Chapter 633 Vaccine Man

"Hey, Saitama, have you given up?"

After a while, Saitama walked out of Oboro's house with a gloomy face again.

Facing Long's cry, he closed the door mercilessly.

Standing in the hallway of the apartment, Saitama rubbed his teeth, furious.

The next second, with a serious face and clenched fists, he said seriously, "I have decided..."

"I want to become stronger...strong enough to surpass you!"

"Revenge for being humiliated!"

The person he was talking about was naturally Long.

It has been a long time since Saitama was pinned to the ground by an 'enemy' like this. What was even more deadly... was the look on Oboro's face after he defeated him.

Completely broke down the bald man's psychological defenses.

But he was helpless. He couldn't just beat him up, right?

However, his anger only lasted for a moment, and Saitama regained his composure and fell asleep after eating.

Then the next day, he continued his daily routine.

After the exorcism and the game, the relationship between Oboro and Saitama has improved, at least the sense of strangeness is gone.

But Saitama has to live. After Oboro gave up following the bald man, apart from going out for a walk or staying at home when he had nothing to do, he spent most of his time practicing... Moreover, once he entered a state of meditation, it would last for several days and nights, so both of them maintained their own pace of life.

Just play games and chat occasionally.

The days passed one by one in this 'calm as water' rhythm.

One day, evening.

Oboro invited Saitama to his home for dinner, and Saitama complained that he hadn't seen Oboro for 'a while' and was worried about him.

The reason why he didn't see Long was naturally because Long was practicing.

Oboro prepared some excellent meals, and Saitama ate them with relish, feeling very satisfied.

The two were bored, so instead of playing games, they chatted about some topics.

"Weird guy?"

Saitama lay on the floor, legs crossed. "When I was very young, there didn't seem to be such a thing as monsters... If I were to talk about memory, it seems to have started from 20 years ago, but at that time, the number and frequency of monsters were quite small. What I remember more clearly is that when I was in middle school, more than ten years ago... on average, there was only one monster every eight or nine months. Then it increased year by year until now, monsters appear anytime and anywhere... Not only in number, but also in strength... To be honest, it feels... Yeah."

Saitama pondered for a moment, "How should I describe it... I seem to be a little more irritable."

"From your appearance, you should be about my age. It's impossible that you don't know these things, right?"

After saying this, the bald man looked at Long.

"I know a little, but not too clearly. After all... I'm just an ordinary person, not like you... a hero."

Hazy smiled.

After Saitama came back, he went straight into his house.

The strange uniform on his body has not been taken off yet. This appearance... is still a little different from that of ordinary people.

"You, I say..."

Saitama sighed, sat up cross-legged, and stared at Oboro.

"what happened?"

"That's too fake... You must have killed a lot of weirdos, right?"

"..."

Long narrowed his eyes and pretended to be surprised, "How did you know that?"

"My intuition... You are obviously not simple, so rich and powerful... You said before that someone was chasing you, so you fled here to settle down. But I think, if it is true, then the person who wants to kill you must be more powerful. Then for such a person or force, even this no-man's land... should not scare them."

Long didn't respond and kept smiling.

"Well... But these things have nothing to do with me... You must have your reasons for doing this."

Saitama lay back down again.

"As for the heroes you mentioned... that's just my interest."

"People... eventually have to return to their lives..."

"Speaking of which... I participated in a prize money competition today, but I lost... Damn it!!!"

Through chatting, Oboro knew how Saitama made his living. In addition to his part-time job, he occasionally caught bounty hunters and looked for competitions held in various cities, where he could win money by winning. He had participated in all kinds of prizes, from millions to thousands of yuan... or daily necessities, but unfortunately... he had never won anything.

It was as if he was cursed. God just didn't want him to be rich.

As he was speaking, the picture on the TV program suddenly changed.

A host was reporting that a strange man had appeared in City K.

"Emergency report! Emergency report!"

Judging from the picture, it seems to be the city center of K City, where people gather.

Loudspeakers on the streets were also sounding shrill alarms, urging people to take shelter quickly.

Seeing this, Saitama stood up, walked to the entrance and started changing his shoes.

It was obvious that he was rushing to the scene of the incident.

"Want to go there?"

Long asked, "That's not necessary... It seems the battle has already begun, those heroes should be able to handle it, right?"

The screen shows a group of heroes from the Hero Association working together to fight against that weirdo... Judging from the situation on the battlefield, the heroes clearly have the upper hand.

By the time Saitama gets there, it might be over.

"Well, thanks for the treat... I ate a bit too much tonight, so I'll go take a walk."

Saitama stretched his shoulders and turned back to say something to him.

Then, he went out.

After the bald man left, Long looked at the images on TV again... and found that the number of weirdos in K City suddenly began to increase.

It turns out that this weirdo is not a single individual, but a whole "group".

The one being besieged by the heroes is just the monster leader.

On this earth, there are many 'alienated' biological races that coexist 'peacefully' with humans in this world.

Things like the Deep Sea King, the Sky King, etc. are also collectively referred to as "Monster Disasters", so this phenomenon often occurs.

Undoubtedly, Saitama's choice and judgment were correct.

"The element of monsters should have started to appear twenty years ago... along with that mysterious Rubik's Cube." Oboro thought about the topic he had just talked about with Saitama, pondered for a while, and turned off the TV.

Now that Saitama has set off, there is nothing to worry about.

Maybe, King is also in K City now...

……

After a while, on a sunny day.

As a figure fell from the sky in City A, a horrific explosion occurred on the surface of the ground, and fire and smoke rushed up to the sky.

The entire city's operating mechanism immediately fell into chaos and stagnation.

High in the sky, Long witnessed the collapse of countless buildings and the evaporation of human dwellings from the earth in an instant by energy waves.

He rushed over after hearing the news report.

Saitama set off before him...he will probably be here soon.

“It’s amazing.”

Hazy muttered to himself.

It is worthy of being a top-level dimension.

This is the human plate of the supercontinent, and the land area is several times, or even dozens of times, larger than the Earth time and space where he came from, Full-time, Demon Slayer, and One Piece. So much so that even the smallest human city on the supercontinent is quite large in other worlds... And the destruction brought about by this sudden disaster to the humans living in this world is immeasurable.

"When I was reading the original work before, I was so immersed in Saitama's amazing power... I didn't notice at all how terrible the methods of these monsters were..." Long sighed.

As far as the eye could see, the urban area where he was located was already a pile of ruins and yellow earth, without any signs of a city.

With this kind of area and this kind of exaggerated destructive power, how many people will die?
Hazily overlooking the murderer who was walking on the earth without restraint.

"If this thing were placed in other worlds, Demon Slayer would be mentioned. Just talking about One Piece and Full-Time Job, if it is only in the human realm, it should be infinitely close to the ruling level." Oboro commented.

In his focused field of vision, there was a purple-skinned copy of 'Lord Piccolo'.

It really looks like...

Yes, it’s the Vaccine Man at the beginning of the story.

"Even with Saitama, his protection is not absolute..."

(End of this chapter)

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