Joson spoke to Saitama, his voice exuding a convincing appeal.

"In addition to the teaching team, our logistics support is also top-notch! Equipment, venues and facilities can be found together with Dr. Cusseno, the one from the Genos family.

"I have other channels to get high-efficiency energy drinks and full medical coverage."

"Look, isn't the structure of the training class all set up?"

said Jossen head-on, Saitama listened, his expression changed from initial doubt to confusion, and finally to Jossen nodding his head again and again every time he said a word.

Finally, he even summed it up himself, "So, it seems that it has no impact on my current life?" "

Yes, what impact can it have, you can train as usual and carry out heroic activities!"

"It's equivalent to using your S-class hero identity to put a name in it

!" "This way!" Continuing

to enter the rhythm of Jossen, Saitama subconsciously continued to nod, then frowned, and suddenly found a blind spot.

Joson

was stunned for less than 0.1 seconds, then completed the brainstorming, and said very smoothly: "There are class teachers in the class, right? I am the class teacher of the training class!

While thinking that it would be OK to leave this kind of thing to a tool figure doppelganger with full responsibility, he randomly made up a hard way: "For example, the training class meal can be outsourced to the high-end restaurant outside, so that they can deliver the food to the entrance of the no-man's land every day, so as to ensure that students and teachers can eat healthy and delicious free meals every day." "

Goo.

Before the words fell, a strange sound suddenly sounded next to Jossen, like an ordinary steamroller thrown into the calm lake, strangely sounded.

The key is that the timbre sounds a little inexplicably familiar.

A certain brine egghead: ...

Qiao Sen turned his head, just in time to see Saitama as if he swallowed something, at this moment quickly lowered his hand, and said with a serious face: "For the sake of helping other heroes, I can reluctantly think about it!"

- definitely not for some "healthy and delicious free meal"!

At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the kitchen, as if something had been knocked over.

"What's wrong, Genos?"

Saitama craned his neck and looked towards the kitchen, and saw that Xiaojie's hands turned into afterimages, and in an instant he finished cleaning up the clipboard and garbage that had been turned over on the floor, and then with an arrow step, the person had already arrived in the living room.

Only then did the air resound with the screech of extremely fast friction of the airflow.

"Mr. Josson

!" "Eh..." Jossen looked at Genos, who seemed to be a little excited in front of him, in surprise, and quickly said, "Xiaojie, don't worry, what do you say?" Genos

suddenly bowed his head and said seriously: "Please hand over the food supply work of the training class to me, I want to be personally responsible for the teacher's three meals a day!"

Uh, no problem!"

Johnson couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, it is also possible that in the eyes of Genos, a filial child, Mr. Saitama's three meals a day is already a big thing.

Joson: Family, who knows, was made to tears by a robot guy... Crying for me!!(

〒▽〒)

Saitama:... After

☉ ☉

thinking about it, Qiao Sen quickly made up a suitable position, and said with a smile: "Then you will be a study committee member and logistics committee member, including the procurement of ingredients and the confirmation of dishes, can you do it?"

Please leave these things to me!!"

Saitama: "..."

(⊙o⊙)

After Genos turned and left, he unconsciously pulled the corner of Rajoson's clothes, looking confused.

"Well

," Joson shrugged, nodded in affirmation of his thoughts, and glanced at Genos' back, "It was just an idea, but now... It seems that the project has already been established. "

“...... All right. "

Jossen is not an inkblot character, since he decided to do it, start at this moment.

He immediately dropped Saitama, who continued to lay out the rotten ones, got up handsomely, and went to the balcony to make a few calls.

Just look at his back and tell that this is a man who is ready to do something big!

"Good afternoon, Miss Lani... Hahaha, guessed right, there is indeed something to ask you for help... SO, PLEASE HELP ME CONTACT SOME INFLUENTIAL MEDIA AND WEBSITES, JUST SAY THAT I AM READY TO OPEN A TRAINING CLASS FOR PROFESSIONAL HEROES, WELL, SPECIFICALLY BALABLA..."

In addition to me, there are "Silver Fangs", "The Strongest on Earth", "Hair Loss Cloak Man" and "Devil Transformation Man"... That's right, after all, my circle of friends is basically S-class heroes. "

In the "Blowing Snow Group" who is so busy that he loses contact: Brother-in-law, I... Not worthy!?(っ ̯ -.) )

“...... Yes, voluntary registration, no fee, this period of the quota is tentatively set at 10... Yes, the internal channels of the association are also gone, that's it. Hanging

up the call to Lani, Joson found another name.

"Hello, Dr. Cuseyno, I'm Joson... Ah, no thanks, if it's not enough, I can get another batch back next month! Oh, how can I ask for your stuff for nothing, Genos is also my little friend...

"A certain cosmic emperor in another world: Ayoshi Ayoshi!

- the hateful Vegeta !!

(ꐦ◣益◢)

Joson can not care what the supplier next door thinks, after talking to Dr. Cusseno, he finds another numbered contact.

"Hey, No. 42, yes, I'll give you an account, you call 100 million into it now, and I'll find you again if there is a need in the future... Well, that's it, hang up!"

Johnson hung up his phone, and when he turned his head, he saw a hairy egg almost sticking to his face.

"I'm leaning!!" "

Saitama, what ↗↘↗ are you doing?"

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