A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"After all, I almost died at the hands of the psychic monster 'Gyoro Gyoro.' If his subordinates are this powerful, you can only imagine how strong the real Monster King must be!"

"Big Eyes": ? ? ?

"Saitama..."

Just then, King, who had taken to the air again and was enveloped in golden lightning, spoke up: "I have a favor to ask."

"……Eh?"

Saitama was taken aback, then said, "What is it, King?"

"Please take Genos out for treatment first. I want to see if I can take down the guy who hurt Genos!"

Monster King "Orochi": No, it was "Gyoro Gyoro" who did it. What do you mean by looking at me like that?

(._.)

"Gyoro Gyoro": Sigh, morale is low, the Monster King is hard to manage now...

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"no problem."

Saitama gave King an OK sign, then picked up Genos and headed towards the huge exit he had created.

"King, please be careful and call us anytime if anything happens."

Monster King "Orochi" and "Gyoro Gyoro" looked at each other in bewilderment as he swaggered away.

The former clearly did not want to let Saitama and his apprentice leave. Its ferocious snake hair was ready to move, and it could unleash an extremely hot breath at any moment to attack the bald guy who didn't know anything!

【Please be patient, Lord Orochi.】

Just before it was about to make its move, the voice of "Gyoro Gyoro" rang in the mind of Monster King "Orochi".

That bald human isn't easy to deal with. Perhaps we should let them go for now and focus on taking down the "strongest on Earth," what do you think?

"Gyoro Gyoro" spoke with great respect, and the Monster King "Orochi" did not express any objection, which can be regarded as tacit approval of its decision.

Even during the process of raising the "giant snake," "Gyoro-Eyes" had already instilled the seed of obedience into its genes.

It's not so much about blindly following orders as it is about having unwavering faith in something like this.

As Saitama's figure disappeared into the deep tunnel entrance, "Gyoro Gyoro" channeled his consciousness into countless split smaller eyes.

—The association can still rely on the dragon-level officers to stall for time, but the situation on the ground has deteriorated to this extent. It's time to let those guys do their part!

Just as "Big Eyes" was focusing his attention on contacting some of the Dragon-level officers who were still wandering around the base, a huge roar, interwoven with thunder and high-temperature breath, resounded once again in the massive underground space!

……

"Tsk tsk tsk, this kid... he's made a mess of himself again."

Seeing the certain carefree guy in Saitama's arms, who had once again become inhuman, a certain handsome guy who loved watching the drama couldn't help but click his tongue and smile.

Saitama was initially quite worried about his eldest disciple, but after learning that his core components were undamaged, he felt much more at ease.

At that moment, they exchanged a glance with Qiao Sen, and the two mischievous friends immediately saw the smile in each other's eyes. The next moment...

“Hahahaha…” ×2

Genos: "..."

(? o_o )

In other words, Dr. Kuseno did not design a color-changing function in Genos's micro-expression system, otherwise the cyborg boy, who was being teased by the two's laughter, would have blushed.

Only then do people remember that the "devilish cyborg" who always bravely charged to the front lines in the fight against monsters was actually just an underage child!

“Um, Saitama-sensei, Mr. Johnson…”

"Sorry, sorry, Genos, I didn't mean to make fun of you," Johnson quickly apologized, seeing that Genos wished he could disappear into the ground. "We're professionally trained, we just couldn't help it."

Genos: "..."

(。o_o)

"Alright, enough joking around," Johnson coughed twice, stopping his laughter. "Genos, you're not in a fighting condition right now. How about I take you back to the Doctor to get a new level?"

"what……"

Genos paused, then hesitated, "But if that's the case, what about the battlefield here...?"

Johnson raised a finger, and Genos, who was in Saitama's arms, floated in the air, enveloped in a gentle blue light: "It's okay, your teacher is here to watch over things, isn't he?"

“Go ahead, Genos,” Saitama clapped his hands and nodded. “It’s not good to always look so broken. Leave the battle here to me.”

"I understand, Saitama-sensei."

Chapter 480 Xiao Jie's Upgrade Plan

The cyborg boy, now only half a body remaining, nodded with relief and said gratefully, "Then, Mr. Johnson, I'll have to trouble you again."

Qiao Sen patted Xiao Jie on the shoulder, "No problem, let's go."

With a "snap," the familiar snap of fingers echoed from Johnson's fingertips.

A blue portal, as smoky as mist, opened, enveloping and swallowing the two of them before disappearing in an instant.

"They left so easily, that's really efficient!"

After watching the two leave, Saitama immediately started rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

Since he promised Genos, he'll definitely take down all the monsters here...

"……Eh?"

Saitama turned around and froze on the spot. His full enthusiasm was like a blazing campfire being extinguished by a bucket of cold water poured on him.

There was no trace of the monster in the vast green sea. The heroic ground troops, who had just finished a fierce battle, withdrew from the forest.

Under Saijingar's organization, some people stayed behind to keep watch, while others took out the food prepared by the association's logistics department and started an open-air feast.

What Saitama saw was a perfectly harmonious scene.

It sounds absurd, but it's essential for the heroes.

In the battle just now, many people's physical strength reached its limit, and many others even overexerted their physical and mental strength, fighting entirely on willpower.

If we don't take advantage of the lull in the battle to replenish our energy now, we might not even have the strength to stand up if we encounter another monster later.

Seeing Saitama standing alone on the outskirts of the crowd, "Glasses" immediately got up and jogged over.

He first bowed and said respectfully, "Mr. Saitama, would you like to join us for a bite to eat?"

As an outstanding graduate of the S-class training program, his respect for Saitama is no less than that for the other S-class instructors.

"Uh……"

Saitama had just digested a lot from the activity, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but recall the painful feeling of overeating.

His face immediately stiffened, and he shook his head repeatedly, saying, "No, no, you guys eat! I appreciate your kindness."

"Since there are no weirdos here, I'll go take a stroll around the neighborhood... Wait, what's that?"

……

City W, suburbs.

Johnson, carrying the heavily damaged Genos, passed through the portal and arrived outside Dr. Kuseno's research institute in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the familiar research institute, Genos called out to Johnson, who was about to knock on the door, and said, "Mr. Johnson, let me handle this. I have most of the authority over the Doctor's research institute."

"That's daring."

Johnson stepped aside to make way for Genos, who floated over using telekinesis, his eyes shooting out two faint golden beams.

The electromagnetic waves carrying the key information were transmitted to the secure host. After Genos's identity was verified, the doors of the research institute were immediately opened.

"Doctor, I'm back."

The two arrived at the research institute's lobby, where Genos spoke to the thin figure who was still busy with experiments.

"It's Genos, and Johnson-kun... Ah!!" Dr. Kuseno, who had just turned around, was about to smile when he was forced to suppress his smile by Genos's miserable state. "What happened to you? It's been a long time since I've seen you so badly injured."

This usually good-natured doctor rarely showed his temper; clearly, the old man was not happy to see such a frightening sight.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, I've caused you trouble again."

Soon, the "seriously injured" Genos was taken to Dr. Cuseno's private operating room.

After the doors on both sides of the shuttle-shaped maintenance bay closed, Johnson secretly made a gesture, pulling Dr. Kuseno, who was about to go to the control panel to start the Genos body replacement procedure, out of the operating room.

"What's wrong, Mr. Qiao Sen?"

Seeing Dr. Kuseno's strange expression, Johnson smiled and said, "Nothing, Doctor, I just wanted to ask how the progress of Genos's artificial human body is?"

"You mean that project..."

Dr. Cusino was taken aback, but then he understood.

He gestured to Johnson, walked to the operating table in the operating room, turned on the microphone and said to Genos, "Genos, Johnson and I are going to the warehouse to retrieve a batch of experimental subjects. Please wait here for a while."

Genos's sensible voice came through the loudspeaker in the maintenance bay: "Okay, Doctor, I understand."

Having dealt with Genos, the two exchanged gestures like thieves and tiptoed to a hidden but spacious underground laboratory at the bottom.