I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

With a crisp sound, a clear crack appeared on the rock pillar.

"Oh my god?!"

The bald, caped man was genuinely surprised. He pointed at the rock pillar with his finger and then looked at Zhongli not far away: "Did you do this?"

Zhong Li nodded. The memory search he had just done had allowed him to remember who the bald caped man in front of him was—he was none other than Saitama, the strongest in this world of monsters, who had unlocked his limiter three times.

"Wow! I didn't even manage to crush it."

Saitama's shiny bald head reflected the light slightly under the now-cleared sky.

He gripped the rock pillar in his hand as if he had found a fun toy, repeatedly squeezing and releasing it.

The cracks on the rock pillar grew larger and larger as he squeezed it, until finally it could no longer hold and turned into golden grains of sand.

"Want to fight me?"

He excitedly made the suggestion to Zhongli.

"Why?" Zhongli neither answered nor refused.

“Because I can sense that you’re very strong.” Saitama’s eyes became serious: “It’s the kind of strength that makes me unable to tell whether I can beat you.”

"It's been a long time since I've had a proper fight."

"A battle maniac?" Zhongli asked calmly.

"No, no." Saitama reached up and touched the back of his smooth head, a sheepish smile on his lips. "It's just that I haven't had a serious battle in a long time, so sometimes I feel a little uncomfortable. At most, I dream about fighting against equally strong opponents at night, um... that's about it."

“You’re already a battle maniac.” Zhongli shook his head slightly. “After you can’t find an opponent who can fight you, perhaps you could try to make a breakthrough in other areas, such as… benefiting humanity?”

"Wow! No! No, I really can't." Saitama waved his hands repeatedly.

“However, since you want to fight, I might be able to grant your wish, which wouldn’t cost me anything.” Zhongli raised his head, looking directly into Saitama’s eyes: “But we need to sign a [contract].

"What contract? You can't make me do bad things."

Saitama looked very interested.

“I haven’t decided on the terms of the contract yet, but I can guarantee that I won’t do anything that violates your moral principles,” Zhongli replied naturally.

"That's settled then. So shall we start fighting now?" Saitama clenched his fist at Zhongli.

Zhongli shook his head: "No, it's best to go somewhere else, like a deserted desert. I don't want to damage the city."

"Hehe, that's right."

.......

The world is completely broken.

The desert was divided, and the space between heaven and earth was vast and desolate. The originally coarse sand and gravel had all turned into finer dust.

There wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and even the direct sunlight seemed distorted.

Saitama collapsed in the dust, looking at Zhongli who had only been breathing slightly since the start of the battle, his heart filled with joy and excitement.

"Amazing!"

"Amazing!"

"You won this time! But next time, I won't lose!"

Standing atop a golden stone pillar, Zhongli gently shook his head: "This time, I have not won either."

He looked at the man named Saitama in front of him and a long-lost satisfied smile appeared on his face: "I didn't even cause you any harm."

"But I didn't hurt you either." Saitama rolled over and sat up cross-legged, arms crossed, and said with feigned seriousness, "This is the first time my fists have actually found an unbreakable barrier. Good!! Now I'm motivated to train again!"

Zhongli agreed with this statement: "Yes, I have also learned a lot, which I will surely be able to use next time."

"Okay, let me practice some more, then we'll have another fight." Saitama rotated his wrist.

“If there’s time,” Zhongli nodded and continued, “After this battle, according to the [contract], you still owe me one thing. Of course, this thing will not violate your personal moral principles.”

"Well, it's time for me to go."

After saying this, Zhongli looked at the countdown to leaving on the chat group and gently closed her eyes.

Count to 3 silently.

[The chat group begins to shift in time and space]

Please note

The next second, he opened his eyes and the familiar power of the seven elements returned to Zhongli's side.

He opened his eyes meaningfully, his calm pupils filled with turbulent emotions.

His battle with Saitama just now gave him more insights than Saitama himself.

Living in a world dominated by elemental power, he neglected Saitama's fighting style, which relies on physical strength. Although he is called the God of War, compared to Saitama, the God of War's ability in hand-to-hand combat and close-range attacks is still too low.

Despite relying on the elemental power accumulated over six thousand years, Saitama was unable to break through the rock armor he erected.

However, none of his attacks could hit Saitama, and even if he did manage to hit him, he had a feeling that such an attack probably wouldn't even scratch Saitama's skin.

These are two invincible battles.

Of course, he could say that he hasn't used the authority belonging to the Rock God, nor the power of gravity, nor even the ability to jump out of time that he has only recently acquired in the last one or two hundred years.

However, Saitama did not use his Serious Punch series, nor did he fully unlock his limiter.

Moreover, as the true protagonist of the monster world, Saitama possesses a certain intangible power that is so intense that Zhongli felt oppressed.

He felt that it must be the protagonist's destiny or the power of fate, the world's favor upon the protagonist.

If he were to seriously engage in a life-or-death battle with Saitama, he would be facing not just Saitama alone, but the malice of the entire world.

He only discovered this thing after he actually traveled to another world.

This kind of thing... could it be in every world...?

Just as he was lost in thought, the chat group notification sounded suddenly.

[Ding~~ Buzzing~~!]

[A mind-reading ability sent you a private message and a window shake.]

With so many people in the chat group, it's impossible for everything to stay peaceful forever.

Mind reader: Hello, Promising Future True Lord, have you completed the urgent mission?

Future Promising True Lord: Yes, it's done. It was an extremely strong enemy; I fought for a long time and finally won.

Mind Reader: That's good, that's good. You should still go and say something in the group; many people are concerned about you. The task in the group just disappeared; we were all worried something had happened to you.

The Promising Future True Lord: Hmm... Thank you for your concern.

Zhong Li's heart stirred slightly, his usually calm mood rippled a little. A few seconds later, he let out a long breath before opening the chat group page.

The atmosphere in the group was unexpectedly heavy.

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: No way! Why did the mission disappear?? Could it be that the Promising Future True Lord has already completed the mission?

Incurable Villain: Hmph, impossible! Even though Angelic Sweetheart is trash, she's still one of the strongest in our group. A battle that even she needed to call for help, how could it end so quickly? Unless... this so-called "Promising Future True Lord" is as strong as "Kobayashi...Kobayashi...So Lonely."

The Supreme God: In that case, doesn't that mean that Master Zhenjun is in grave danger? I remember the last time a mission disappeared so quickly was when the people went to the world of "I Want to Save Madoka Magica." None of those people came back, and even "I Want to Save Madoka Magica" never appeared again.

My little sister is so annoying: Please stop saying that.

Genuine: Why don't we stop talking about it? Aren't we going to face this problem? Even if we don't talk about it, will this issue just disappear? If we stop talking about it, won't everyone who remembers [Sweetheart Angel] and [Promising Future True Lord] cease to exist? Their own worlds will automatically correct their existence, and no one else will remember them.

The real thing: Only we can remember them!

My little sister is so annoying: Please stop saying that!!!

Zhenwu: What a coward! If I were your sister, I wouldn't like you either!

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: .....

My little sister is so annoying: ......I'm sorry....

Mind reader: Hmm... Even though everyone is sad and upset,... I still feel like laughing a little. Sorry... I couldn't help it.

Real object: Nana, what are you saying?

Mind reader: Yeah, I'm a professional, but I just can't help it...

Real item: Nana....you~~~?

The promising future is here: *cough cough*

Genuine item: ! ~ ! ! ! ! ! !

My little sister is so annoying! ! ~ ! ! ! ! +1

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: ! ~ ! ! ! ! +1

The Supreme God is the best! ! ~ ! ! ! ! +1

A promising future awaits! ! ~ ! ! ! ! +1

Mind reader: Hahahaha!

Real Item: Give me back my heartbreak! If you're still alive, say something already! Why are you still adding exclamation marks after me?! Ah!!! I can't take it anymore! I'm logging off!

Promising Future True Lord: Sorry!

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: Haha, it's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright.

Future Promising True Lord: I'm so sorry to have worried Miss [True Things], but it wasn't intentional, please understand. After returning from Mr. [Angel Sweetheart]'s world, I was thinking about some things and didn't pay attention to the messages in the group chat in time. Apologies again.

Future is promising, Zhenjun: @zhenwu

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: Hahaha, no need to tag her anymore, she's definitely logged off. She probably won't be checking the group chat again today, hahaha, let me laugh for a bit.

Supreme God: Although I almost laughed, it would be a bit rude to Miss [True Object], so I'll just ask a question. Mr. [True Lord], you must be very impressive to have completed this urgent mission so quickly. If you have time, I would like to invite you to my world to teach me some martial arts techniques, is that alright? I can offer 3000 points as payment for your help.

Future Promising True Lord: ...If there's time, of course. Points aren't necessary; I don't lack them, and I'm not particularly interested in the items in the system shop.

The Supreme God: No, this is my etiquette. The Supreme God taught me to repay those who help me appropriately and not to hurt them.

A promising future awaits you, Mr. Zhen: If you insist on persisting.

Emilia's Super Cute Cult: Haha, @SupremeGod, you're so diligent and eager to learn! You've saved up so many points, and then used them all up in one go. By the way, Mr. [True Lord], how is [Angel Sweetheart]? Is she in any danger?