course! For this, I've also provided some collateral that doesn't need to be returned." Chen Tian snapped his the Snap.

The space in the center of the living room seemed to have been cut open by an invisible blade, with Nebula swirling within the crack.

A slender, fair hand tossed out a USB drive.

Chen Tian took it and tossed it to Steve.

"All our latest technological data, emm..." Chen Tian stroked his chin, "Although it's not entirely comprehensive, because I'm considering that some of the data might attract the attention of other major villains in your world. If those villains get their hands on it, your world might encounter an enemy even more terrifying than Thanos."

Chen Tian's words made the atmosphere in the living room tense again.

Collateral that doesn't need to be returned? Latest technological data? This sounds too generous, which only deepens the suspicion.

Steve frowned, Rhodes and Sam exchanged wary glances, and the golden halo at Strange's fingertips slowly rotated, even dimming the flames around Carol.

All Avengers know that power is never a free lunch, especially unimaginable technological power from another world.

Local Tony broke the silence.

Without saying a word, he took the seemingly ordinary USB drive from Steve's hand and walked with slightly unsteady but unusually firm steps Earth Flow his high-tech workbench in the corner of the living room, which shimmered with a deep blue light.

On F.R.I.D.A.Y., a hidden port slid out. Tony took a deep breath, as if calming some kind of premonition of shock, and then inserted the USB drive without hesitation.

In an instant, the main screen of the workbench was completely submerged by a torrent of data. Complex energy matrices, unheard-of material synthesis paths, schematics of the dimensional folding engine, microscopic manipulation models far exceeding nanotechnology... countless symbols and formulas representing the forefront of cutting-edge technology scrolled and refreshed wildly.

Tony's eyes, capable of analyzing the structure of everything in the world, were wide open at this moment, his pupils contracting sharply under the blue light of the screen.

His fingers unconsciously traced lines in the air, trying to follow the logical chain of the data, and his breathing became heavy.

"Friday..." Tony's voice trembled slightly, "Analyze the highest priority item... the energy core."

"Analyzing, Boss." F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s tone turned serious. "Preliminary assessment: This energy matrix model is 387 times more efficient than the existing Arc Reactor model. Its accompanying defense system, the energy shield, can directly withstand missile attacks. The shield system, combined with mechanical life technology, can automatically repair itself by extracting energy from the core energy source when damaged."

F.R.I.D.A.Y.'s report resounded clearly in the quiet living room, the cold assessment terms—"387 times," "mechanical life technology," "automatic repair"—leaving everyone speechless in astonishment.

Tony turned around abruptly, his face grave.

He looked at Chen Tian, his eyes sharp. "Kid, you're right."

He brandished the USB drive in his hand. "The contents of this... if they fall into the hands of some madman, they would be a million times more terrifying than Thanos. The disasters they bring would be chain-reaction and uncontrollable."

He paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over all his companions before finally settling on Chen Tian's face.

Then, he pointed to the time-traveling Tony next to him, who was holding a wine glass and had a "watching the show is really interesting" expression on his face.

"So, I don't trust anyone." The native Tony's voice was deep but unusually firm, "But I trust myself." He pointed to the Tony who had crossed over.

"I've talked to him. He talked to you about everything he went through during your seven years together—his arrogance, his fears, his changes... and the way he looked at you."

Tony paused, a complicated smile on his face. "That bastard may be foul-mouthed and deserve a beating, but deep down he's still Tony Stark. He didn't go crazy, he didn't become one of those monsters we've dealt with."

Transcending Tony raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but simply raised his glass to the native Tony, tacitly acknowledging the assessment.

Tony's gaze returned to Chen Tian: "He trusts you, not because of your strength, nor because of the allure of these technologies, but because of your shared experience of crawling out of hell with him. That trust is ingrained in his very being."

He took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision. "He believes in you, so... I believe in you too. Kid, here, the Soul Stone."

"Tony?!" Steve and Carol exclaimed almost simultaneously, their voices filled with worry.

Tony raised his hand to stop them.

"But!" He stared at Chen Tian, his eyes unusually serious, "When the deadline arrives, they must be returned! Not a single one can be missing! This is my bottom line, and it is the bottom line of this universe!"

He stepped forward, his aura intimidating, "If you dare to play any tricks, or if there's a problem with the gems... believe me, we'll find your world, use the 'toys' you've pledged here as collateral, and blast you and all your troubles into the sky! I guarantee, that scene will be far more spectacular than fighting Thanos today!"

The nonchalant look on Chen Tian's face disappeared.

He stood up, walked a few steps to Tony, opened his arms, and forcefully put his arm around Tony's shoulder, which had just recovered and was still a little weak.

This action made Tony freeze for a moment, and it also stunned all the Avengers.

"Hey, Iron Man!" Chen Tian grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, but his eyes held a seriousness unlike anything he'd ever shown before.

"Don't worry! I promise! The very next second after we get back, in the instant time flows here, I'll return the gem to you! It will be returned intact! Just like when you planned to return the other gems, to the exact second!"

He patted Tony hard on the back (making Tony wince), "I still have that much credibility! Besides, I'm still waiting for your top-notch arcade to open!"

Tony, nearly suffocating from the pressure, pushed him away in disgust. "You better keep your word! And stay away from my armor design drafts!"

But the deep-seated doubt in his eyes was ultimately dispelled by Chen Tian's firm promise and the familiar nickname "Iron Man".

"F.R.I.D.A.Y.," Tony ordered, rubbing his sore shoulder. "Draft a cross-universe agreement for the lending and return of the Infinity Stones. Archive it with the highest level of encryption and synchronize it with all Avengers' permissions. Highlight the key points: the precise return date of the Soul Stone, and the penalties for breach of contract... ugh, especially the 'sanction clause' for this kid's breach of contract. Make it eye-catching! Make the font three times larger! Highlight it in red and bold! Add a flashing effect!"

"The agreement is being generated. Boss. The sanctions clause has been highlighted: If Chen Tian defaults, all non-destructive tracking and cross-dimensional strike technologies in the collateral USB drive are authorized to be used." F.R.I.D.A.Y. responded calmly.

"Perfect!" Tony nodded in satisfaction, turned to Chen Tian, and raised his chin. "Kid, sign it!"

Chen Tian stared at the harshly worded agreement on the projection screen, complete with exaggerated special effects, and the oversized, blindingly bright red "sanction clauses," and his lips twitched. "... Are all Stark family agreements this... over-the-top?"

"This is called risk awareness management," Tony said expressionlessly. "Sign or not? If not, leave the jewels."

"Sign! Sign! We can't afford to mess with you rich guys!" Chen Tian sighed dramatically, his fingertips quickly tracing the signature area on the projected agreement, leaving a hasty but gleaming golden name, accompanied by a simple drawing of a small turtle.

Tony, having traveled through time, peeked at the little turtle and burst out laughing, "Ha! After all these years, your signature is still that same old turtle! You haven't improved at all!"

With the signing of the agreement, the invisible tension in the living room seemed to finally ease.

Discussions, clinking glasses, and arguments resumed, and the party atmosphere heated up again.

The two Tony immediately huddled together, pointing and arguing over the technical documents on the USB drive.

Strange and Wang couldn't help but move closer to the workbench, gazing at the mysterious rune models and falling into deep thought.

Thor dragged Dante and Rocket along, clamoring for a second mead party, but Dante refused.

Chen Tian leaned back on the beanbag chair, watching the lively yet subtly harmonious scene, and let out a soft breath.

"All done?" Bayonetta's languid voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, echoed in his mind.

"Hmm, Iron Man agreed," Chen Tian responded in his mind, a smile playing on his lips. "Prepare to anchor the coordinates. After we get home and settle things over there, we'll send the gem back. Let's set the time to the very next second after we return from this world..."

"Received, darling. By the way," Bayonetta's voice held a dangerous sweetness, "That Tony who helped 'my darling' break Chu... should I break his armor's left leg first, or his right leg?"

Chen Tian: "... I think you should talk to your Madama Butterfly. I think he needs your 'Hell Gothic' technology more, really! I really want to see him wearing the Gothic armor. I believe he does too. I thank you on his behalf!"

The acquisition of the Soul Stone was a done deal, and Chen Tian had achieved his goal. He could have simply left with the stone, but he still modified the Endgame that left countless Marvel fans disappointed, and incidentally, left behind some small gifts.