A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

The two figures soared into the sky, and Miles, seeing this, followed closely behind, swinging on his web.

Miles greeted everyone with a fist bump: "Gentlemen, it's time for you to go home."

"Yes, it's time to go home."

Penny Parker stepped out of the mech, her tone a mixture of joy and disappointment.

Hearing the usually cheerful little girl say this, the air around them suddenly felt heavy with the scent of parting.

Peter Burke nimbly climbed onto Spider-Man Noir's shoulder: "Don't do that, we'll all miss you!"

Yes, we are already friends.

"Exactly." ×N

Everyone nodded.

Recalling the wildly popular Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse sequel that had been heavily promoted before his time travel, Johnson couldn't help but joke, "Maybe we'll have a chance to meet again?"

"No, I don't want to come back and save the world again!"

"That's too tiring!"

"That's right!" ×N

Johnson: "..."

After a bit of laughter and commotion, Miles manipulated the particle collider to open a spacetime tunnel.

"I'm taking my leave now, everyone."

"See you soon!"

Spider-Men from different universes used their most familiar high-diving moves to jump one by one into the spacetime tunnel formed by energy torrents and disappear.

“It’s my turn,” Gwen nudged the dazed Johnson with her elbow, waved to Miles who looked reluctant to leave, and smiled. “I’ll miss you guys, buddies.”

"Me too……"

"Ah, see you later."

The two reacted in stark contrast. Gwen helplessly shrugged, then, without further hesitation, released her grip on the ceiling, turned around, and let gravity pull her body downwards in freefall, eventually disappearing into the colorful stream of particles.

Johnson snapped out of his reverie; he was struggling with a serious problem—

How should I get back?

Jump into the time portal like everyone else?

Please, while the time portal is readily available, it connects to the Marvel multiverse, which is not part of the One-Punch Man universe.

Should they simply use their Stand ability to escape?

Miles hasn't left yet. If he sees this, wouldn't it be bad if he tries to sneak in and play together again next time?

He doesn't seem like the type to tattle, does he?

Chapter 34 Return

Beside Johnson, Miles seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps to him, "She's quite nice, isn't she?"

"Yeah, who wouldn't like a slim, beautiful, and strong blonde girl?"

“You’re right,” Miles couldn’t help but laugh. “If we were in the same school, I would definitely compete with you!”

"That's not necessarily true. I graduated a long time ago."

"You're pretty good, buddy. Nice to meet you...wait?"

Miles rummaged through the interface for a while, looking surprised: "Why can't I find your universe number?"

Johnson mimicked Gwen's shrug: "Probably a glitch?"

Miles was dumbfounded: "No way... then how are you going to get back?"

Johnson shrugged, and the return trip kit appeared in his hand.

At this moment, the fantasy card flickered on and off, as if Ultraman was showing off and trying to indicate that he was about to run out of power, flashing incessantly.

Stop flashing, stop flashing, we're leaving now.

Johnson grabbed the "black box fragment" and winked at Miles: "It's okay, I'm different from them."

"what?"

The Stand ability was activated, and the "Black Box Fragment" turned into specks of light and disappeared, opening a dark portal in front of the two.

"Goodbye."

Miles blankly withdrew his right hand, which had been fist bumping with Johnson's, and watched him step into the dark vortex.

The next second, the vortex dissipated, taking Josen with it and disappearing without a trace.

“This guy is really something else,” Miles chuckled and shook his head. “Hey, this guy…”

……

One punch the world.

"Minister, you have a call."

The Metropolitan Police Department's high-level meeting had just ended, and the chief took the cell phone handed to him by his female secretary in black stockings and put it to his ear.

"This is Serizawa... Oh, it's Mr. Qiao Sen!" The department head's eyes lit up. He waved for his female secretary to leave first. She understood and immediately left the conference room, closing the door behind her. "Why do you suddenly have time to call me? What... We've seized a batch of new equipment! Good, good, Mr. Qiao Sen, you're so thoughtful... No need to send it to headquarters in City A, I'll send someone directly to City Z to hand it over to your director!"

……

Z City, suburbs, by a small lake.

The sun was shining brightly, the air was filled with the rich fragrance of grass and trees, and the lake in the distance shimmered in the sunlight.

Everything remained exactly as it was before Johnson's transmigration, as if he had never left.

After hanging up the phone with the department head, Johnson shook his head.

call……

Finally back.

The feeling of time travel was still not very comfortable, and he attributed the main reason to the fact that his physical attributes had not been upgraded enough.

With a telekinetic activation, a watch flew out of the nearby bushes and landed in Johnson's hand.

This was the watch he deliberately left behind before he departed. The watch was still in its original position, its exterior intact, and the hands were moving at a steady pace, having passed only three minutes since before he time-traveled.

These three minutes were the time that Johnson was talking to the big boss.

In other words, time does not flow in the One-Punch Man world when you travel to other worlds.

It's you, Zawarudo!

This small lake is quite close to the Flowing Water Dojo, and Qiao Sen thought that since he hadn't seen the old man in a long time, he might as well pay him a visit on the way.

When we arrived, we found that we had come to nothing.

Chalanzi, a left-behind child, greeted Qiao Sen at the door, leaning on a broom: "Master went down the mountain yesterday, saying he was going on a heroic mission. I don't know when he will be back."

"Oh, I see. The old man is actually quite diligent..."

call!

what!

"Huh?" A unified shout came from inside the dojo. Qiao Sen couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Cha Lanzi, don't you practice martial arts?"

"Ah..." Chalanzi scratched her head shyly, "My talent is not as good as my senior brothers', so I thought I would help with some odd jobs."

After listening, Qiao Sen patted his shoulder earnestly and said, "You will definitely become your master's last disciple in the future."

"Really? Thank you!" Chalanzi's eyes lit up with excitement. "Mr. Qiaosen, do you mean that my perseverance and willpower will eventually move my master to teach me true martial arts?"

"No, I think the old man should always leave someone who can do the housework and clean the house."

Chalanzi: "..."

"Good luck, I'm off now."

Under Chalanzi's resentful gaze, Qiaosen gracefully rose and flew towards Z City.

As the head of the Special Affairs Division of the Z City Police Department, Johnson was quite dedicated.

On the first day back from the training camp, I completed most of the work. I thought this trip to the other world would take some time, but I got back to the bureau before noon.

"Oh, everyone's busy, huh?"

Johnson walked into the office carrying several bags, smiling as he watched his subordinates struggling with their documents.

"It smells so good..."

Anzu brushed her bangs aside, looked up, and saw the unusually lavish lunch in Johnson's hand. Her expression softened slightly: "Are you treating me to lunch, my section chief?"

"Of course, do you think I'm a glutton? I can't possibly eat all this food by myself."

"What's there to eat?"

"Hamburgers, fries, pork chop rice bowl, eel rice... I also bought milk tea and drinks. Everyone take a break and come help yourselves."