Qinuo patted Tony's shoulder and said sincerely, "You've worked hard, Tony. You've been a great help. I believe Hell will be completely new."
Tony pursed his lips, his eyes full of doubt, and asked,
"Qinuo, why are you doing such a thankless task? Don't try to fool me with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s rhetoric."
If he only wanted to improve people's livelihoods, he could have built an Iron City."
But now he was going to great lengths to transform Hell, merely to make it look better. He simply couldn't believe such a reason.
Qinuo was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why do you think I'm doing this?"
"Noah's Ark!"
Tony stared intently at Qinuo, and Obadiah, the Hell Lord, and the mountains of treasure flashed through his mind.
His intuition told him that the Human World was becoming increasingly dangerous.
"Qinuo, can you tell me? Why do you need this when you have such powerful strength?"
Tony's eyes were full of inquiry and confusion, as if waiting for Qinuo to give him a convincing answer.
"I've seen the future: alien invasions, the return of gods, demon gods destroying the World, super criminals, time Cut…" Qinuo said slowly, his voice low and heavy.
As Qinuo spoke, Tony's face gradually turned grim, as if shrouded in a layer of gloom.
He didn't doubt Qinuo's words; Qinuo's grand and resolute Hell transformation plan before him explained everything.
"So, this is the refuge you built to protect yourself when the crisis comes," Tony said in a low voice.
"How is that possible? Hell is my home now. I really want to make Hell look better. Another plan is to use it as a base and rear area. Do you think I'm that timid and afraid of trouble?"
Qinuo widened his eyes, looking at Tony as if he were an idiot.
"Sorry…" Tony's voice carried a hint of guilt.
"You should have guessed how I got my abilities, right?" Qinuo said bluntly. When Natasha mentioned Poison Ivy's name last time, he guessed they might have noticed, but he didn't deliberately hide it.
"I know, DC Comics, Superman's abilities are truly outrageous." Tony said with emotion, thinking of the information he had checked earlier.
"That's right, I copied Superman's power. Most of the crises I mentioned earlier, I can solve, but I'm worried that when the fight starts, I won't be able to take care of the people around me."
"That's why I started the plan to transform Hell. Just like you, Tony, because of your carelessness, Pepper was kidnapped."
Qinuo said seriously.
Hearing this, Tony also relaxed. He had seen a bit of Qinuo's power. He nodded and said,
"So that's how it is. I misunderstood you, Qinuo, but your considerations are indeed very thorough."
Qinuo continued, "In the face of that level of crisis, any oversight could lead to irreversible consequences. I don't want the people I care about to fall into danger."
Tony agreed deeply: "I can understand your thoughts. After what happened with Pepper, I also understand the importance of protecting those around me."
Qinuo smiled: "So, the transformation of Hell is not only for refuge but also to provide everyone with a stable rear. Therefore, Tony, I need your help. The faster Hell is built, the better."
Tony also gained motivation. "Don't worry, let's work together to transform Hell and deal with future crises!"
"Then take this. This is a pass for Hell. Another one is for Pepper. If you encounter danger, you can directly run into Hell." Qinuo handed over two stone tablets.
The corners of Qinuo's mouth curved slightly, and a subtle, mischievous smile flashed across his face. He secretly thought to himself: The Minister of Hell's Construction Department has arrived.
"Ah ah ah!"
Just as Qinuo was happily finding a Minister of Construction, a sharp cry came from afar.
"Pepper!"
Tony looked in the direction of the sound, somewhat astonished to see Pepper flying over.
Pepper rode a broom, happily flying to Tony's side and stopping.
Immediately after, Pamela, Venom, Xi, and Damian also flew over, but they weren't riding brooms.
"Tony, how exciting!"
Pepper waved the broom in her hand, her small face flushed with excitement.
"Pepper, how did you do that?"
Tony frowned, took the broom from Pepper's hand, and examined it carefully, muttering,
"It's very light, wooden, and has no energy. It's completely a broom for cleaning."
"No, it's not the broom's problem. This is the power of magic." Qinuo sensed the extra magic on them.
"Darling, we found this."
Pamela handed over a book.
"Introduction to magic Spells? Mephisto's treasury has this too?"
Qinuo took the "Introduction to magic Spells" handed to him by Pamela and quickly flipped through the entire book in just a few seconds.
His gaze was focused and swift, his fingers turning the pages so fast they were almost a blur.
"But which demon god did you borrow the magic from?"
Qinuo's expression was somewhat serious, and he scanned everyone with his gaze as he asked.
In the Marvel Universe, all magic is borrowed from demon gods, such as Vishanti, Dormammu, and the like.
But there's a price to pay for this; physical loss is secondary. Using magic sometimes means borrowing power from certain magical entities.
This is like a loan; the user needs to bear the responsibility of repayment. If they fail to repay on time or violate the agreement with the magical entity, they will face punishment from the magical entity.
"Young Master, I borrowed this."
Xi said, her voice a little timid, "I have a lot of magic, so I lent some to Young Master's friends to play with."
"Darling, don't blame Xi. It was us who couldn't resist trying out the legendary magic." Pamela quickly pleaded for Xi.
"Qinuo, I'm watching them, it's fine."
Venom wasn't scared, knowing that Qinuo was worried about them.
"Godfather, I'm very sorry." Damian also lowered his head, seeing his godfather angry for the first time.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Qinuo."
Pepper also apologized.
Tony didn't intercede; he knew that in this World, no one lends you things for no reason. Either the relationship is very good, or you have to pay back interest.
Is the interest of demon gods so easy to repay?
Qinuo frowned, remained silent for a moment, then said, "Don't let it happen again. Fortunately, nothing went wrong this time."
"You borrowed Xi's magic. If it were those demon gods, it wouldn't be a joke. It could cause big trouble."
Everyone listened and nodded repeatedly, saying they wouldn't dare do it again. At the same time, they looked somewhat reluctantly at the brooms in their hands; the power of magic was truly captivating.
Qinuo pondered for a moment, then said, "From now on, your magic will be paid for by Hell, but you can only use magic in Hell."
After he finished speaking, a dazzling red light lit up on his wrist, like nimble threads, instantly connecting Hell's magic to them.
Hell follows him. If one day he goes to other Worlds, and they are flying in the sky and suddenly fall, it's no joke.
The few immediately felt the continuous surge of magic within them, their eyes gleaming with excitement, and they cheered happily, then eagerly flew into the sky to play.
"Xi, you go too. Watch them." Qinuo turned and instructed Xi, who was beside him.
"Yes, Young Master." Xi responded and happily flew towards the sky.