"You're Thanos's son? What's that got to do with me? Eating's more important."
Saitama muttered lazily.
Medical studies show: keep a regular diet, balance meat and vegetables.
Boost immunity, activate cells—
Also good for scalp health.
As a homebody, Saitama knew this stuff well.
Thanos: "…"
Outside the mothership, Chitauri soldiers froze.
What the hell?! That's Thanos! He's like your father! No respect?!
The Other meant nothing to Thanos, but still—
A mere Earthling dared ignore his face?
Saitama yawned.
His gaze landed on the charm shard on the ground—
A thumb-sized piece of crystal, the source of Thanos's projection.
Crack.
He crushed it casually.
Thanos's words choked off mid-sentence.
"Better clean this up fast, then head home to eat. I'm tired."
Saitama sighed, fists rising again.
The Chitauri tribe collapsed instantly.
One punch shattered the mothership.
Terrified warriors and Leviathans lost all will, like workers denied pay.
They whimpered, dropped, and died where they stood.
The tribe—annihilated.
Among the stars, a colossal mountain burst apart.
Dust spread as Thanos narrowed his eyes at Earth.
On his rough purple face crept a cruel smile.
The Earth invasion plan…
Would need a small adjustment.
Saitama descended through the space rift.
With the Chitauri leader and mothership destroyed,
All invaders on Earth dropped dead at once.
New York, moments before filled with screams and gunfire, fell silent.
Then cheers erupted like thunder.
"We won!!"
"We actually won!!"
"Superheroes forever!"
"Saitama forever!!"
Joy and relief swept the people.
Saitama only half-closed his eyes.
Ignored again, huh?
Well… he was used to it.
He landed on Stark Tower's platform,
right beside Thor and Loki, who were still fighting.
In less than three minutes, everything was over.
Loki's mind was blank.
The Other had once held him in absolute fear, manipulating him through the scepter.
Even Loki, self-proclaimed ruler of Asgard, had only pretended at strength before him.
And now?
The Other hadn't even finished a sentence before he was gone.
"Oh? Thor?"
Saitama glanced at the thunder god.
Thor's body stiffened.
The first warrior of Asgard, second only to Odin—
And yet, in front of Saitama, he had no courage.
If Saitama wished, he could take Mjolnir in a blink, crush him to dust.
Even Odin couldn't stop this bald man.
"Heh… long time no see, Saitama!"
Thor forced a stiff smile.
"Loki, give up. You're finished."
Saitama said flatly, dead-fish eyes glancing over.
It was like lightning struck him.
Loki's body snapped straight, hair on end.
His eyes locked in terror on Saitama's red gloves.
Not even his brother at his side or the scepter in his hand could comfort him.
For the first time, death felt this close.
But damn it—
He was Asgard's prince!
The proud third princess!
How could he surrender before these pathetic Earthlings?
Before these trash "superheroes"?
Even in front of Thor, the brother he hated most?
Joke, right?!
His royal pride? His face?
He was Loki, the Iron-Boned Third Princess, arrogant and unmatched!
"I… I surrender."
His pale face twisted, the scepter clattered to the ground.
No courage left.
Saitama gave Loki and Thor a dull glance,
then walked toward the Tesseract.
Before the eyes of every superhero,
he reached into the blazing barrier barehanded.
Thor: "…"
Loki: "…"
Stark: "…"
Civilians: "…"
They would swear—
They had seen a man grab an active Tesseract with his bare hand.
Equivalent to holding a live nuclear warhead engine—
Times ten thousand.
Crack.
The alloy base shattered.
The Space Stone sat in Saitama's palm.
The wormhole collapsed.
The cube's generator fell useless, clattering onto a rooftop.
Saitama carried both down with ease.
[Ding! Honorable Saitama-sama, you have touched one of the Six Cosmic Origin Stones—The Space Stone.]
Name: Space Stone
Grade: SSS
Description: Said to be forged by the goddess Nemesis, one of the Six Cosmic Origin Stones. A primal power beyond ordinary force.
Effect: Grants the wielder the ability to bend or reorder space at will.
Remark: ???
"Huh? One of six origin stones? A Space Stone? Control space at will?
So my teleportation came from this thing, huh.
But… what's with the question marks?"
[Honorable Saitama-sama, ??? means unknown, or requires special conditions to activate.]
"Oh. Sounds strong.
Control space, huh? Even Fubuki's psychic powers couldn't do that.
Guess I'll just keep it."
But then a message popped up—
Required Contribution: 100E.
"…What the hell? Extortion much?"
Saitama grimaced.
His current contribution: 62E8792W.
Still short of 100E.
"Not enough, huh…"
He sighed helplessly.
[Ding! Due to your flawless performance, this system offers one extraction service.
Consume 50E contribution to extract from the Space Stone.
Result: gain part of its ability or components.]
(End of Chapter)
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