Chapter 1: Arrival in the Desert – First Conquest
In the vast, boundless desert of Afghanistan's mountainous region, where endless yellow sand stretched under a scorching sun, a handsome Asian man with refined features and an extraordinary aura walked steadily forward.
He hailed from that ancient, mysterious Eastern nation and went by the name Li Qi.
Not long ago, an accident had flung him through a strange portal, dumping him—quite by chance—into this parallel universe.
Along with the transmigration came an almost heaven-defying learning ability. No matter the time or place, he absorbed others' superpowers, thoughts, knowledge, skills, and even transcendent divine arts like an insatiable sponge.
On top of that, he had awakened an overwhelmingly powerful mind control ability: he could subtly plant mental imprints in someone's mind without them noticing, or seize direct, precise control when face-to-face.
After processing this earth-shaking information, Li Qi's heart surged with a mix of excitement and exhilaration.
The system informed him that this was a fusion world blending elements of Marvel and DC—where superheroes, metahumans, and gods shone like brilliant stars. Challenges and opportunities lurked everywhere.
Not only were there endless trials and rewards, but the world brimmed with stunning, captivating women and female heroes—ripe for encounter and conquest, scattered like stars across the sky.
In his heart, Li Qi silently vowed a grand ambition: not only would he carve out a foothold in this realm of titans, but he would conquer at least fifty women, bending them willingly into his most loyal followers—his female slaves—forming his personal beauty harem and private legion.
He lifted his gaze to the blazing sun overhead, then glanced sideways. In the distance, several military Jeeps and Humvees sat haphazardly parked. Soldiers in uniform moved back and forth, and a anti-aircraft gun had been set up.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the air. Missile tails erupted in flames like dragons, streaking toward the surrounding peaks.
"Damn!" Li Qi muttered inwardly. "Is this Tony Stark testing weapons in the desert?"
Fresh to this utterly unfamiliar world, he wasn't sure if the missiles could kill him. Though he could feel his body had been reborn—far surpassing any normal human—he knew better than to take chances.
As he pondered, one missile hurtled straight toward him and detonated on a nearby dune in a thunderous blast. In an instant, the area was swallowed by a blinding cloud of sand and dust.
Li Qi quickly covered his mouth and nose, sprinting at top speed to escape the hazardous zone.
He veered right, intending to intercept the Humvee and Jeep convoy and demand an explanation from Tony Stark. He refused to suffer this random disaster for nothing.
At that moment, another convoy roared in like a storm and ambushed Tony Stark's group. Gunfire erupted immediately—sharp cracks like popping beans.
After a brief, fierce exchange, the attackers overwhelmed Stark's military escort.
Tony Stark was now trapped inside a Humvee, his face etched with panic and dread. The driver slumped lifelessly over the wheel, blood pooling. The female officer he'd been joking with moments earlier lay motionless on the sand beside the vehicle, her fate uncertain.
Li Qi arrived like a bolt of lightning. He dashed to the Humvee just as another missile screamed in with devastating force.
On instinct, he lashed out with a powerful kick—channeling raw strength into a mighty strike—and sent the Humvee skidding more than a meter away. He dodged to the side himself.
The explosion rocked the ground nearby, but it left him completely unscathed.
In the chaos of smoke and dust, Li Qi truly felt the immense power coursing through his enhanced body. A confident, faintly arrogant smile curved his lips.
Facing the snarling bandits armed with AKs and assault rifles, he moved like a phantom—darting left and right. With his newly upgraded physique, he bare-handedly crushed the entire group, sending them crumpling like leaves in a gale.
The remaining soldiers, seeing this, rallied and surged forward in a counterattack.
Once the bandits were defeated, everyone gathered around.
The troops respected strength above all. They looked at this Asian man with awe and admiration shining in their eyes.
Finally, the trembling Tony Stark mustered the courage to push open the door. After surviving the storm of violence, he had regained a measure of composure.
He opened his mouth to express gratitude—perhaps offer money or some polite words of thanks for saving his life.
But at that instant, Li Qi activated his mind control. A strange gleam flashed in his eyes, instantly turning Tony Stark into his first puppet.
The master-slave bond formed in an heartbeat. Without a word, Tony bowed his head respectfully to Li Qi, eyes filled with utter submission. Li Qi was now his absolute master.
Tony immediately ordered the convoy: some would stay to clean up the scene, while the rest continued the escort as planned.
The squad leader saluted and carried out the orders.
Two Humvees carried Li Qi and his new subordinate, racing toward the local military base. From there, they boarded a military plane, transferred at Kabul airport, and flew straight to Stark Industries headquarters.
Over the nearly ten-hour journey, Tony stood attentively at Li Qi's side—ever respectful—as a loyal subordinate. He reported every detail about himself and the company, then voluntarily transferred most of his personal wealth and company shares to Li Qi.
At the same time, Li Qi absorbed Tony's profound knowledge and exceptional engineering skills, growing even stronger.
The next morning, a military C-130 Hercules transport landed smoothly at a military airfield near New York.
As the rear ramp lowered, Li Qi spotted Pepper Potts—Virginia Potts—pacing anxiously nearby.
Tall and curvaceous, she wore a fitted white blouse with the top buttons undone, paired with a tight black pencil skirt that perfectly accentuated her full, rounded hips and long, shapely legs. Black stockings completed the look—professional yet irresistibly elegant.
Her hands were clenched so tightly her knuckles whitened; worry lined her face, brows furrowed.
Behind her stood medical teams, stretchers, and ambulances—rushed in from Stark Industries' private hospital.
Seeing Tony emerge unharmed, Pepper's heart finally settled.
Li Qi approached with Tony at his side. Without preamble, he focused his gaze. A subtle mental command seized control of Pepper, planting an unbreakable seed of loyalty in her mind—she could never betray him.
With two under his command, Li Qi dismissed the medical staff.
They climbed into black luxury sedans. Accompanied by Happy Hogan—Stark's stout head of security—they headed toward Tony's residence in New York's upscale district.
The villa was a true palace of luxury: grand exterior, meticulously manicured gardens blooming with flowers.
Upon arrival, Tony summoned every security guard and servant to the courtyard.
There, he solemnly announced that, within this residence, everyone must obey Mr. Li's every order.
The gathered staff stared at the strikingly handsome Asian man—some confused, some puzzled, others simply nodding in quiet acceptance.
Happy, with his prominent beer belly, publicly endorsed Tony's command, flashing an eager, servile smile.
Li Qi chose not to use mind control on the ordinary staff—for now.
He led Tony and Pepper inside the spacious, opulent villa, already plotting how to leverage his current resources and build an unstoppable empire in this world of superheroes and wonders.