The Bizarre Adventures of One Punch Man

"Heart of Rage", the equipment is complete!

……

"Ok?"

In the mountain ashram, a little silver-haired old man who was sipping tea moved his ears slightly. The moment he put down the teacup, his seemingly hunched figure disappeared from the spot, and reappeared on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance with a pergola in his hands.

At the end of the sky, lead-colored dark clouds rolled up in the blue sky without knowing when, the wind whimpered, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, violent thunderbolts pierced the sky and hit a small mountain, the sky and the earth were dark, a scene of doomsday .

The hale and hearty little old man held his chin, thoughtful: "It's such a strong thunderstorm, it feels weird..."

……

City Z.

A panting black-haired young man jogging stopped and wiped his sweat. Then he was attracted by the vision on the horizon and looked up.

"Strange, is it going to rain again in this damn weather? Then run back for the remaining five kilometers... Ha... Ha..."

As he said that, he turned around and gasped for breath, while running towards the city with difficulty.

……

Under the thundercloud.

The moment the character card was equipped, Qiao Sen only felt that the electric charges in his whole body were rioting.

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

Endless thunder and lightning erupted.

……

Another two days passed.

The new week came, Qiao Sen was fine, he showed up at the police station in the morning, handed in the report of the monster attack last week, chatted with several colleagues in the same period, and then rode on the little sheep and started a day's work.

No one saw it, but from time to time a tiny arc shot out from the tip of his hair, jumping into the air and disappearing.

Due to the recent frequent incidents of monster disasters, the police resources in City Z have been gradually strained. As an outstanding newcomer, Qiao Sen, who joined the job this year, has also been authorized to patrol alone.

Leaving the police station, he was gnawing on the pineapple buns he bought on the way, and there was still a cup of hot milk wrapped in Nianli floating on the faucet. The working atmosphere was very relaxed.

Due to functional conflicts, insufficient combat power at the top, and other reasons, the role of the police was gradually replaced by the Heroes' Association, and finally became a tool for cleaning up.

Qiao Sen has no ambition to change this situation, but instead has the idea of ​​finding a part-time job.

Anyway, weird people have 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 within the system, Qiao Sen can immediately know the movements of weird people in the jurisdiction.

As long as the police are dispatched quickly enough, you will almost never encounter monster snatchers...

puff--

Just as he was thinking about it, Qiao Sen, who saw a scene on the roadside, spurted out a mouthful of milk.

Not far ahead, a black-haired young man in blue and white sportswear was staggering forward, sweat rolling down his cheeks like money, his undulating chest was like a broken bellows, and there was air leaking from his mouth. Breathing violently.

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

It's just that Saitama didn't run away.

Talk about grabbing monsters, and here comes the one who grabs monsters.

Qiao Sen sighed, with an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

Judging from this trend, my own police job is not necessarily so stable.

Hachi, Hachi, Hachi...

Saitama, who had once again struggled to complete long-distance running training, held his thighs and looked like he was about to breathe out his lungs, gasping for air.

Some people believe that he will die suddenly in the next second.

Parking the little sheep on the side of the road outside the park, Qiao Sen threw the finished breakfast bag into the trash can.

At this time, Saitama, who barely made it to the park with one step at a time, was doing squat training wearing a pain mask under the strong onlookers of a group of playing kids.

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

As expected, 100 squats ended, followed by 100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups.

For Saitama, whose eyes were bloodshot, this amount of exercise was simply an impossible task.

Qiao Sen watched silently for a moment, and then the car intercom received a report that a bag thief was fleeing three blocks away.

Glancing at the map, the power of thought was activated.

The azure spiritual flame enveloped the whole body, and the body suddenly broke away from the gravity of the earth, and quickly rose to the sky.

As a person with superpowers, it should be very reasonable for him to be able to fly, right?

With the advantage of flying, Qiao Sen looked down at the surrounding neighborhoods from a high position. After the spider sense was strengthened, his eyesight quickly locked on the bag thief who thought he had succeeded and was hiding in the alley to check the loot.

Spot the target, and the rest is simple.

With a dive, Qiao Sen accelerated to the ground, and the condensed thoughts formed a substantial gravitational force field, which fell down smoothly.

Here comes the hero!

"Oh……"

The bag thief who sensed that something was wrong with the wind just raised his head when he was covered in the face by the force field that fell from the sky, and he fell into a baby-like sleep without even making a scream.

Qiao Sen then landed, handcuffed the hapless thief with his hands behind his back, and sent him to the nearby Jiaofan, which is the security post, with his hands dirty.

In less than 2 minutes, the police call ended.

On the other side, there is a small park by the roadside.

"97..."

"...98!"

……

Saitama was doing push-ups one by one as if he was about to vomit blood.

The speed is very impressive.

Lie down on your stomach, and then hold that for half a minute.

"...100!"

"Hu, hu, hu-"

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

Silently, Qiao Sen lighted the wax in advance for the weirdos who hadn't appeared yet.

R.I.P.

run!Silly boys!

"Mr. Police Officer, what's the matter?"

After finishing the training, Saitama, who was close to collapse, suddenly saw a tall young police officer walking towards him, and couldn't help asking.

"Here, please drink soda."

"what?"

Saitama subconsciously took it, and before he knew it, there was a bottle of cold orange soda in his hand.

grunt.

The body in urgent need of water sent signals of hunger. Although Saitama didn't understand why, his natural nerves still helped him accept the kindness of strangers.

"Thank you, it was a great help!"

"You're welcome."

Seeing that Saitama had already started to ton, Qiao Sen unscrewed a bottle himself: "Just passing by, I saw your hard training, very good willpower."

Suddenly, Saitama glanced at the half of the orange soda in his hand, it was his favorite flavor.

I can't help but express my heartfelt thanks again: "Thank you, Mr. Police Officer!"

"You're welcome," Qiao Sen patted Saitama's shoulder, raised the bottle and encouraged, "Keep working hard."

"I will."

Watching Qiao Sen turn and leave, Saitama drank the remaining drink: "This police officer is a good man."

Chapter 6 Special Cards, Association Comers

in a police car.

When the ignition started, Qiao Sen looked slightly confused.

Raising his hand, a white quality card appeared from nothingness, with a dead fish-eyed bald head smiling heartlessly on the face of the card.

It was the first time for Qiao Sen to receive a fantasy card just from a close encounter.

Did I activate my substitute ability just now?

I don't know!

If it was another weirdo, at least he would have to fight the boss first, and he would have to take the initiative to collect the drop rewards.

Attributed to the special nature of Saitama's son of the world, Qiao Sen had time to look at the card in his hand.

[Fantasy Card: Limiter Shards]

[Card Type: Special Card]

【Rarity: N】

[Introduction: An unknown fragment that came from nowhere. 】

[Effect 1: ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? 】

Qiao Sen:?

Seeing the question marks on the card, Qiao Sen was also full of question marks.

He knows that the limiter is one of the basic rules of this world, as stated in the original book by Dr. Genos, the villain of the science and technology department.

Due to the difference in strength between species and individuals, there is a limit that cannot be eliminated no matter how much effort is put in. To allow various creatures to grow within the scope of not losing the survival consciousness and rationality of the species, this growth limit is called a limit device.

Speaking in human terms, some S-class heroes are born with talents far beyond ordinary people, that is, limiters with a wider scope, such as Tong Di's genius brain, Tatsumaki's superpowers, and Bang Gu's martial arts talent.

When humans become weirdos, due to the change of species, it is equivalent to resetting a new limiter.

The only creature that managed to lift its own limiter while remaining human was Saitama.

As for the "limiter fragments"...

The function of this automatically generated N card is not mentioned in the feedback of the avatar.

Produced by Saitama, Qiao Sen couldn't believe it would be a useless card.

Then throw it into the card library to eat ashes first.

Anyway, there is no limit to the number of fantasy cards in the library, even if Qiao Sen is free to throw some messy things into it, there is no pressure at all.

The encounter with Saitama was just a small episode at work, but Qiao Sen felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

The strange disaster that others talked about turned into a precious resource that may not be regenerated in his eyes.

Even if you come with a bald head, that's...

Gotta pay more!

……

A month has passed.

This month, there were no large-scale disasters above the ghost level in City Z, but wolf-level and tiger-level monsters sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, emerging in endlessly.

Onion freaks, sausage freaks, mailbox freaks, toilet freaks...

The big and small weirdos who mutated from these common items didn't know what kind of stimulation they were, and they cut one crop after another.

While collecting the vegetables, Qiao Sen seriously doubted that these weirdos were not used to train Saitama.