Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Having the truth, which she was unwilling to acknowledge, exposed to her face, Kishimoto Megumi, feeling dejected, quietly clenched her fists. Soon, she regained her composure, suppressed her frustration, and waited for Nishi Joichiro to continue his story.

Nishi Joichiro, who thought Kishimoto Megumi would be greatly affected, turned away in disappointment and clicked his tongue.

"Tch, it recovered really quickly. It was just a burden."

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat, let's get to the point."

Urged on by Zhao Chen, Nishijo Ichiro no longer wanted to waste any more time.

She simply and bluntly explained the rules of the black ball room to Kishimoto Megumi.

What do you mean, your original self is dead, and what's been resurrected now is just a copy of you?

If they want to survive in the future, they must complete the task given by the black ball, which is to kill aliens.

If you get 100 points, you can get three options from the black ball.

One is to erase the memories within the black ball and gain freedom.

Secondly, choose a powerful piece of equipment.

Third, to resurrect a person.

After giving a brief introduction, Nishi Joichiro suddenly froze.

He turned to Zhao Chen and said, "By the way, senior, when we were scoring just now, it seems like GANTZ forgot to mention you, right?"

"...It seems that after I finished scoring Xijun's points, that's all I had left."

Kei Kishimoto, belatedly realizing what was happening, blinked curiously.

Zhao Chen was at a loss for words, not knowing how to explain himself.

He's a god! No matter how advanced the Black Ball technology is, can it surpass the Main God Space?

Even the main god was severely injured by his own slap, so what right does this black ball have to evaluate him?

If the black ball were to evaluate itself, the program would probably crash.

However, it wouldn't be right for the black ball not to give any indication, since it still needs to continue playing. So…

"Hey, stop playing dead, show them."

Zhao Chen gently kicked the black ball, and then Kishimoto Megumi and Nishi Joichiro saw the black ball, like a short-circuited television set, flicker with a few chaotic signal fluctuations on its surface, and then an image appeared.

There is no profile picture or review.

Only two short lines of text. 'Yuzuru-sama' '10 points' "Surprisingly, GANTZ called him 'sama'!"

Seeing Kuroko's sycophantic behavior, Nishi Joichiro was completely aroused.

His face flushed, and he looked at Zhao Chen with utter admiration.

Just as Zhao Chen was about to give in to Nishi Joichiro's lecherous gaze and nearly commit suicide, Nishi Joichiro suddenly knelt down before Zhao Chen. "Please accept me, senior!"

Zhao Chen was completely baffled by Nishi Joichiro's sudden bowing to him.

He really couldn't understand how Nishi Joichiro's thought process worked. What aspect of him had attracted the other person? Was it charm? Don't be ridiculous.

In terms of strength, they're about the same.

and many more!

Could this guy really be attracted by my strength? "Nishi Joichiro, right?" "Yes! That's me!"

"Give me a reason to accept you."

Upon hearing this, Nishi Joichiro suddenly looked up, his face filled with fervor as he stared at Zhao Chen: "Senior must have been a big shot in GANTZ, right! I knew it, only someone like you could possess such a perfect aura and... such incredible strength!"

"So, please accept me as your disciple, senior! I am willing to serve you like a dog!"

“Yuzuru, sir…” Kishimoto Megumi stared blankly at Zhao Chen, her cheeks flushed as if she were thinking of something.

"Wang! Wang!"

Boqi's barking annoyed Zhao Chen.

It glared fiercely at Pochi, scaring it so much that it tucked its tail between its legs and lay down on the ground.

After suppressing Boqi, Zhao Chen rubbed his forehead and said, "Alright, alright, get up. That's enough for now. Everyone go home. Dismissed." With that, Zhao Chen strode past Nishijo Ichiro.

Upon seeing this, Pochi quickly stood up and followed.

Kishimoto Megumi suddenly snapped out of her daze and hurriedly chased after him. "Um... Yuzuru-sama!"

At the entrance, Zhao Chen, who was about to walk out after opening the front door, turned to look at Kishimoto Megumi who had followed him: "What's wrong?"

Kishimoto Megumi, who had caught up with him, lowered her head shyly and twisted her fingers as she said, "I'm sorry, I... don't have any money on me, so could you lend me some money to take a taxi...?" "Oh, come with me, I'll take a taxi too."

Kishimoto Megumi was so embarrassed that she almost buried her head in her chest. …Please give me some flowers…

But there was no use being embarrassed now, because the two of them had already gotten into a taxi. "Haha, you young people really know how to have fun, this is cosplay, isn't it?"

"Oh, back when I was young, my girlfriend also liked this kind of thing."

Once in the car, the middle-aged taxi driver's mouth seemed to have broken free of its reins, and he started rambling on and on.

Kishimoto Megumi, who had finally managed to get off the taxi at her doorstep, was still feeling dizzy. "Um... I'll pay you back for the taxi fare." "Alright, stop talking, let's go home." "Oh, right, my name is Kishimoto Megumi!" As the taxi started moving, Kishimoto Megumi, realizing she hadn't introduced herself yet, hurriedly leaned against the car window and shouted.

Watching the taillights disappear into the dark street, Kishimoto Megumi suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. "I wonder if Yuzuru-sama remembers my name..." ...Standing at the door, she sighed deeply. Coming back to her senses, Kishimoto Megumi turned and walked towards the door, instinctively reaching for her pockets. However, her one-piece enhanced suit had no pockets. Finding them empty, Kishimoto Megumi's mind raced; she remembered there was a spare key under the flowerpot.

So, Kishimoto Megumi, having obtained the spare key and opened the door, went inside.

The first thing Kishimoto Megumi did upon arriving home was run back to her room and change out of her strange enhanced suit.

Kishimoto Megumi felt much better after changing back into her normal clothes.

After spacing out in the room for a while, Kishimoto Megumi suddenly took a deep breath, and then, as if she had made a great decision, got up and went downstairs to the bathroom.

Pulling back the bathroom curtain, sure enough, Kishimoto Megumi saw a bathtub full of blood. "I remember now, I think I committed suicide..." *Ring ring ring ring ring!*

The sudden ringing of the telephone startled Kishimoto Megumi.

Kishimoto Megumi instinctively ran to answer the phone, but the moment she picked up the receiver, she realized she had made a mistake.

She shouldn't have answered the phone!

However, what's done is done, and Kishimoto Megumi's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

It's mom.

"Hey, Shiori? You're back? Why couldn't I get through to your phone?" "...No, um, I'm not Shiori."

"Never mind that, come to Yamauchi Hospital right now. You know where it is, right? Your sister, A-hui, committed suicide in the bathroom." Just as Kishimoto Megumi was about to explain to her mother that she wasn't dead, her mother's next words shocked her to the core!

"...But thankfully, there's no need to worry too much. The doctor said she's alright now, she's been saved, and she's regained consciousness just now." Shan.

Chapter 258 Ding! You've picked up a new slave.

Back in his apartment, Zhao Chen turned on the lights and walked into the living room.

He casually tossed the plastic bag from the convenience store onto the sofa, letting the canned food spill out.

Upon arriving at his new home, Pochi was like a man possessed, running around the house with boundless energy. "Let me make this clear from the start: you can stay here, but there are three conditions."

Hearing Zhao Chen talking to him, Boqi suddenly slammed on the brakes, and then crashed into the wall with a bang.

With its tongue lolling out, Boqi obediently squatted in front of Zhao Chen, barking and nodding with remarkable intelligence. Amused by the silly dog, Zhao Chen sat on the sofa and beckoned to it. "First, no pooping or peeing anywhere in the house." "Second, no yelling or barking for no reason." "Finally, no destroying the house!" "Woof!"

Seeing that Boqi was so sensible, Zhao Chen naturally had to give him a reward.

"280" is, for example, the luncheon meat cans I bought from the convenience store before.

The next morning.

There is a small park not far from the apartment building.

Right now, Zhao Chen is holding Boqi's hand, leisurely strolling around.

The park was a bit foggy in the morning, and the temperature was slightly low, so there were few people doing morning exercises; most of them were middle-aged or elderly people.

After walking around for a while, seeing that Boqi was also tired, Zhao Chen found a bench to sit down and rest.

After untying Boqi's collar, Zhao Chen was too lazy to keep leading it. Anyway, the dog wasn't big, just a medium-sized breed, and it looked adorable, not at all like it would hurt anyone.

Just as Zhao Chen was idling around, an unexpected discovery piqued his interest. "That guy's scent is a bit off."

Watching the furtive figure hurry past in his eyes, Zhao Chen thought of something, so he stood up and followed.

The furtive figure in front of him was probably a man, not very tall. He was wearing a lot of clothes, making him look rather bulky. Even though it wasn't winter yet, he was already wearing a thick down jacket, a scarf around his neck, and a mask. What was even stranger was that he had pulled the hood of his down jacket up tightly, leaving only his eyes showing.

With Zhao Chen's abilities, let alone following him, he could even stand in front of this man.

As long as Zhao Chen 'wants' him to be unable to see him, he will absolutely not be able to see him.

The mysterious man, who had been acting suspiciously all along, suddenly stopped and cautiously looked around.

Zhao Chen noticed that this was a corner in the park, surrounded by grass that was half a meter high, making it a perfect hiding spot.

In a flash, the mysterious man disappeared into the bushes.

Increasingly curious, Zhao Chen patiently sat on a bench not far away, his gaze fixed on the bushes where the mysterious man was hiding.

After a while, the sound of running could be heard in the distance.

Zhao Chen immediately understood; this guy was hunting.