After a satisfying meal, the messy dining table was quickly cleaned up.
Han Sen leaned back on the sofa, contentedly letting out a satisfied burp.
Then, as if by magic, he conjured a beautifully printed, large game console box onto the coffee table.
"Come on, it's time for some post-dinner entertainment."
Han Sen patted the box and raised an eyebrow at the other two.
Saitama curiously leaned over; although he wasn't a shut-in, game consoles, like mechs, naturally held an irresistible, hard-control level of attraction for boys.
Compared to Saitama, King was much more professional.
Looking at the limited edition packaging, his expression subtly shifted.
He stepped forward, took an art knife from the coffee table drawer, and while expertly unpacking it, he examined the LOGO and various information on the packaging, a trace of surprise flashing across the stoic face of the strong man.
"So it's this! The co-branded collector's limited edition of the hottest fighting game, "Street Fighter 2077," and "Beach Girl"!!
A sharp gleam flashed in King's eyes, and a hint of excitement emerged in his usually suppressed, low voice.
"A very hard-to-buy collector's edition game console! My order on the official website is currently still in the queue for qualification drawing!"
"The co-branded game models themselves are quite good, and the sense of impact is also top-tier!"
Saitama listened, dumbfounded, with a look of not understanding but being deeply impressed.
Then, he too was inexplicably hyped up, infected by the atmosphere, and echoed, "Then let's have a hearty battle!"
Evidently, for this hero by hobby, games were among the few things that could pique his interest.
Of course, there was only one thing that ranked first, and that was…
Justice Execution! ✘
Supermarket Sale! ♦
As the uncrowned king of the gaming world, a phantom-god level player who dominated all major game rankings, King possessed absolute confidence and dominance in all games.
Just now, at the hot pot table, he almost fainted from hunger, witnessing two non-human beings perform the "food disappearance act" throughout, and it was impossible for him not to feel a bit stifled.
Now, it was finally his turn to show off his skills and reclaim his dignity!
"Cough."
King cleared his throat and subtly straightened his posture.
The three hideous scars seemed to soften slightly under the light, exuding the composure of a strong individual.
Soon, King skillfully connected all the equipment, and the game's magnificent opening CG appeared on the large LCD television screen.
"Me first, me first!"
Saitama was the first to snatch a brand new wireless controller, excitedly scrolling through the character selection interface.
He finally settled the cursor on a demon warrior character with bulging muscles, a pair of wings on his back, and a giant axe in his hand, looking full of explosive power.
"I choose you! 'Inferno Roarer'! Crush everything with absolute power!"
Saitama grinned, the reflection from his bald head particularly dazzling, as if he had already foreseen his victory.
"Eh, Mr. Han Sen, aren't you going to play?"
King picked up the other controller and, seeing Han Sen leisurely tearing open a bag of potato chips and opening a bottle of iced cola, couldn't help but ask in surprise.
Han Sen shoved a large handful of potato chips into his mouth, waved his hand indistinctly, a profound smile on his face.
"No, no, I'm not playing. I'm responsible for providing logistics and moral support."
—Heh heh, what a joke!
—Playing a fighting game with King… Didn't I get beaten enough last time?
Han Sen sneered inwardly.
Back then, he was young and reckless.
He knew that King's performance in games was comparable to Saitama's in combat, yet he still wanted to challenge him, relying on his far superior reaction speed and dynamic vision…
As a result, he was mercilessly thrashed by King from beginning to end, using all sorts of incredible methods.
That humiliation was still fresh in his memory.
—Today, it's finally your turn, Saitama!
—Let you also taste this despair that I once endured!
"Saitama, don't lose face! Stay sharp! You got this!" Han Sen said, eating potato chips and switching into hype-man mode, "King, beat him up! This guy is ridiculously strong in a fight, but I bet 5 bucks he's a noob at games!"
King: "…"
Saitama: "…"
"You, if you're not playing, shut up!" × 2
The two of them simultaneously roared at the instigating Han Sen, but it was false to say they weren't affected.
Han Sen immediately spread his hands and made a zipping motion across his mouth.
"Hayaku hayaku~~" (Hurry up, hurry up~~)
Immediately, the hot-blooded Saitama let out an unidentifiable urging sound.
"Alright then."
King nodded, his focused gaze sweeping across the character selection interface.
He didn't meticulously choose like Saitama, simply shaking the joystick casually, finally selecting a small, silver-haired girl wearing a Gothic Lolita dress.
She was petite, holding a worn-out rag doll in her arms.
Her eyes were large and vacant, her expression pitiful, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.
Character name: "Annihilation Doll · Lilith."
Saitama frowned when he saw King's choice: "Huh? You actually chose a little girl?"
"King, are you looking down on me? I chose 'Inferno Roarer'! The strongest power-type character in the description!"
King merely smiled faintly, saying in the tone of a master who felt lonely at the top: "Just random."
Han Sen, standing nearby, almost burst out laughing.
"Random?" Saitama felt greatly insulted. "Good! In that case, I'll experience your strength first, King!"
[ROUND 1! FIGHT!]
The moment the match began, Saitama impatiently pressed the attack button.
The "Inferno Roarer" he controlled let out a thunderous roar, and the giant axe in his hand burst into raging flames, unleashing a dazzling combo that looked incredibly powerful, chopping down towards the small figure!
"Blaze Slash! Taste my power!" Saitama shouted his self-created move name, full of momentum.
However, King calmly moved the joystick left and right, using the simplest blocks and back-hops to completely neutralize all of Saitama's attacks.
Seizing a tiny opening in one of Saitama's combos that wasn't even a true weakness, King's character moved.
Instantly, he manually performed a higher-priority super armor counter, followed by a textbook-perfect sequence of normal attacks, throws, and rising uppercuts…
A set of unadorned yet rhythmic combos flowed smoothly, directly taking Saitama's character from full health to empty, without him even touching the ground from the air.
No, he did touch the ground during it.
However, mechanisms like knockdown protection hadn't even triggered before King broke them with throws and other techniques, then directly comboed him to death.
[K.O.!]
[PERFECT!]
Two large golden words appeared on the screen, proclaiming the outcome of the duel.
Saitama: "…"
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