A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Rules and authority!

After only a brief demonstration, Johnson clenched his fists, extinguishing the highly condensed Honkai energy in his hand, and explained, "I have access to the permissions of this space, which is why I was able to bring you here."

"Hmph, an interesting little trick."

Tornado gave a soft snort, crossed her arms, and then said, "So, it's okay to destroy this place no matter what?"

Johnson nodded and said, "Of course."

—I've already crushed two of them.

—It's okay, this thing doesn't cost any money.

Johnson thought to himself, and politely gestured to Tornado, "Please do as you please."

"Then I won't be polite."

Tornado's lips curled up slightly, and her long-brewing telekinetic power suddenly erupted!

Amidst a deafening roar, a super-powered tornado that stretched from the sky to the ground instantly formed, looking from a distance like a giant drill bit slamming into the earth!

The surface of the "imaginary space" was utterly destroyed and pulverized by the raging storm without any resistance. The next moment, the earth shook violently and the mountain shattered!

An unprecedented catastrophe was born, with countless imaginary matter being annihilated and disappeared under the raging storm, forming a pitch-black abyss that stretched for hundreds of miles and went down to an unfathomable depth!

Based on his previous two experiences, Johnson subconsciously glanced down at the pitch-black abyss.

Fortunately, this attack didn't break through the world barrier, so we don't have to run away to another world for now.

A short while later, the super-powered tornado that had swept up countless imaginary matter gradually dissipated, and everything settled down.

Her not-so-wealthy chest rose and fell slightly. At this moment, Tornado felt her mind was clear and every cell in her body was incredibly transparent.

When normal superpowered individuals engage in combat, they often think about going all out or forcibly unleashing their full potential in order to squeeze out the last drop of fighting power from their bodies and help themselves achieve victory.

For Tatsumaki, destroying streets and cities while eliminating a monster is a common occurrence, and this is the result after she has carefully controlled it.

After all, as a hero, one must consider the safety of the city and ordinary people, which inevitably makes one feel constrained.

Opportunities to unleash all one's power in one go like this are rare. At this moment, Tornado finally felt satisfied, releasing all the remaining anger along with it.

The green-haired loli, in a good mood, floated leisurely beside Johnson and whispered, "Next time... if I can't control my temper, bring me here again."

"Hmm...hmm?" Johnson nodded casually, then realized the problem. "There's going to be a next time?"

"Humph."

Tornado snorted and pouted, saying, "Well... I can't guarantee that either!"

Johnson felt a headache coming on, but thinking that the unlucky Earth would suffer less damage, he nodded in agreement and said, "Alright, you have a point."

"Hmph..." Tornado skillfully turned her head, venting her anger before her cheeks seemed slightly flushed. "What, aren't you going back?"

“Since we’re already here,” Johnson looked at the seemingly boundless deep blue world before him and laughed, “why don’t we stay here for some fresh air before heading back?”

Tornado paused for a moment, then nodded in deep agreement: "That's true, it is indeed a bit stuffy to stay in a hot pot restaurant for too long."

Johnson immediately opened his hand, and his best wingman, F-zai, promptly handed him a white card.

Stand ability activated!

A bottle of high-end shochu, personally selected by Genos, appeared in his hand. Johnson didn't recognize the brand, but he knew that since it was made by Genos, it was expensive.

Anyway, with alcohol, good quality doesn't necessarily mean expensive, but expensive alcohol is generally good.

"Didn't you want to drink just now? Want to try some?"

Tornado's eyes widened; this time she saw everything clearly.

The fleeting purple arm clearly belonged to the ghost of Johnson, and the white card that materialized into a wine bottle out of thin air was obviously the same kind of thing as the monster card seen in the afternoon, the only difference being the color.

In an instant, Tornado forgot her earlier interest in drinking, and floated in front of Johnson, pointing at the bottle in his hand and asking, "Is this also that ghost's ability?"

"bingo."

Johnson smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Tornado was so interested in F-Cub, he thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers, and a muscular purple man immediately emerged from his body.

"But it's not a ghost, it's a 'stand-in'."

After F appeared, he skillfully took the wine bottle from Johnson's hand and floated quietly beside him like a loyal guardian spirit.

Tornado's eyes lit up. She circled around the two people who looked almost identical and even curiously poked F-zai's massive, granite-like purple pectoral muscles with her finger.

"It really is a physical entity!"

F-zai: "..."

[Madam, please control yourself.]

Although Tornado doesn't have a Level 10 certificate in F programming, she can still understand the twitching expression in her Stand's eyes.

"hey-hey……"

Johnson silently pulled Tornado back, and then briefly explained to her the existence of F-chan, as well as the relationship between the Stand and himself.

"In summary, a 'Stand' is a spiritual entity independent of my body, possessing a few unique superpowers," he said, patting F-Zai on the shoulder. "By the way, you can call him F-Zai."

Chapter 226 The Secret of Two People

"Hello, F-zai."

Tornado perched on Johnson's shoulder, waving to F-zai across him, saying, "Although this may not be the first time we've met."

F-zai nodded slightly and extended his hand to Tornado in a friendly manner.

Tornado paused for a moment, then smiled and reached out her small hand to shake his.

The touch felt like a heavy, cold rock, unlike the normal human body temperature, and completely different from the large, warm hands of Johnson that I had in mind.

A strange thought flashed through Tornado's mind, and she muttered to herself, "Being able to collect supernatural elements from the outside world, no wonder they always seem to have some strange superpowers every time we meet..."

"What are you muttering about?"

"nothing!"

As Johnson's large hand pressed down, Tornado instinctively shrank back.

Then, as if remembering something, she shook off the large hand on her head, floated in front of Johnson, and asked with a serious expression, "You just said that if your Stand is injured, you will suffer the same injury?"

“Yes, as Stand users, the status of the user and the Stand is always equal,” Johnson and F-Zai exchanged a glance and replied seriously. “Generally speaking, if the Stand dies, the user will also die; similarly, if the user dies, the Stand will cease to exist.”

"It sounds like rather important intelligence..."

Tornado paused for a moment, her expression hesitant, and asked tentatively, "Is it alright to tell me like this?"

“I’ve already told you,” Johnson raised his hand and ruffled Tornado’s head, and the latter squinted comfortably. “Then I’ll have to trouble you to keep this a secret for me.”

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Tornado opened her eyes and nodded solemnly: "I will."

The two floated slowly in the deep blue sky, neither of them speaking for a moment.

F-zai consciously carried the wine bottle and followed behind the two.

The atmosphere seemed to have subtly changed, and a soft, smooth little hand somehow ended up in Johnson's palm.

He gently squeezed it; it felt quite nice.

In the sky, Tornado's pretty face flushed slightly, and she suddenly seemed to remember something and whispered, "Oh right, didn't we just say we were going to drink? Do we have any cups?"

"Of course."

Johnson nodded. Under the guidance of the Herrscher core, the power of space entered the surrounding spacetime, and the air beneath their feet quickly solidified from formless to tangible, like water frozen solidified by extreme cold.

F-zai then stepped forward and threw out three white cards, which transformed into a table, chairs, and a set of celadon wine cups, landing on the ground in mid-air.

"Try a little," Johnson pulled Tornado down to sit, poured a small half-full glass of wine into her glass, and poured one for himself as well, adding, "If you don't like it, don't drink it."

"Ok!"

Tornado raised her glass with anticipation, recalling the actions of Bang and Saitama, the two old drunkards, and gently clinked her glass against Johnson's.

"cheers!"

ton--

The wine in the celadon cup emptied instantly. After swallowing, Tornado's pupils contracted, and then it visibly warmed to a reddish temperature.

"...So spicy! So spicy! So spicy!"

Johnson: "..."

Scored twice!

Watching the tornadoes flying all over the sky again from the spiciness, Johnson couldn't help but sigh and facepalm.

It's too late to say it now; who would try to chug a drink like a drunkard the first time they drink!

There's no other way, let's arrest them first!

He teleported into the sky, and the wobbly tornado crashed right into Johnson's arms.

"Ouch!"