A high school student's ordinary existence unravels when he arrives in the Marvel Universe as a bounty hunter—where purchasing power determines supernatural abilities and everyone has a price. Blaine, a cunning mercenary, operates by a single rule: money talks. When Tony Stark becomes his latest contract, an unexpected dialogue emerges. "Stark, your bounty stands at three million," Blaine declares. Stark's response is pure Iron Man: "Three million? I've spent more on shawarma. I'll offer five million to disappear from your radar." Blaine's code reasserts itself: "I'm a professional bounty hunter with standards." Stark escalates brazenly: "Fifty million—take it and forget my name." Blaine's integrity shatters. "Agreed. See you next time, Mr. Stark." In this ruthless economy, money is the universal answer. One billion insufficient? Double it. Two billion lacking? Make it ten billion, one hundred billion, trillions without limit. In Blaine's cosmos, wealth doesn't merely solve predicaments—it conquers them entirely.