"Han Sen, thank you for the treat today! Don't forget what we talked about, next time I'll treat you to hotpot!"
Saitama patted his belly contentedly, making a serious promise to Han Sen.
Han Sen smiled and nodded in response, but couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.
Given his spending habits, the so-called hotpot feast would probably just be discounted meat rolls and vegetables from the supermarket.
However, if I could join the hotpot group, or even be a founder of the hotpot group, then…
Bringing my own ingredients and drinks wouldn't be out of the question!
After saying goodbye, Saitama stomped his red rubber boots, transforming into a flickering yellow blur that vanished in a blink, disappearing at the end of the street corner.
(Yongdaime & Flashy Flash: ?)
His astonishing speed didn't create even a hint of wind pressure, just like his punches, it was incredibly unscientific.
Watching Saitama's back instantly disappear, Han Sen couldn't help but sigh—
With such incredible speed, there's no need to worry about him missing the supermarket's special egg sale in A City.
Encountering the Son of Destiny in this world had a much greater impact on Han Sen than it appeared on the surface.
Although Han Sen himself didn't possess that unreasonable absolute power, through unremitting effort and sweat, he had forged his own path.
After all, who says cozying up to rich women and painstakingly searching the world for Origin Points doesn't count as effort and sweat?
Witnessing ultimate power didn't discourage Han Sen; instead, it further solidified his determination to bring everything under his control.
After all, who isn't a cheat?
The good news was that, in the eyes of the bald demon king, Han Sen had been categorized as a "good person who treats me to meals," placing him in the friendly passerby category.
So there was no need to worry about being targeted by a bald guy who could casually blow up a planet.
Standing up, Han Sen left the French Fry King Burger joint and strolled leisurely down the street that had just experienced a disturbance.
A faint smell of charring still lingered in the air, and Hero Association logistics personnel were efficiently clearing the debris left by the battle.
Pedestrians on the roadside looked at the scarred street, their faces filled with lingering fear and relief, praising the Hero Association staff.
Han Sen walked through them casually, hands in his pockets, like a tourist who had come to sightsee after the event.
This leisure time was perfect for inventorying recent resources and gains.
With a thought, the system panel, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.
First, rich woman rewards.
As long as he could continue to demonstrate sufficient value, Psykos, this angel investor, had never stopped her generosity.
The generous income, similar to daily quests, still accounted for the largest portion of Han Sen's Origin Point acquisition to date.
Second, the Senluo Project.
The tireless efforts of countless clones, day and night, had already brought the daily Origin Point income to a stable growth of around 50,000 points.
This was mainly because the Monster birth rate in this world had not yet reached its peak, and powerful Dragon-level Monsters were even rarer. Achieving the current income was already the result of Han Sen's army's saturated search.
In addition, the proficiency of various inherent abilities was also steadily increasing, and it was only a matter of time before all abilities were fully transcended.
Finally, the House of Evolution.
Dr. Genus's talent was beyond doubt; the mass production of Monster Cells had entered the final experimental stage, and the research and development of the first-generation Evolution Cells had also made breakthrough progress.
What Han Sen looked forward to even more was that the plan to mass-produce Dragon-level Cyborg was also taking shape.
The first batch of experimental subjects, based on the Asura Kabuto gene, had already formed biological embryos and were rapidly growing in cultivation tanks.
Multiple Asura Kabutos lining up to offer their heads—even weakened versions, this scene was too beautiful to imagine!
(Asura Kabuto: Masaka? Ashura… Slaughterhouse!?)
It seemed the trajectory of the entire world was developing in a positive direction.
Han Sen's steps paused slightly, and he looked up, squinting at the distant skyline.
As he moved, a dull roar like distant thunder belatedly arrived from the end of the horizon.
Rumble—!!
The sound wasn't loud, but it made Han Sen's eyelids twitch for no reason.
Immediately after, the ground shook violently, and many vehicles on the street, caught off guard, lost balance and collided, emitting piercing alarm sounds.
Pedestrians on the roadside stumbled and fell, unable to stand steady, letting out exclamations of surprise.
Within Han Sen's line of sight, in the direction of the city's edge, a monstrous mushroom cloud, ablaze with fire, was rising menacingly!
Even from a distance of tens of kilometers, one could clearly see that the sky was being swallowed by desperate fire and smoke.
"Oh dear, this damn world…"
Han Sen sighed helplessly, his eyes slightly unfocused.
"…really doesn't take praise well."
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The afternoon tranquility of Z City was completely shattered by a deafening roar.
In the suburbs, within an industrial park adjacent to D City, a large chemical plant suddenly exploded without warning.
The sky-high flames dyed half the sky red, and the enormous mushroom cloud composed of rolling black smoke and dust covered the ground, clearly visible from the city center tens of kilometers away.
"Alarm! Alarm! Southwest of Z City, coordinates… High-intensity energy burst detected! Repeat, high-intensity energy burst detected!"
"Received! Retrieve surveillance footage from the enterprise control room, intelligence team immediately investigate nearby communication signals! What's the situation on site? Are there any Monster traces?"
At Hero Association headquarters, piercing alarm bells echoed throughout the command center.
As disaster information from the branches was reported up the hierarchy, all staff members were busily working.
On the large screen, satellite images quickly locked onto the explosion site, and that area was instantly marked with an ominous deep red, representing the highest danger level.
The communication channel was chaotic, and soon, a heavily panting, panicked voice came back. The owner of the voice was an A-class Hero, Rank 22, who happened to be patrolling nearby, a gunman hero named "One-Shot" who was good at both long-range sniping and close combat but often suffered from gun jams.
"Mon—Monster! It's a Monster! The number… the number is too many! And I've already tested it, sniper bullets have no effect on these Monsters, they can actually regenerate quickly, damn it…!!"
The communication signal was intermittent, but the fragmented images transmitted back on the screen made all the staff members in the monitoring room gasp in cold air, their spines chilling.
In the footage, above the charred ruins, hundreds of worker corpses scattered throughout the factory area were slowly rising from the scorched earth!
Their incomplete limbs and bodies were enveloped and repaired by a flickering, bizarre black mist, and their throats emitted inhuman roars. Their eyes were bloodshot, like vengeful spirits crawling out from the deepest parts of hell.
And behind this terrifying tide of corpses, a figure so vast it was despair-inducing, loomed in and out of sight amidst the thick smoke and flames.
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