The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

She wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to King, learn about his interests and hobbies, and then take targeted actions to cater to his preferences, thereby improving her relationship with King.

"No need, I'll go by myself."

"Okay, then I'll prepare some food at home and let King taste my cooking!"

Hearing King's words, Fubuki maintained her smile and did not press the issue. She knew that things should proceed gradually, and that being too enthusiastic might offend King.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Kin nodded and then walked out.

......

"I guess we won't run into any weirdos here."

"Although it's getting late and my power has weakened considerably, I should still be able to handle monsters of average strength."

"Luckily, that guy Hungry Wolf chose to come during the day. If it had been at night, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

King glanced at his watch and muttered to himself, the ease he had shown during the day gradually fading away, a hint of lingering fear in his voice.

It's almost 5 p.m. and the sky is still very bright, but it will darken in a few hours.

"I need toiletries, clothes, a computer, a game console..."

"No, we need to get back as soon as possible today. We can think about computers and game consoles later."

"First, we need to address the basic needs."

It's getting late, and King doesn't want to spend too much time outside.

The longer you stay outside, the greater the chance of encountering strange people.

Moreover, King wasn't just buying things; he also planned to take this opportunity to return to his former home to see if he could salvage some important assets.

At noon, he only managed to take the most important game discs and handheld consoles with him; he was unable to bring back the larger game consoles and other figurines.

This is also why King is unwilling to let others follow him.

King reached out, pulled down the hood of his clothes, took out a mask, put it on his face, and then walked quickly toward the nearest supermarket.

From the bushes behind him, a pink, tumor-like thing slowly floated out. In the very center of the mass was a huge eye, intently watching King's retreating figure, as if waiting for its prey to step into a trap.

It followed King quietly, its tiny size making it difficult for others to spot.

......

Fubuki's villa is located in a relatively remote area, quite a distance from the nearest supermarket, which takes about half an hour to walk there.

Because the supermarket closes relatively early, King went there first to buy essential household items, just to be on the safe side.

Around 6:00 PM, King finally finished buying his essential toiletries, several new outfits, and an enormous backpack before leaving the supermarket.

"Looks like I'm in for a lot of expenses lately."

King sighed slightly. Although the salary he received after becoming a hero was much higher than before, his expenses had been increasing recently.

Clothes, snacks, drinks...

Of course, there are also an enormous number of game products and game figurines.

"Is this enough for today...?"

As King spoke, he slightly raised his head. The sky was gradually darkening, and the sun was a blood-red hue, even staining the sky crimson.

He looked around and saw that the streets were bustling with people, looking particularly lively and peaceful.

"Let's hurry home before it gets completely dark."

King lowered his head and pulled his hat brim down even further.

He knew perfectly well that his power would grow weaker and weaker over time.

But for the sake of their beloved game consoles and figurines, these risks are worth taking.

Just as King was about to set off, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the crowd in the distance.

Chapter 46: With Power, Slight Changes Were Made

"what happened?"

King heard a commotion coming from afar, but before he could turn his gaze in that direction, he was pushed away by the frantically fleeing crowd.

"There's a weirdo here!"

"Help! Help!"

"Hero! Is there a hero here?"

People cried out in terror. In stark contrast to the bustling street just moments before, the crowd surged like an endless wave, crashing towards King's location.

King tiptoed slightly and looked in the opposite direction of the crowd, where he saw a fierce figure in the distance.

He was wearing a black apron, while the rest of his body was wrapped in bandages, not a single inch of skin was exposed. Only a bloodshot eye was visible, and the originally white bandages appeared incredibly black, stained with crimson blood.

The places that should have been hands were each replaced by a long knife, which seemed to be stained with blood.

"Cut King?"

King was slightly taken aback; he vaguely remembered this strange man.

The Hero Association's Monster Encyclopedia records information about the Cutting King, a monster belonging to the urban legend category, and whether it actually exists is unknown.

But why is this guy here?

Just as King was puzzled, the Cutting King suddenly swung his arms, and the two long swords connected by bandages in his hands also began to swing.

Swish!

As dusk fell, two sharp flashes of light suddenly appeared, followed by huge scratches on the surrounding corridor walls, each over ten meters long!

With such power in a single strike, the Cutting King's level must have reached at least the Demon level.

King looked up at the sky. It was getting darker and darker, and his strength and confidence were waning.

King himself is not confident of victory against Cutting King, and he is unsure of his current level, which is around 6 points.

Without realizing it, King's heart suddenly started racing, something that hadn't happened in a long time.

"Let's pretend we didn't see it."

"Anyway, there will definitely be other heroes to solve these problems."

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do right now."

King muttered to himself, lowered his head even further, turned around, and prepared to leave this place with the fleeing crowd.

Just then, he heard a piercing cry.

"Help! Help!"

King turned his head again and found that, at some point, a woman had fallen to the ground in front of him, seemingly unable to stand up for a long time due to fear.

"Next, I'll chop you up!"

Cutting King's murky voice came from beneath layers of bandages, sounding particularly eerie. He was walking step by step toward the woman in front of him, his two sharp blades scraping against the ground, sparking blinding flames.

Upon seeing this scene, King's movements, which were preparing to leave, gradually slowed down.

He gradually felt a sense of hesitation.

To save or not to save?

King is currently unsure of his own level.

When he first gained his power, King clearly remembered that at ninety or ten points, he wasn't much stronger than an ordinary person.

It was just past six o'clock, and King didn't know if he could defeat someone of the Cutting King's caliber.

If he were to act rashly, he might not only fail to save the woman, but also lose his own life.

If it were the King of the past, he would almost never hesitate and would run away the moment he saw the monster.

But King seems to have changed a bit in his mindset.

He has gained new power and can change things.

"Cut it up!"

The Cutting King had now positioned himself in front of the woman, raising his right hand high, the sharp blade seemingly ready to fall at any moment.

"No, save me! A hero is needed!"

The woman lying on the ground was sobbing uncontrollably, her eyes filled with despair.

Just then, a deep voice rang out from not far away:

"Stop it."

"Who?"

The Cutting King raised his head and saw a strange man standing in front of him—King.

At this moment, King had his head down, and his hood and mask concealed his identity, so Cutting King did not recognize him.

After King removed his hood and mask, the only eye he revealed showed a look of terror.

As a monster, Cutting King was aware of King's existence.

The strongest hero on Earth, feared by all monsters.

"Damn it, how did I end up running into King..."

The Cutting King muttered to himself softly, but his voice was already trembling slightly.

However, facing such a powerful opponent as King, Cutting King felt a surge of excitement and was eager to fight King.

Just then, it heard a loud booming sound, like a clap of thunder.

"This...this is the Emperor Engine?"

"Cut King said with apprehension."

Meanwhile, King stared expressionlessly at the Cutting King before him, his heart pounding faster and faster.

The so-called "Emperor Engine" is nothing more than a heartbeat accelerated by tension and fear.