A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"Let's hurry up, the victory celebration is about to start tonight, and Saitama can't wait."

The King smiled kindly and replied, "Alright then."

“Oh, right, speaking of dinner,” Johnson suddenly said, raising a finger as if remembering something, “I almost forgot we have a guest to entertain!”

Chapter 173 The Talkative Cyborg

"Is it that boy who looks like a robot?"

"Eh, you've already sensed it? As expected of King, you can already use your newly acquired superpower skillfully!"

King was a little embarrassed by the praise: "Not at all, I just happened to have learned a new way to use it during the battle."

"That's pretty awesome!"

……

on the hill.

Genos, who had been lying flat in a starfish position, suddenly stood up. His expression remained resolute, but his eyes looked down at his mechanical body with a lack of confidence.

--Huh?

—Finally, I can move!

The strange vibrations that were causing the power core to malfunction suddenly disappeared!

Realizing this, Genos noticed that the seemingly omnipresent, powerful drumbeats had stopped at some point.

The cyborg boy sprang to his feet, placed his right hand on his left chest, and checked the condition of the power core.

The high-energy power furnace, which operates on a principle similar to a nuclear reactor, is outputting a large amount of energy to power the body's analysis and actions, and theoretically has fully returned to normal.

"Oh, right, that weirdo!"

Genos's mechanical joints snapped to life, and he instantly ducked behind the rock he used for scouting.

Genos cautiously peeked out, his electronic eyes instantly scanning the entire open field before his handsome face froze.

wack……

Disappeared!

Those guys who fought the monster before...

Genos's gaze immediately locked onto two figures walking towards the small manor not far away. Just as he was hesitating about what to do, his electronic eyes suddenly contracted.

In the magnified electronic view, the two burly men were staring in their direction.

—Were we discovered?

At that moment, one of the S-class heroes, "Super Cop," waved to him in a friendly manner.

Genos: "..."

Okay, no doubt about it, we've definitely been discovered...

boom--

A stream of scorching particles sprayed onto the ground, and Genos's figure shot rapidly into the sky. Then, his thrusters shut down, and his heavy mechanical body traced an arc as he landed heavily in front of the two.

There was a "bang" and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

An invisible force field spread out, pressing the rubble and dust that had been kicked up back to the ground.

Witnessing this, Genos's electronic eyes narrowed, and he stood up and bowed deeply: "Excuse me! Let me introduce myself. I am a cyborg who conducts justice activities alone. My name is Genos! Please..."

"Please stop!"

"……Eh?"

Genos, who was excited, was about to finish explaining his purpose when he was interrupted while casting a spell and stood there stunned.

"Huh, it's so dangerous..."

Qiao Sen wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead, realizing he had almost been entangled by the stubborn Xiao Jie!

He breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, saying, "Genos, right? I'm Johnson, this is King, and we have a companion here. We've been training together around here."

"If you have anything to say, why not come and have dinner with us? We can talk afterward!"

Genos thought for a moment and realized that if there were three people in total, it would indeed be a bit impolite to only take two of them as his disciples.

He nodded firmly and said, "Thank you for your invitation! In that case, I'll take the liberty of bothering you!"

Seeing the cyborg boy's serious and honest demeanor, Johnson and King exchanged a glance: "It's okay, we won't bother you at all. Eating is more lively with more people, isn't it?"

King nodded in agreement, playing the straight man: "Johnson is right!"

……

Training base, kitchen.

"Hey, how come you guys brought back a robot?"

While getting the groceries, Saitama glanced at the living room. On the sofa, the strange "robot" sat upright, staring straight at the television. It remained motionless for a long time without changing its posture.

“I already said he’s a cyborg, not a robot,” Johnson said, his hands moving so fast he swung the cleaver like a blur, and in the blink of an eye, a piece of expensive premium veal was transformed into a row of thick, thin slices of meat. “Besides, he’s a guest, how can you say he was picked up off the street!”

Saitama nodded to indicate that he understood, then asked curiously, "Okay, but can cyborgs still eat?"

"The doctor who performed mechanical modifications on me gave me the ability to taste and to convert ingested organic matter into organic fuel for efficient use."

"Hmm, I see... Wait, Genos, right? When did you get here?!" Saitama turned around and saw Genos, who had appeared behind him at some point, explaining in a serious manner, subtly joining the kitchen conversation.

It was as if he was also a member of the hot pot group.

Right now, King was processing fruit in the pond in the yard. When Johnson saw Xiao Jie arrive, he quietly buried himself in chopping vegetables.

Genos saw Saitama with thinning hair, but his expression didn't change much; he remained as calm and serious as ever: "Just now."

"I-Is that so?" Saitama had no idea that the cyborg boy in front of him, except when he was about to self-destruct, always had this aloof and expressionless face. He then scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, "So you heard everything just now?"

Genos nodded in a deep voice as if it were a matter of course: "Yes, my detector can receive a wide range of audio and video signals."

"Oh dear, that's so rude!"

"It doesn't matter. As a cyborg, I am a rather special existence among humans. It's normal for ordinary people not to understand the internal workings of machines. Besides, the righteous doctor who helped me with the modifications is a top expert in the field of mechanics. His technical skills are at the forefront of the world, so it's reasonable that he developed some functions that are unimaginable to ordinary people. Furthermore..."

Saitama: "..."

—I have a feeling I've run into someone I shouldn't have messed with…

—This guy seems to be... a chatterbox!

……

after dinner.

"...Please, three teachers, you must accept me as your disciple!"

"That's just the way it is."

Finally revealing his purpose, Genos, the handsome protagonist, looked serious.

The four sat around a small table in the courtyard, where freshly brewed tea was steaming.

The moonlight was like water, but the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Silence reigns in the outskirts of M City tonight.

The three of them exchanged glances. King picked up his teacup and spoke first: "Johnson, Saitama, Genos may have misunderstood something, but you know me. I've only been training for a little over a month. Because of my age, I can be a senior, but I definitely can't rashly become someone else's teacher."

Genos noticed something and started scribbling down notes with a pen and paper that had somehow appeared in his hand: "What? You've only trained for a little over a month and you've already reached this level? Did you use some special crash course method?"

King: "Uh..."

Chapter 174 A Twisted Fate Between Master and Disciple

King looked to Qiao Sen for help, but Qiao Sen acted as if he didn't see him and drank the scalding hot tea in one gulp.

"Well, you guys know me too."

"I'm busy with police work and also with hero events, I'm really busy!"

"Teaching disciples is something that should be done when there is plenty of time."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Genos seemed to be deep in thought, and then nodded repeatedly as he wrote something down in his notebook.

The next moment, three pairs of eyes fell on a guy who was trying to watch the show.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you all staring at me for?" Saitama's hair stood on end, and he was shocked. "Don't joke around, I'm very busy too, okay?"

"Oh, is it so?"

Johnson poured himself another cup of tea, elegantly blew on it, and said, "Then tell me what you've been busy with, for example?"

"for example……"

Saitama opened his mouth, then stammered, "Of course I'm busy looking for a job! I need to make a living too!"

Genos looked at Saitama, who seemed the least like a strong person among the three, and a thought inexplicably came to him.