The bizarre adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Climbing up a barren hillside, the wind blowing in the face was obviously much stronger than in the city.

Looking down at the city hidden at the end of the forest, Qiao Sen raised his hand and drew a purple card from the void.

「"Heart of Rage", equipment completed!

……

"Hmm?"

In the mountain temple, a silver-haired old man who was sipping tea twitched his ears slightly. The moment he put down the teacup, his seemingly hunched figure disappeared from the spot. He reappeared on the top of the mountain, with his hands on the pergola, gazing into the distance.

At the end of the horizon, the clear blue sky was covered with leaden dark clouds, the wind was howling, lightning and thunder were flashing, and violent lightning pillars pierced the sky and the earth, hitting a hill. The sky and the earth were dark, a doomsday scene. The energetic old man held his chin and thought:"What a strong thunderstorm, it feels weird.……"

……

City Z.

A panting black-haired young man stopped to wipe his sweat, and then was attracted by the strange sight in the sky and looked up.

"Weird, is it going to rain again? Then I'll just run back for the remaining five kilometers.……���……ha……"

As he said this, he turned around, gasping for breath, and ran towards the city with difficulty.

……

Under the thundercloud.

The moment he equipped the character card, Qiao Sen felt that the electric charge in his body was rioting.

As his eyes were dyed silver-white by the violent thunder energy, the endless electric current burst completely submerged his tall figure.

Endless thunder and lightning burst out.

……

Another two days passed.

A new week arrived, and Qiao Sen showed up at the police station as if nothing had happened. He handed in the report on the monster attack last week, chatted with several colleagues of the same period, and then rode on the scooter to start the day's work.

No one saw that a small arc of electricity would burst out from the end of his hair from time to time, jumping into the air and disappearing.

Due to the recent frequent monster disasters, the police resources in Z City have gradually become tight. Qiao Sen, who joined the company this year as an outstanding newcomer, has also been authorized to patrol alone.

Leaving the police station, he was chewing on a pineapple bun bought on the road, and a cup of hot milk wrapped in telekinesis was floating on the faucet. The working atmosphere was very relaxed.

Due to conflicts of functions, insufficient top-level combat power and other reasons, the role of the police was gradually replaced by the Hero Association, and finally became a tool for cleaning up the mess.

Qiao Sen did not have the ideal of changing this situation, but instead had the idea of finding a part-time job. Anyway, if a monster appeared, it had to be dealt with, so wouldn't it be better to get two salaries?

The disaster reporting system of the police department is still very useful. Being in the system, Qiao Sen can learn about the movements of monsters in the jurisdiction at the first time.

As long as the police are quick enough, they will hardly encounter monster snatchers...

Puff - just thinking about it, Qiao Sen spat out a mouthful of milk when he saw a scene on the roadside.

Not far ahead, a black-haired young man in a blue and white sportswear was staggering forward, sweat rolling down his cheeks like money, his chest rising and falling like a broken bellows, and his mouth was breathing violently like a leak.

Qiao Sen's mind automatically photoshopped out the young man's thick black hair, and the next second, his figure gradually overlapped with a bald head with dead fish eyes.

Saitama didn't run away.

Speaking of monster snatchers, monster snatchers came.

Qiao Sen sighed, and inexplicably felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Judging from this trend, his job as a policeman may not be so stable.

Huchi, huff, huff...

Saitama, who had once again completed long-distance running training with difficulty, held his thigh, gasping for air as if his lungs were about to burst.

People would believe that he would die suddenly in the next second.

After parking the scooter on the side of the road outside the park, Qiao Sen threw the bag of breakfast into the trash can.

At this time, Saitama, who barely managed to get to the park, was doing squat training with a painful mask on under the strong watch of a group of playing kids.

No, that's not training, that's torture.

As expected, after 100 squats, there are still 100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups to go.

For Saitama, whose eyes were already bloodshot, such a workload is simply an impossible task.

Qiao Sen watched silently for a moment, and then the car intercom received a message that a bag thief was fleeing three blocks away. He looked at the map and activated his telekinesis.

The azure spiritual flame wrapped his whole body, and his body suddenly became lighter and got rid of gravity, and quickly rose into the sky.

As a superpower, it should be reasonable to be able to fly, right?

With the advantage of flying, Qiao Sen looked down at the surrounding blocks from a high vantage point. After the spider sense was enhanced, his vision quickly locked onto the bag thief who thought he had succeeded and was hiding in the alley to check the loot.

After finding the target, the rest is easy.

With a dive, Qiao Sen accelerated towards the ground, and the concentrated telekinesis formed a substantial gravity field, which he smashed down.

The hero appears!

"Oh……"

The bag thief, who sensed something was wrong, just looked up when he was hit in the face by a force field that fell from the sky. He fell into a baby-like sleep without even a scream.

Qiao Sen then landed, handcuffed the unfortunate thief's hands behind his back, and sent him to a nearby jiaoban, or security booth.

In less than two minutes, the police response was over.

On the other side, a small park on the side of the road

"97……"

"……98!"

……

Saitama was doing push-ups one by one, looking like he was about to vomit blood.

His speed was very touching.

He would lie down, then push up again after half a minute.

"……100!"

"Huh, huh, huh——"

Even so, he still completed all the training without compromise.

Silently, Qiao Sen lit candles for the monsters who had not yet appeared.

R.I.P.

Run, silly children!

""Mr. Officer, what can I do for you?"

Saitama, who was almost exhausted after finishing the training, suddenly saw a tall young police officer walking towards him and couldn't help asking

"Here, drink some soda, please."

""Huh?"

Saitama took it subconsciously, and before he could react, he already had a bottle of ice-cold orange soda in his hand.

Gulp.

His body, in desperate need of water, sent out thirsty signals. Although Saitama didn't understand why, his natural instincts helped him accept the kindness of strangers.

"Thanks, that's a great help!"

"You're welcome."

Seeing Saitama had already started smoking, Qiao Sen unscrewed a bottle himself:"I just happened to pass by and saw that you were training hard. You have great willpower."

Saitama suddenly realized and glanced at the half-remaining orange soda in his hand. It was his favorite flavor.

He couldn't help but thank him again from the bottom of his heart:"Thank you, Officer!"

"You're welcome," Qiao Sen patted Saitama's shoulder and raised the bottle to encourage him,"Keep it up."

"I will."

Watching Qiao Sen turn and leave, Saitama drank the rest of his drink:"This police officer is a good person."