A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Saitama stroked his chin, his demeanor suddenly shifting from a laid-back attitude to serious: "Then I'll have to work hard too!"

"Mr. Saitama, could you please go outside and bring in some fruit?" King's voice came from the kitchen downstairs at that moment. "My takeout order has arrived."

Upon hearing that there was food, Saitama put down the remote control and jumped up from the ground.

"Ohhhh! Here it comes!"

Thump thump thump!

Footsteps rushed down the stairs, and as soon as they reached the first floor, the heavy stone door opened, and a burly figure walked in.

Bags of fruit and ingredients, enveloped in azure spiritual energy, floated around him.

"I'm back!"

"Oh, it's Johnson," Saitama said, taking the plastic bag from Johnson's hand. "It's not even dark yet, how come you're done so quickly?"

"Hmm, it's just a small task. Oh, King, are you already making dinner? You're working so hard."

Johnson walked into the kitchen and greeted King. The food and fruit floating around him were arranged on the ground, and those that needed to be chilled automatically flew into the refrigerator.

"It's more convenient for me to get around, so I went to the supermarket. You need energy to recover, and you can't go without food."

"Johnson, I've made you spend money again."

"No problem," Johnson said with a smile, washing and drying his hands before walking out of the kitchen. "So, how are you finding this house?"

"The water and electricity are all there, and the furniture is very high-end. To be honest, I've never lived in such a big house before!"

Saitama touched the smooth, white marble-colored wall and couldn't help but sigh.

"If you like it, let's build one in the suburbs of Z City in the future. It's not a hassle anyway."

That being said, Johnson is not yet able to create everything out of thin air. Most of the interior decoration and furniture in the villa were done by Doraemon using his pre-prepared four-dimensional home decoration and building materials card library.

He slumped back on the soft, high-end leather sofa and casually peeled open a large, plump orange.

Johnson tossed a piece of fresh, juicy fruit into his mouth: "But if you're going to live alone, you'd better invite King to come with you. Right now, the electricity for the whole house is provided by King alone."

When Saitama heard that he would have to trouble King to come along if he wanted to live in a big house, he immediately scratched his head and said, "Ah, wouldn't that be too much trouble?"

F-zai quickly appeared and took the two fragment cards. Johnson shrugged: "Of course you can stay here by yourself, but you'll have to pay for electricity separately."

"Eh?"

Element detection!

Saitama immediately changed his mind: "Then let's invite King along."

"Also, did you see anything purple or dirty just now?"

F-zai: "..."

"What filth are you talking about? You must be seeing things."

"Strange, I clearly saw what looked like a purple shadow flash by, but I couldn't find it no matter what I tried. It was the same in the apartment in Z City."

"Thinking about it now, they actually chased me all the way from Z City to M City!"

Saitama, thinking to himself, immediately turned around and suspiciously examined his surroundings.

"Could I have actually been bitten by some kind of evil spirit?!"

I can already sense F-zai's presence!

Qiao Sen understood immediately and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

It seems that it's only a matter of time before F-zai is completely exposed.

In fact, he never deliberately hid F-chan's existence from Saitama; it's just that Saitama couldn't see it before.

But it's nothing to worry about; body doubles aren't anything shameful.

F-boy: You're the one who's shameful!

Johnson had outgrown the initial period of needing to hide his abilities, so it was fine to let them be. After all, even Tornado already knew he had this strange superpower.

King, who was in the kitchen, overheard their conversation and spoke gently.

“No problem, Mr. Saitama, if you want to go on vacation, just give me a call.”

A buzzing sound of electricity emanated from his body from time to time. In places invisible from a normal perspective, strands of electricity were conducted along the soles of his shoes to the ground, where they were received by a large battery buried underground and then supplied to all the electrical appliances in the villa via a transformer.

It is both an environmentally friendly energy source and a form of spiritual training.

For King especially now, precisely controlling the current generated by cell friction is far more important than simply accumulating electrical energy.

Only with a sufficient understanding of the power of electric current can we have the opportunity to develop new powers based on it.

Compared to Saitama, who seems to do nothing all day, King's training is much more serious and diligent.

Of course, this is partly due to the fact that he started too late.

Chapter 165 Tiger-Level Disaster

Saitama is now almost bald; being half invincible is practically the same as being invincible.

The biggest difference between this and the level cap is that—

hairstyle.

To be more specific, monsters that could be easily defeated with a single punch in the past may now require several rounds of normal or serious attacks to eliminate.

For him, the painful training that used to make him scream in agony every time he did it no longer feels so bad.

However, Saitama persisted every day, without interruption, regardless of wind, sun, thunder, or rain.

As the old saying goes—

When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it will first test their will, strain their muscles and bones, starve their body, and make their head bald.

Because he received a lot of care from Saitama at the beginning of his training, King suffered a lot, but he also developed good habits and a solid foundation.

With his naturally maxed-out luck stat, this guy can reliably pass even the most dangerous monster combat training without any major incidents.

Xiao Yan encounters strange characters with King, and from time to time, he faces Xiao Yan's behavior of suddenly unleashing his full power or breaking through in the midst of battle.

It's so frustrating that after being defeated, you feel like writing the word "misery" on the ground.

With such a growth environment, King's leveling speed is naturally not slow.

The fact that he was able to train and spar with Saitama even when Saitama was holding back speaks volumes.

"Saitama, you watch TV. I'll go in and help make dinner."

Johnson handed the half-eaten orange to Saitama and stood up.

"Okay, thank you for your help with dinner tonight." Saitama took the plate, broke off a slice, and popped it into his mouth. "Wow, so sweet!"

"King, I'm here to help."

Seeing Johnson roll up his sleeves and walk in, King quickly said, "It's okay, I can manage on my own."

"We can eat dinner faster if we're together, I'm getting a little hungry."

"Oh, I see. Then please wash the vegetables, Mr. Qiao."

"Ok."

Johnson grabbed a handful of carrots and threw them into the pool, while calling for F-Zai's help.

There appeared to be only two people in the kitchen, but in reality, there were three figures working together, increasing their efficiency several times over.

However, Saitama, who was engrossed in watching TV in the living room, did not notice that the purple ghost he had been searching for was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

While washing the vegetables, Johnson asked, "King, has the Hero Association contacted you recently? The news about S-class recruitment isn't the main story, it's all over the place."

"They did come to me. They said that the association's S-class recruitment this time is quite large, and there may be three to four S-class heroes joining at the same time."

"They said that joining with them would easily lead to a loss of fans, so they asked me to be patient a little longer, and the formal application process for joining would be carried out later."

"I see. It seems that the operations manager of M City has some ideas."

At this point, Qiao Sen suddenly remembered Saitama in the living room.

"Saitama, are you interested in becoming a pro hero?"

"what?"

Saitama, who was in the living room, turned off the small TV: "Josen, what did you say?"

"I said, are you interested in becoming a professional hero, the kind that's advertised in those recruitment news clips on TV?"

"Oh, you mean the Hero Association?"

"But the advertisement says that this organization will also rank heroes, right?"

"My initial motivation for becoming a hero was simply interest. If I were to join in and then be ordered around by superiors, it would be too much trouble."

"This one……"

After hearing Saitama's answer, Johnson thought for a moment.

Saitama's current strength is definitely at the S-class level, it's just that his tragic half-bald look...

Hair is something that can be either thick or completely gone.