The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

Many low-level heroes also arrived to help the staff maintain order at the scene.

He truly deserves to be called a world-class idol.

King couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Behind King, the members of the Fubuki Group were extremely nervous. Yama-sama and Eyelash were even drenched in sweat and their bodies were trembling.

They had never seen such a scene before, surrounded by so many people, as if even the slightest action they took would be magnified a thousandfold.

"Lord King!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from the crowd. King turned his head to look.

"Sydkes?"

At this moment, Sykes stood among the heroes maintaining order, waving vigorously at King.

Today is a rare public appearance for King, and Sykes naturally cannot miss this opportunity to gather intelligence and gain King's trust.

During this period, Sykes had very close ties with King; she would follow King around almost every time he was active.

Why is Sykes in the hero's team?

The king asked.

Chapter 68: Sorry, Mr. King is the real protagonist.

"She participated in the Hero Association's membership selection these past few days and is now a hero—of course, only a C-rank."

Fubuki, standing to the side, explained, while shrugging her shoulders.

"This is the lowest level of hero."

In order to get closer to King in a more legitimate way, and also to gather intelligence on the Hero Association, Psykos chose to join the Hero Association and become a certified hero.

To avoid revealing her identity, Sykes deliberately concealed her strength, placing herself in the C-class rank. This allowed her to use the opportunity to maintain order and get closer to King.

"I see."

King nodded after hearing Fubuki's reply.

On the other side, reporters had surged like a tide, almost overwhelming Sweet Mask.

"Sweet Mask, could you tell me about your recent schedule?"

"Sweet Mask, is it true that you've been having an affair with another female celebrity lately?"

"Sweet Mask..."

Faced with a barrage of questions from reporters, Sweet Mask maintained a polite smile throughout, the angle of his upturned lips perfectly demonstrating his professionalism as an idol.

"I'm sorry, I'm here today to participate in an interview program. You can ask me any questions during the program."

"And I'm not the main character today."

"Mr. King is the main character today."

Sweet Mask then turned his body slightly to the side and pointed at King.

In that instant, the reporters swarmed toward King like a greedy swarm of ants.

"Fubuki Group, launch!"

Just then, Fubuki, who was standing next to King, reached out her hand and shouted loudly.

At Fubuki's command, the other members of the Fubuki Group immediately rushed forward and stood between King and the reporter.

Fubuki brought her subordinates here for this very purpose: to reduce King's troubles.

"Then, Mr. King, let's go ahead and make preparations."

Sweet Mask smiled and turned to King.

"Leave this to me!"

Fubuki also told King that she and the Fubuki Group had stopped the reporters.

She slightly raised her hand, and a sudden gust of wind surged up, forcing the reporters to take several steps back.

"Ah."

King nodded and followed Sweet Mask into the building.

.....

After making preparations, the two quickly arrived at the studio door.

“Mr. King, there is something I must tell you in advance.”

Just then, Sweet Mask stopped and said to King,

"We will be taking questions from citizens and reporters shortly, but we have already checked the questions with them, so there is no need to worry too much."

Sweet Mask said seriously,

"However, Mr. King, you must remember that this is a live broadcast. Every move will be shown in real time. There may be special circumstances that will depend on your ability to react on the spot."

"Ah."

King nodded.

"Then let's go in."

After saying that, Sweet Mask led King into the studio.

It was a huge space, like a classroom magnified several times. The host was on the stage, and there were two empty chairs next to her. The cameras were all pointed at the empty chairs, which were obviously reserved for King and Sweet Mask.

On the other side, the area was packed with people of different backgrounds, including reporters, ordinary citizens, and even homeless people who looked quite disheveled.

"Welcome to our event, Sweet Mask and King, two famous heroes!"

The host was a woman in a uniform, with a beautiful face and an excellent figure. She stood up and invited King and the others to take their seats.

The moment the two entered the studio, the audience below began to excitedly discuss, chanting the name of Sweet Mask. King could also faintly hear his own name being called out a few times.

Are you two ready?

The female host asked with a professional smile.

"Yes, I'm ready. Mr. King, are you?"

Sweet Mask looked at King with concern, and the latter nodded in agreement.

"Let's begin."

......

The program was broadcast live. First, King and Sweet Mask gave a brief self-introduction, followed by a Q&A session with the female host.

This segment had been rehearsed long ago. All the questions were carefully selected by Sweet Mask, and he had prepared his answers accordingly. The topics were almost all about the duties of heroes and the development of the Hero Association. Sweet Mask's answers were perfect, flawless, and without any loopholes in his language.

King rarely speaks, only responding to trivial matters.

"We'll take a short break and then move on to the Q&A session. Now, let's insert a commercial break."

After the host finished speaking, Sweet Mask and King were able to rest for a few minutes.

"It wasn't as troublesome as I imagined."

King thought to himself, then opened his system menu. His reputation value had now reached over 98 million, just one step away from 100 million.

"How are you feeling, Mr. King?"

Sweet Mask asked with a smile.

"I didn't feel anything special."

King said it casually.

"Mr. King, would you like to reconsider my suggestion from last time?"

"I'm sorry, I don't have that plan at the moment."

King shook his head.

"Okay, let's record the show first then..."

Sweet Mask didn't feel frustrated. He still had plenty of time and time to convince King to become his perfect hero.

After a short break, the host returned to the studio. The next segment was a Q&A session where the audience would ask questions of the two heroes.

At first, everyone's focus was on Sweet Mask, but it was all just gossip and nothing substantial.

"Okay, next."

As the host spoke, the next reporter stood up and turned his curious gaze to King:

"Hello, Mr. King and Mr. Sweet Mask, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

Meanwhile, a meaningful smile appeared on the reporter's face.

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Tense Situation, Arrogance that Ignores Any Difficulties

"Excuse me, Mr. King, why do you always look so cold and aloof when you're involved in hero activities?"

"Won't Mr. King feel guilty for the injuries and deaths of citizens caused by his lateness?"

Wow!

Before KING could say anything, everyone present was shocked and began to murmur amongst themselves, making the entire studio noisy.

You have to understand, this is KING, the strongest man on Earth. To question KING with such a hostile tone, are you sure you don't want to live?

At the same time, Sweet Mask, who had been wearing a smile, stiffened and looked at the reporter who had asked the question with a cold expression.

He doesn't recall ever being allowed to ask such questions.

It's obvious that the reporter knew this was KING's first interview and variety show appearance, and likely lacked experience, so they deliberately set a trap for KING, leading to confrontational questions.

The goal is to generate traffic and buzz.

But by then it was too late to stop anything.

This is a live broadcast, and stopping it at this time would only have a worse effect.