The Beetle Monster let out a piercing shriek, and the sound waves spread out as visible ripples, making the gravel on the ground jump.
Its outstretched limbs froze in the air, looking terrifying and menacing, like a final BOSS making its entrance, followed by a Monster's opening monologue that sounded like it came from a unified training school.
"Gie-jie-jie-jie!"
"I am 'Centennial Steel-Armored Larva'!"
"I slept for a hundred years, and today I have been awakened by you ants!"
"All life on this land will become my food for my coming-of-age ceremony!"
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Its voice, transmitted through the high-frequency vibrations of its neck carapace, carried a sharp, metallic friction-like quality that was particularly grating.
Its words were filled with a tyrannical hunger and thirst for slaughter and consumption.
"Oh? We have ingredients... no, a Monster has arrived."
Han Sen raised an eyebrow, looking at the large bug with interest.
—Remove the head and organs, then grill it. The protein content is at least 60 times that of beef. It tastes like chicken, and it's crispy!
Beside him, Saitama's eyes also showed a strange gleam, like a gourmet discovering new ingredients.
—It's so big; the meat must be very firm, right?
Although his true form was a bug-type Monster, Han Sen had no psychological burden when it came to eating bugs.
Monsters in this world rarely had familial ties; they were all unique individuals born from mutations.
Moreover, the law of the food chain was always this simple and unadorned.
If you're not sitting at the table, you might end up on the table.
This Demon-level Monster could just be today's lunch.
Slurp—
Saitama unconsciously swallowed, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the Beetle Monster's sturdy limbs and thick abdomen: "It says it's a larva~~?"
Han Sen naturally chimed in: "Hmm, then the meat should be very tender, right?"
Saitama nodded in agreement: "It should taste great grilled."
The two Monster ingredient enthusiasts exchanged glances, confirming with their eyes that they were people who would eat it.
Due to the distance, the recently awakened beetle did not know that another unlucky fellow who had just woken up had already been eaten into a bear skeleton by these people in the distance, and was still brandishing its sharp forelimbs menacingly.
"Saitama Sensei!"
Meanwhile, on the hotpot side, Genos, who had been wearing an apron and diligently flipping skewers at the grill a moment ago, instantly erupted with blue electrical arcs.
He ripped off his apron, and his full body armor plates quickly closed, entering battle mode!
With a flash, he shielded Saitama and Han Sen behind him.
Han Sen & Saitama: ??? x 2
Genos's Incineration Cannons on both arms opened, and the power thrusters in various parts of his body brewed high-temperature flames capable of distorting the air, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"This Monster, please allow me to eliminate it!"
"Uh...!"
Saitama looked at his resolute back, hesitated for a moment, then earnestly instructed: "Then remember not to overcook it."
If it's overcooked, the meat will become tough and not taste good.
Genos's handsome metal body trembled at these words, and data streams flashed like a waterfall in his golden electronic eyes!
—Sensei means...
—I see! I understand!
Genos's core processor ran wildly at the speed of a cold smoke, instantly analyzing three layers of profound meaning from Saitama's seemingly casual remark!
—First, the literal meaning, reminding me to control my firepower during battle, to precisely control my own strength, and to use every bit of energy effectively!
—Second, tactical guidance! 'Don't overcook it' is a warning that my fighting style relies too much on large-scale, high-output 'Incineration Cannons,' which consume a huge amount of energy and have a single attack pattern, making me vulnerable to enemy targeting!
—Third, battle philosophy! Fire refers to both power and spirit. 'Overcooking' is a warning not to be blinded by the desire for battle and the anger of revenge, but to always maintain calm judgment!
—This is a test of my state of mind!
—So that's it... Every word from Sensei contains such profound wisdom!
Having understood all this, Genos felt his thoughts suddenly clear.
He glanced at the Beetle Monster, which exuded a powerful aura, and an unprecedented fierce fighting spirit ignited in his golden electronic eyes.
"Leave it to me, Saitama Sensei! I will not disappoint you!"
Saitama: ?
"No, why does it feel like this kid suddenly got all fired up, like he's on steroids?"
Feeling that the air had become much hotter because of it, Saitama couldn't help but scratch his bald head, looking puzzled.
Han Sen, without using Imaginary Divine Power, could guess Genos's rich psychological activity and laughed: "He probably imagined something strange from your words and gained motivation and belief, right?"
"Eh, did I say something?"
Saitama blinked, looking up at the sky and trying hard to recall, but ultimately found nothing.
"Damn it, I won't chat with Genos after drinking anymore, lest I say something that kid misunderstands..."
While the two were discussing, Genos let out a low growl, and the thrusters in his legs instantly spewed out scorching flames!
He shot out like a cannonball, leaving a charred trail on the ground, blasting towards the Steel-Armored Larva Monster!
Saitama watched for a couple of seconds and then lost interest, as he was purely a physical combatant and couldn't understand cyborg battles at all.
Hmm, it perfectly matched his understanding of games and his gaming skill level.
The next moment, he had already turned into an afterimage and slipped back to the barbecue grill, picking up a skewer of freshly grilled pork belly and eating it with relish.
"You guy, you're already acting like a hands-off boss."
Seeing this, Han Sen couldn't help but complain.
"Genos asked for it himself."
Saitama grilled pork belly with one hand and took a yakitori that King had grilled and handed over, taking over Genos's work, eating with great enjoyment.
"Besides, I really don't know how to teach him to become stronger; he's a cyborg."
"Shouldn't a machine's performance be determined at the time of manufacture?"
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in King's eyes.
—No, even machines, or programmed game characters, have their own souls!
Clearly, in this regard, he did not agree with Saitama's statement.
However, King did not raise any objections, but instead diverted some of his attention to the battle about to erupt in the sky.
—Come on, Genos-kun!
—If you get broken, my hotpot will be in danger later!
"It's fine," Han Sen joined the skewer-eating team right after him, saying leisurely, "Genos will figure it out himself. Look, hasn't it already begun?"
On the other side, Genos had already engaged the Monster in battle.
Boom—!
This time, he combined King's full instruction from yesterday with Saitama Sensei's profound warning from just now. He didn't start with an Incineration Cannon as usual, but instead chose a close-quarters probe!
His alloy-wrapped iron fist, with a force that tore through the air, heavily slammed onto the Beetle Monster's outer shell!
A series of dazzling sparks erupted, accompanied by a loud "clang"!
The powerful recoil made Genos's arm slightly numb—meaning the built-in sensors of his bionic muscle system were slightly obstructed.
Meanwhile, only a shallow white mark was left on the Monster's carapace.
"Such a hard carapace!"
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