I am a mindless machine.

Yun You immersed herself in the cool water, quickly washing her body. Observing Yi Yu's genuinely flustered expression, she casually made an excuse and said, "Oh, is that so? Okay, then I'll go keep watch for you over there!" After saying this, Yi Yu hurriedly ran away, almost tripping again in her haste. It seemed she was really shy. Yun You didn't stop her, but quietly watched her retreating figure. She pondered in her mind... Physical abilities and various indicators... were they undoubtedly human? And not even of average to below-average physical condition among humans... In addition, from what she observed, her emotional fluctuations were no different from those of a normal person... Of course, she wasn't really trying to cleanse herself; it wasn't like back in the human settlement when she couldn't use her spirits. Now, with a new energy source, she could use the purification device to cleanse her body at any time. Yun You did this mainly to observe Yi Yu's reaction... After all, she still lacked sufficient information about her. After hearing about Yi Yu's situation from Genas, Yun You immediately jumped through several spaces to arrive here. She arrived just as the group calling themselves "Death God Thirteen" surrounded Yi Yu. Seeing this, she didn't immediately intervene but quietly observed the battle from a distance, using her Rose Vision ability. After all, this was an opportunity to gauge the girl's strength; if she couldn't handle it, she could intervene later. This time, unlike the first time, she had indeed enhanced her vision with many techniques, to the point where she could clearly see even supersonic attacks like Sky Strike. To put it simply—she still saw nothing. If she hadn't simultaneously activated her Wood Form, which allowed her to precisely determine if time had been interfered with, Yun You would almost have thought it was a Stand attack. However, all her observations pointed to one fact—the opponent was indeed human. In other words, it was probably martial arts at the level of a god. Or perhaps something more contradictory... But the only certainty was that the girl was incredibly strong. In short, further analysis is necessary. Feeling the cool stream flowing over her skin, Yun You began mentally calculating how to seduce a strange martial arts loli, J.

Chapter Sixteen: Your Value

On the outskirts of R City, north of the mountains. It was approximately 6 PM, about two hours after the destruction of the House of Evolution. The setting sun slowly dipped below the horizon, painting the world with a soft, golden hue. This light reflected in the river, giving it a dreamlike, hazy glow.

The waterfall continued to cascade over the rocks, but at this moment, it didn't feel noisy; instead, it created a sense of tranquility. Yun You and Yi Yu, dressed in warm, freshly dried clothes, sat quietly on a large rock by the riverbank, a distance apart. After a long silence, the blonde girl, her mind filled with countless questions, spoke first. "Um..." Having washed away the bright red liquid from her body and returned to her normal appearance, Yi Yu seemed somewhat shy, her voice as soft as a feather brushing against one's heart. Just like the impression she gave—like an innocent middle school girl. Her smooth, pale golden hair flowed down her jade-like neck, and her flawless face appeared pure and radiant in the golden sunset. Presumably because the images from earlier were still etched in her mind, and because she rarely had such a clear view of her conversation partner, the girl slightly turned her face away, avoiding eye contact with Yun You. She then continued with the question that had been interrupted earlier: "Why...why are you here, Yun You?" After asking this, the girl subconsciously brought her legs together, her slender, snow-white legs rubbing slightly beneath her short skirt. Although she hadn't sensed any malicious intent from Yun You's actions earlier, that didn't mean the other party had no ulterior motives. After all...if there wasn't a reason, how could...

Why would they specifically choose to go to this remote, secluded forest?

Yi Yu looked nervously at the only pure white figure in the pitch-black world. She didn't really want to become Yun You's enemy.

"[Explanation] The swordsmanship you used is not a technique that a normal person could use." Yun You didn't answer Yi Yu's question, but simply spoke calmly. ...That's true." Although her question wasn't answered, Yi Yu wasn't angry, but nodded in agreement with Yun You's statement. Disintegrating the enemy in a way that surpassed any observation method, this incomprehensible martial art was precisely why she was mistaken for a martial god. "[Further explanation] However, according to various observation results—your body and soul are that of a pure human girl, even weaker than ordinary people. Judging from the data alone, you would probably be in a life-or-death crisis after running about a kilometer due to weakness. Your figure is also pitifully thin and short. It can be said that you are useless except for being cute. You haven't mixed in any powerful biological bloodline—this is abnormal. If you had mixed in bloodline factors like dragons—or simply become a monster, then it could be explained. But the data obtained is perfectly normal."

A cool breeze rustled through the treetops, creating a soft sound, and the girl's golden hair swayed in the wind. She smiled faintly.

"Yes, you're right. I'm a 100% pure, normal human being, not a superpowered being or a god—just an ordinary human being." As if she'd repeated this countless times, and would continue to repeat it forever, she said in a gentle tone that sent chills down one's spine. "If my neck is cut off, I'll die; if I jump from a height, I'll die; if someone pierces my chest, I'll die; my physique is also pitifully thin. Even though I've been measuring myself for so many years..."

You haven't grown even a centimeter taller... Wait! Why are you smuggling in weird stuff again?! We're supposed to be talking about something very serious right now.

Only after the words were out of her mouth did she realize what she had said. A blush of embarrassment quickly rose to her cheeks, and she glared at him with her dim eyes, feeling both ashamed and indignant.

"Fi? ---Even though I say that, after witnessing that scene, you can't possibly think I'm normal, right? Perhaps I possess some method that could turn a normal person like me into a 'monster'... So, do you want it? --The secret of this 'monster' of mine."

As if bewitching her, she rose from the rock, her back to Yun You, her lowered eyelids slightly, and her slender hands opened defenselessly as she softly murmured. The flesh exposed beneath her thin clothing, barely covering her vital parts, was not only suggestive but also represented vulnerability—like the soft flesh on a hedgehog's belly. "If it were now, killing me wouldn't be so bad, after all, I have no value other than strength. Let me... 09 oh!?"

The girl's voice abruptly stopped, replaced by a mournful cry like a small animal that had been attacked, and the sound of something falling to the ground. "...Why...why did you suddenly hit me?!" Yi Yu covered her forehead, red from being hit by a stone, and slumped to the ground in a duck-like position, tears glistening in her eyes. She raised her head, intending to accuse the spirit caster of cold-blooded cruelty. But when she saw Yun You's expression, she froze again. For the first time, she saw emotion on the usually expressionless girl's face, though only for a brief moment, it was definitely there—a genuine emotion called "sadness." It was as if she saw someone's shadow in her. "[Reproach] Once you're dead, you're nothing. Don't say things like that so easily, you idiot." J strolled up to Yi Yu. The setting sun cast long shadows behind her, completely covering her. As if in response to Yi Yu's earlier words and actions, Yun You also raised the corners of her mouth. "[Mocking] Do you really think your power is anything special? Do you think anyone would attack you just because they want your power? --Truly the wisdom of mortals." As she spoke, mechanical wings emerged from her white robe and unfolded. Blue-white elven energy generated through transformation clung to the wings, like angel feathers, radiating a beautiful, radiant glow. Yun You reached out her hand to Yi Yu. "[Question] You don't have anywhere to stay, do you? So, why don't you stay with me for now? --I'll show you that even if you have no power, you still have value in living." The blonde girl slumped on the ground was stunned. Her intuition told her that there was no pretense in the girl's words—she genuinely cared for her. "Is that so?" Yi Yu laughed again, a heavenly laugh without any forced insincerity. "Then please take care of me from now on—Yun You." She then raised her hand and grasped the outstretched palm. The soft, tender touch—brought her a sense of security.

Chapter Seventeen: Money Makes You Do Whatever You Want

The moon sets and the sun rises, a new day dawns as always. This is an apartment building next to an abandoned factory in Z City. Its dilapidated state wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a dangerous building. "Fi can ask, why are there so many people in the house when I just woke up today!?"

Saitama's smooth head bristled with anger as he glared at the people sitting at the coffee table with nonchalant expressions. He slammed his hand on the table with a loud "Bang!" A sharp crack followed, then the clear sound of wood breaking. And a poor man knelt on the ground, crying out sincerely to the heavens: "Ahhhhhh! I bought this tea table from the secondhand market for over 1 yen, and it's only lasted for a little over three years! Ahhhhhh!!" "[Answer] Because I have the key to this house." Uninvited Guest #1 - Yunyou instantly activated "Floating Field J" with a blank expression, suspending the snacks and treats originally placed on the tea table to ensure they wouldn't fall, while simultaneously reaching out and putting the candy floating in the air into her mouth. "I came in with Yunyou. I've been waiting for the right opportunity since last night, and it just happened." Uninvited Guest #2 - Genos seriously answered the question, then earnestly shouted at Saitama, who was still kneeling on the tatami: "-- Master, please take me as your disciple! Instruct me on how to become stronger!" Oh dear, still so unable to read the room.

Saitama was instantly enraged. Who did they think he was?! He was a man who, even after being fired three years ago, still lived on as a hero out of sheer...uninteresting passion! He immediately reached into his pocket, preparing to pull out his old, worn-out phone that had been with him for over five years. He was about to do what a person with common sense would do at this moment—call the police. "Dear Sir, your number is currently out of credit. To top up, please dial the following..." Hearing the sweet female voice coming from the phone, Saitama trembled and abandoned the dangerous idea of ​​smashing the phone to the ground, destroying it completely. He shakily squatted down and gently placed the phone on the other side of the floor, then abruptly turned around! Taking a deep breath, he prepared to unleash a torrent of abuse on the two people eating snacks.

"I'm talking to you all!"

"Um... I'm so sorry for causing you trouble. I... I tried to stop Yunyou from coming in! But I failed." Uninvited Guest No. 3—Yi Yu—bowed deeply apologetically, waving her arms frantically, trying to convince Saitama that she had genuinely tried to dissuade the two problem children. Her bow was different from Yunyou's mechanical, quick version; it exuded a real aura, as if she had undergone professional training. This was a bow of apology with a soul! The white feather on the girl's headband swayed like a cowlick, her petite body trembling slightly with fear of being reprimanded, but despite this, she mustered the courage to face the terrifying bald demon king—she could clearly see Saitama's appearance in the dark world. And her "intuition" told her not to provoke the man in front of her, or she would be in big trouble. This unfamiliar girl with beautiful, long, pale golden hair was so polite, so adorable, and so delicate—all of which quickly extinguished any anger within one. Even Saitama, who had gradually lost his zest for life after gaining excessive power, finally began to seriously examine this girl he was meeting for the first time. Because the situation he was encountering was so bizarre, he temporarily ignored the fact that she only wore animal hides covering her private parts, leaving large expanses of her snow-white skin exposed. "I'm sorry, but who are you...?" Hearing Saitama's question, the blonde girl realized she hadn't introduced herself yet and quickly opened her QQ, saying, "Nice to meet you, my name is Iyu. We're neighbors starting today, please take care of me." She took a step back, seemingly intending to maintain distance and salute again. Then—her foot tripped over the table Saitama had just smashed in two, letting out a cute whimper. After wobbling a few times, she finally lost her balance and rolled backward like a bowling ball that had been released—[squeak, thud!] made that terrible sound. [Ding, system notification, your old-fashioned television has suffered irreparable damage, please allow me to...]—Saitama seemed to hear this notification in his ear. At the same time, something in his head seemed to snap. "--All of you get out of here!!!"

In short, the apartment was fortunate enough to escape being destroyed by a single punch. Because Yunyou felt she had gone a bit too far, she repaired all the damaged items on the spot. In the small living room, the four of them sat down again around the repaired coffee table.

As an apology, what's now on the coffee table is a super high-end snack that Yunyou retrieved from the imaginary space—a special pudding made by the Machine Kai type. Eating this unprecedented delicacy, feeling the smooth texture of the pudding dance on his taste buds like silk, Saitama suppressed the urge to cry and asked, "So, I think I just heard something, something like 'neighbors'? Did you move around here? -- And, where did you get my house key from?"

Saitama looked at Yun You with suspicion. After spending more than a day together, he understood Genos's personality; he shouldn't do such a thing. As for the little girl huddled in the corner, clutching her swollen head and sobbing softly... she seemed like a nuisance, so he decided to ignore her for now. "[Displeased] Don't look at me like that. I got in through legitimate means," Yun You said expressionlessly, then reached into the imaginary space again, took out several sheets of white paper, and placed them on the table. Saitama quickly scanned the contents, his mouth agape in shock, his expression frozen in disbelief. Yun You calmly stated the truth. "[Points out] In fact—this entire area is now part of my assets." Her wealth was overwhelming.

Chapter Eighteen: The Chaotic Man

Dianxian City has the highest rate of strange occurrences, as if it were cursed. Strictly speaking, buying this area isn't exactly a big deal. Under these circumstances, which real estate developer would dare to take on the task? The city's self-made liquor industry shows that in the past five years, the area has already absorbed more than ten...

Sheep, anyone who touches them will have their hat knocked off, they're practically poisonous.

The land price used is expensive; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's a buy-one-get-one-free deal. The land here is so valuable. The land here is so valuable that it's practically a national treasure. The expressionless girl in front of him, through a formal legal team, has eight major problems. So, now there's a landlord here. The long 07 three-grid inner business is crazy, the heartless camp can make the other party forget that most important thing. The wall jade stiffly raised its head, quickly E miscellaneous, and a light, floating word. And what responded to him was a kind of secondary business from General Yun. The hero of the middle-aged man—when do you plan to pay your rent? ↓

Saitama was instantly knocked down to the deep continent. This room was the kind that charged money immediately. Kiyotama felt nervous. Sweat poured down from the back of his bald head, and the bitter taste soaked his back. The pudding that was originally in his mouth was now hardened.

He ate something that made him feel like a death row inmate, with only two days left before his execution. I said, "Good time, cloud, if you don't want to, could you please..."

His gaze darted around, his hands nervously rubbing together. E, inwardly he was about to rashly speak, intending to steer the "plan" downwards. He had already anticipated Saitama's reaction; all of this was within his control. "I've found a very suitable channel to replicate this." The micro-silver products in the text couldn't possibly be more secretive. If you're a protector, you should find the seller beforehand. It's possible to...

"Um, if it's about selling yourself, I'd say... have you heard of it?" The second-level J-class camp, having forgotten Qi Yu's words, continued calmly: "[The Hero Association of 91]" The term was vague and unclear.

Based on experience, as long as it's not too exaggerated, the overall timeline won't change. Although the original story of 98TAS follows the events of the previous world, she plans to directly send Haiyu No. 8 to avoid any unexpected events.

After the 78th wave of new dreams, she could no longer be as homeless as she had been for the past three years. Moreover, she was able to accept the large iron object she received in the mountains. The relationship was about to begin, so she used the same rights to send the message to the other side because "the evil spirit actually took the initiative to contact her! ? J District matters, so she dialed the number of Tianqiang's land ownership last night. As for how much money it cost, she didn't care. When she was shocked and terrified, the new North PD had already reached a level that ordinary people could not imagine. She had been the first S-class for more than three years and her salary was not enough to make her feel at ease. The girl with the expression of the performance area was about to continue to explain. Seeing the blank look on the wall after seeing the four words "[Hero Association 1]", she was stunned.

But just then... Ring ring ring~ It was the sound of a cell phone ringing. It was the one the British Association used for emergency communications. The man from District Three put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a high-tech cell phone. It was the one that had been used by people from all over the world to contact others. #ImmediatelySendDetailedMessages

Could a monster have appeared at this time? The three-shot signal opens. What appears above is the Hero Association's usual first message. [The following appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated text: "Clouds and land objects are often changed, it is speculated that a worker appeared at the xx location, etc. [x] . Please gather around if you see this message, if you can..."]

After the electric silver was made, Yun Shu stood up and walked towards the gate. He glanced at the clothes on the table. Yi Yu, who was coming, looked at her and shouted, "Yun Nu is about to leave." Seeing her action, Luo Yu, who was in pain, said, "You should follow them first. Please tell them about the matter of the hero."

"[Event] Sorry, I sent a message here. Let's meet there. I should be here in JA."

Tell them both for a long time. I'm not hoping..." Jedings seemed somewhat resistant. So Yun angrily replied, "Wait, Yun You, I have no intention of becoming a hero." T no showed an unwilling expression, and then Yun You's answer this time was simple: "If you agree, I will be more honored than Hai Yu to take you as my disciple. Of course, Hai Yu will be a blessing."

Much more concise, just two words -- [rent]. (Okay, I understand! Jeddings, hurry up and explain! 1)

Since the location described in the message was in the Z-type, Yun arrived at the scene within three minutes. There were no panicked screams from passersby, which was exactly what she expected. The situation at the scene was very calm, with no signs of a fire.

She didn't even see the strange man on guard on the electric train. She didn't even notice the invisible energy wave that had instantly expanded outwards from this location, several kilometers away. The conclusion was still the same—compared to other cities, the population wasn't large, but in such a large area, there were still tens of thousands of people.

But this is abnormal. Normally, there should be at least a few pedestrians on my street. This isn't some remote suburb; there aren't any. The empty street is littered with empty trash cans, but not only are there no strange people, but there's also no sign of Masato Nakamoto in Jiazheng City. The only thing glowing from the open shops is their signs.

It was like stepping into a ghost town. IRIE sensed something was wrong when she saw the text message. "A ghost encountering such strange things... even at such close range, she should still be able to sense it. While it might not pose much of a threat to the earth, considering the potential for harm..."

Yes. But she didn't find anything just now. She opened her phone again and the news about the agricultural day was still hanging there. There was nothing interesting to look at. 77 But this possibility should be low. As the ruler, she understood that even if she continued, Yun You murmured and thought, "[Suspicion] Could it be that the Hero Association made a mistake? But they shouldn't make such a low-level mistake. Ten thousand days of heroes, occupying a place in society, even if they don't have as much influence as in the original work, their goal is not..."

Who is it?

As for the whole report in the middle of the middle, but as a survivor of the great war, although the main thing is that there is another possibility besides the British price being misreported, that is, there is someone who understands her behavior logic. At this moment, she was used to introduce her to this place. Create the illusion of the appearance of a monster, MM1 ground consolidation of the energy light of the East - that is the % of the sky that has been concentrated to the extreme. Without turning her head, she blindly walked behind her and pierced through the position where she sensed the aura. Then she quickly locked

The supersonic flight, seemingly unstoppable, shot into the sky at a precise angle. Without encountering any obstacles, it easily destroyed an uninhabited...

The city was damaged. That's incredibly inconsiderate. After all, destroying the entire city just to kill one monster? 8 appeared high in the sky, the mechanical double enzyme flying overhead and firing. After that, Yun You didn't immediately turn back, but Ding Guo, especially in this situation with extremely limited information, tried to find the [aura] he had just sensed. Don't misunderstand.

The attack that the young lady just launched was extremely penetrating, but compared to Tianming, then with this attack—he could immediately make a move. And if, as she predicted, it was to lure her out of the area, then...

She had gathered some preliminary information, but both of her initial assumptions were incorrect. It was as if the aura she had sensed earlier was merely a fleeting feeling; the location she had anticipated was still empty. She was in a state of readiness for battle. Xian Sangen Fei Ri did not lower her guard; instead, her expression grew even colder. Her entire body was focused on combat.

Her red eyes flashed with a rapid, intense emotion, reflecting the fervor of the crowd. This statement, then, only expressed one thing—it clearly showed that her opponent was more thoughtful than she was.

Between birth and death, even her soul itself has been frozen in a strange transformation. But in that instant—a nation's construction was undergoing revision. This is a feeling of déjà vu. Perhaps it's better to be more elegant? Come on, come on, come on, F5

The first meeting should be a grand and lavish banquet to tantalize the senses. The scene was indeed a magnificent and whimsical spectacle, featuring a young girl named Mingyin with a pure and innocent charm. The corpses of countless different races were used as food, the helpless and sorrowful deaths in the great war were used as wine, and the music that moved the hearts of the people was used to collect the corpses of countless different races.

Even after death, they will not find salvation, but will instead emanate from hell. The 7 pyramids, chilling to the bone, are haphazardly piled up on this barren wasteland, basking in the sun. The gods, who have seized the only throne, arbitrarily wield power over this place. She is naturally familiar with this scene, for this is precisely the place where...

The "battle" scene was created by the spellcaster of MS 2. The spellcaster who created this scene was standing in this place, seemingly needing to reach the Great World Church. How could he see this scene again? The spellcaster's smile continued, and he continued to use his innocent and naive words to angrily say to Rose Cloud.

Nutrients are being released in China's grain industry. If you want to see the awards, I won't object; I'll even jump for joy! Isn't it wonderful? Since your story, I've been eagerly anticipating our meeting. "You know what? Ever since I saw that famously crazy idea—which shouldn't be detached from the surface—countless..."

The resulting, more refined understanding of a certain "emotion" is that of Omo, who possesses a human appearance, voice, and thought, yet still retains a human form.

To make anyone who sees her existence immediately conclude that she is not human. That could only be "chaos." The skill of illusion isn't meant to be definitively defined; it's about giving her existence a clear identity. He immediately realized this was an illusion cast by the other party, and Yun Ge took a deep breath. There was once a doctor in Bao Yang Dajiang Middle School whose very existence was for deception. If at this moment, following the other party's thoughts... It's not a patent of the world of drama, but rather widely used in countless worlds.

But taking action would be to go along with the other party's ideas. Using the [pseudo-melody deception play] to reverse the process, she forcibly calmed her fluctuating emotions, like a "West 8EH-like jumper," right? And from what you just said...

He asked in a cold, indifferent tone, "[Qingce] You are not a person of this world, so I can determine that you..."

Judging from your remarks, you understand my "background story" and took the initiative to contact me knowingly.

They must have some ulterior motive, right? However, for the machine-type, this kind of trading style has already begun, although due to different systems, it cannot directly exert its influence.

Construction of the cotton-growing area wasn't particularly difficult; it just required some time. The degree of transformation, the creation of a small P-shaped structure, must be at its peak. This is because the energy core of this world is truly incapable of controlling the energy within the "original space" that Yunyou is currently managing. If it weren't absolutely necessary, she wouldn't have used the energy within.

The heavy burden of fighting Boros should be enough for Qu Jianlin to handle at least the vast majority of enemies. However, with their current combat strength, plus the physical strength of the Linzhong Lemin! I The girl's pale blue long hair, like her eyes, under the red sky,

"0303030303. As expected of the one who is most skilled at dividing a country, this is only our first meeting—and now everything is explained clearly. The creation is not concealed by a faint silver light. "But I already said there's no need to be so nervous, Master."

"Isn't it fun anymore?" J, a blue-eyed girl with bloodshot eyes, chuckled again as she turned around.

(The reason I came here is simply because I intended to kindly tell you that I felt a second time that my soul was sinking into the depths of the continent. She felt nostalgia and sorrow. A girl appeared before her eyes. She was dressed in a simple onesie that looked like she was wearing black clothes. She was a petite girl with soft black hair that covered her ears and was half-length. Her snow-white eyes had a strange expression. She had small, butterfly-like eyes and a tail that swayed from side to side. Her eyes were purplish-red. She looked at me. I was familiar with the girl. She looked at me with her eyes that looked like she was falling into the air and quickly fell into the three intentions. The most beautiful thin country has 3 people.)

No matter how hard you try, you can never truly save me. The surrounding blue and white tones of the stormy winds said, "No matter what you release, it's like a nuclear explosion."

In an instant, the simple structure of the world was shattered. The brilliance of the light. This terrifying power of the construction. The first attack of the European-style building turned all the surrounding buildings, the bright cement buildings, into dust under the scorching waves of heat. The flickering streetlights - all of them were destroyed. If - this city is about to face another destruction. If it hadn't been restrained at the last moment, but instead allowed "-- you bastard." The electric tea gas did not let the emotions flow into the bottle, but locked it in the body and burned calmly.

Yun You's eyes held a look as if he wanted to kill the Shu people. This matter was inevitable. It needed to be revealed—because killing civilians was just a clown's joke. 103080808. Sorry, sorry—don't mention the Qi Master, Shan Z's current appearance, instead, made him laugh even more happily. [Because]

The girl, having regained her original appearance, didn't react to Yun You's current gaze. "I'm afraid I really will be killed, so I'll be leaving now," she said. The space-locking mechanism she had just opened—perhaps because the girl's figure vanished like a phantom the moment she finished speaking.

Perhaps that's why she never truly appeared in the first place. Only Xu left behind her last words. Slowly drifting down, Bao Xin, in the sunlit city that had been utterly destroyed, was the true one. "However, what I just said wasn't a lie. Rather, let me tell you—all you need to earn..."

Oh, the "deceitful one."

Chapter Nineteen: Entering the Venue

Z City, the sixth venue for the Hero Association's assessments. The venue was renovated to a grand and solemn scale; for a venue solely for assessments, its size was exaggerated, almost a landmark in itself. With the rapid increase in the number of monsters in recent years, the profession of hero has become increasingly sought after. Every year, the Hero Association collects a large amount of funds from the people nationwide to distribute as bonuses to numerous heroes. This is understandable; although high-level monsters are quickly eliminated by Yun You, a large number of low-level monsters still wreak havoc on society—this is when the heroes are needed to fight. However, from the perspective of the general public, they only see a large increase in their annual expenditures, and most of the so-called "heroes" are unable to quickly defeat monsters, often getting into tough battles and ultimately losing, not even as good as that terrifying, silent [evil spirit]. Then, due to a simple comparative mentality—naturally, the general public's perception of heroes isn't very good. They get paid a lot, don't do their jobs well, and love to show off in the spotlight. These kinds of people are best treated as ordinary people; there's no need to respect them... After all, it's not like they didn't pay. Right? Iyu sat somewhat bored outside the venue. Saitama and Genos had already gone inside to register and were waiting for the assessment, so she was the only one left outside.

"Yunyou, she's really coming...? So slow." The blonde girl propped her cheek on her hand, gazing into the darkness that seemed to be in the distance, feeling the cool spring breeze caress her face. It lacked the fresh scent of nature, but possessed a touch of urban bustle. Although Yunyou might have wanted her to participate in the hero assessment, she didn't need to become a hero, nor did she want to. She had witnessed too many tragic ends of those called "heroes." "Justice will prevail" was ultimately just a slogan. The burden of "justice" was heavy; though outwardly glamorous, without sufficient strength—one would ultimately be crushed by its weight. Not everyone could bear this title. Its meaning was far deeper than imagined. However, "[Hero Association J 0..." The girl tilted her head back, murmuring the word as if chewing. In "this world," does that thing appear in "this form"? Then, Iu interrupted her thoughts, blinked, and looked into the distance. Emerging from the darkness was a white-clad girl walking towards them with her head down.

The person she was waiting for appeared. "Yun You—" Yi Yu stood up, a bright smile spreading across her face, intending to greet her. But after sensing something, she stopped in her tracks. As if sensing some kind of [aura], her expression turned serious. Her thin brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. What was that feeling...?

Immediately, the corresponding "existence" flashed through her mind—it was dangerous, extremely dangerous. It was absolutely not something an ordinary person should touch; the only consequence of easily touching such a thing was a tragic end. In an instant, Yi Yu was about to ask, even if it revealed some of her "past," she didn't care. After all, the girl before her had treated her sincerely, so in return, reminding her of some things was only natural. "Yun—" the blonde girl was about to speak again, but before the words could leave her throat, she stopped. However, this time the reason for her hesitation was completely different—her "intuition" forcibly stopped her. She couldn't even try to convey the message in any other way. This shouldn't have happened—so-called "intuition," also known as the sixth sense, is essentially a sublimation of the five senses. Every moment, the human brain receives tens of thousands of pieces of information through the senses. The body's instinct for danger, fearing the brain will explode, filters out most of these, resulting in the brain only being able to process about seven things at a time. Other information deemed useless is categorized into the "subconscious," and then, in a vague to abstract way, the instinct senses danger and transmits this information to the brain—this is the secret of "intuition." However, intuition is ultimately just a "reminder," like how humans might sacrifice themselves to protect others from a predator. If intuition controls everything, it's putting the cart before the horse. Yet, Yi Yu wasn't surprised by this situation. She simply calmly accepted the reality. Damn it, of all times… Yi Yu gritted her teeth, and then, in the next instant, her expression returned to that faint smile, as if she knew nothing. Her soft, pale golden hair swayed behind her as she skipped lightly to Yun You's side: "Yun You, you're here. Have you finished dealing with everything?" Hearing Yi Yu's voice, Yun You seemed to snap out of her daze. An unknown emotion settled in her crimson eyes as she said softly, "[Explanation] Yes, there was a slight unexpected situation, but it's all resolved now, no problem." Then, she casually steered the conversation elsewhere: "[Question] Yi Yu, didn't you participate in the hero assessment with Genos and the others? With your skill, you should be able to get a good position, right? Or perhaps you don't want to participate? That's fine too, then..." Yi Yu shook her head, a smile playing on her lips: "No, being a hero is such a cool thing, I'd like to try it out too. After all, I heard from Genos that you, Yun You, are currently the strongest S-class hero..." "Then I feel I can't fall too far behind." With that, the girl raised her slender, bare arm, as if to say, "I'm very strong!" "I'm just waiting for you here. It would be too embarrassing if no one greeted you when you came. Heh..." she laughed lightly, then took Yun You's small hand from beneath her white robe and led her into the hall. Sunlight shone on her petite figure, seemingly encompassing all the beauty in the world. She had changed her mind. Although, for some reason, she couldn't directly warn Yun You, nor did she know the source of that "aura"—but if she became the hero and stayed by his side, perhaps things could take a turn for the better. However... based on past experience, this would probably be futile. Thinking this, Yi Yu lowered her head, a bitter smile playing on her lips.

Then, she resolutely raised her head again—once this time, she wouldn't give up. Yun You didn't answer, but silently let Yi Yu lead her into the venue. Her bright red eyes shimmered with countless glints of light, clearly still deep in thought.

Chapter Twenty: Tornado

Yun You sat on the upper floor of the assessment venue. After the assessment, this place would be used to distribute hero certificates and a series of items such as guidelines for heroes to deal with monsters. However, for now, it was Yun You's private contemplation room.

The soundproofing materials were excellent, providing ample personal space for those sitting at the podium. Yun You leaned against the table, her face resting on her arm, quietly contemplating the earlier events as she ate the tea and snacks offered by the A-rank hero, who seemed to be named Snake. Did the words of the unknown light purple-haired girl affect her? The answer is definitely yes. For machine-type individuals, the unknown is their worst predicament. The unknown triggers a series of unpredictable events, disrupting their expertise in [calculation] and acting according to plan. Especially the last sentence—[Even collecting cause and effect cannot truly save the sunset]—stirred up a storm in Yun You's heart. Even basic rational calculations would tell that the girl with the perverse sense of humor was likely lying, but as a Machine Race member, including the worst-case scenario in calculations was an instinctive instinct. As the thought deepened, various doubts naturally surfaced, but the more she pondered, the more uneasy she became—after all, the statement that "connecting causal points across different worlds can save the sunset" was fundamentally just the words of the person claiming to be "Observer J." There were no witnesses, no evidence, no proof. Everything was as blurry as a reflection on water, unable to withstand scrutiny; a single touch would shatter it, leaving not even a trace. If this statement were true, it meant that her actions over the past three years had been meaningless, and everything that followed had been a waste of time.

"But so what?" Yun You sighed, glancing at the clock. The assessment was about to end. She stood up and walked towards the door, intending to check the results before they were announced. This was my only remaining option. Even if it might just be a fabricated illusion, it might not be... it *must* be real.

-- --We must firmly believe this. Yun You walked out of the hall and closed the heavy wooden door behind her.

The heavy wooden door fit perfectly into the wall, leaving no trace of entanglement.

"Hey, tell me right now where is [Evil Spirit J]! I clearly heard she came here, that's why I rushed over after dealing with the monster! What are you hiding?!" A petite girl with emerald green hair shouted angrily, her green eyes glaring fiercely at the other person, as if to express her emotions. Her curly hair, which was whipped up by a whirlwind, also danced up and down, baring its teeth and claws, just like a super fierce kitten.

Her clothes were also quite unique: a black, one-piece robe that clung to her exquisite figure, with slits at the ends, and fluttering like a leopard against gravity—a sexy outfit! On this childlike figure, it didn't look out of place at all; rather, it possessed a forbidden allure. In fact, not only did her clothes defy gravity, but she herself was currently floating in the air. However, this absurd and supernatural sight was simply accepted by those around her.

His extraordinary telekinetic abilities allow him to lift an entire city without batting an eye. His exploits circulated in the underworld even before the Hero Association was established, and he was once considered the strongest in the world. Well, "once"—since Spectre J descended from the sky and displayed superhuman feats, that title of "strongest" was transferred. Moreover, after the Hero Association was established, Spectre J was recognized as the top-ranked Level 5 hero, solidifying his title of "strongest"—a fact that naturally infuriated Tatsumaki. She was never one to be subservient to anyone. She could barely tolerate "Explosion," but this evil spirit that appeared out of nowhere was actually stronger than her! Upon learning this, Tatsumaki immediately prepared to fight the evil spirit. Whether it was strong or weak would be clear after a fight; she would never admit that Yunyou was stronger than her before then. —If you're not convinced, fight! Life and death are nothing to fear! However, Yunyou had been busy killing monsters and earning karma points all over the world for the past three years, wishing he could stretch every minute into two. How could he possibly waste time on Tatsumaki?

She had never truly managed to corner anyone. Even if she appeared near a powerful monster beforehand, and challenged Yun You to a duel after he defeated the monster, she would only be met with a cold glance before flying away again. Over time, Tatsumaki's resentment towards Yun You had reached unprecedented levels. Now that she had finally received news that "Yun You is in the Z City assessment venue, seemingly waiting for someone," how could she possibly let it go? "So I'm telling you!" Tatsumaki said in a deep voice, each word carefully chosen. From her tightly furrowed brows, one could sense the suppressed tension before a volcanic eruption. "You'd better tell me quickly, or I'll just lift this entire venue up and shake everyone out like a jar—and I won't be responsible for any compensation or losses afterwards! Anyway, the Hero Association wouldn't dare do anything to me; they'd definitely target weaklings like you."

The girl, in an incredibly high-pitched, adorable voice, uttered terrifying words, her arms crossed over her thin chest, her head held high as she glared at the man before her—a man with an arrogant air of "I'm the best in the world, you all kneel down before me!" "N-no! Please, don't be so impulsive." Meanwhile, the poor man facing this ultimate problem child—an A-class hero, Snakebite Fist expert Snake—was practically in tears. His legs trembled, and his face contorted as he tried to stop the tornado's rampage. "But if you meet the [evil spirit], a fight is bound to break out. The Hero Association has explicitly forbidden such internal strife!" If you really fight, this place will basically be destroyed, okay? Does it matter? This is a death sentence! Good heavens, he originally came to be the examiner for this hero assessment today because of the generous reward and the opportunity to look down on the future heroes who passed the assessment to satisfy his vanity. He naturally agreed to this double benefit.