The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

"May I sit here?"

King carefully observed the other person. Sure enough, he was still wearing the same yellow uniform as last time, with a white cape attached to his back. It looked like an extremely crude hero costume, but King did not remember that this hero was registered in the Hero Association.

"Do as you please."

King said casually that he didn't care as long as it didn't disturb his meal.

The bald man made no attempt to stand on ceremony, sitting directly opposite King, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"My name is Saitama. May I ask how I should address you?"

"king".

King replied, a hint of curiosity in his heart. The person in front of him seemed genuinely unaware of his identity, showing no excitement even upon hearing his name revealed. It seemed he truly didn't recognize him and wasn't pretending.

"King?"

The man who called himself Saitama reached out and gently stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought.

"This name sounds familiar; I think I heard some older women mention it when I was buying groceries..."

"Are you a professional hero?"

"Ah."

King nodded. Normally, anyone who pays a little attention to the news should know this. Does this man in front of him live in some secluded place?

"Oh, right, I was just about to go to the Hero Association headquarters,"

Saitama said,

"I'm going to take the hero exam."

"I've always been an amateur hero out of interest; I only recently learned that being a hero can actually be considered a profession..."

"This made me miss out on a lot of income. Turns out, being a hero can actually support a family..."

"Wait a minute, have you never heard of the existence of professional heroes?"

King was slightly surprised. Shouldn't professional heroes be quite common? How could there be people who didn't know about them?

This guy is truly living in complete isolation.

"Um......"

Saitama nodded somewhat helplessly.

"Until recently, a group of unidentified heroes barged into my home and told me that living in the no-man's-land was dangerous..."

“They kept asking me to move out, but since I don’t have to worry about water and electricity bills when living in a deserted area, I refused them.”

"After interacting with them, I realized that professional heroes actually exist in this world."

"Wait, do you live in the no-man's-land of Z City?"

The king asked.

"Ah."

King vaguely remembered that Fubuki had told him that she had discovered someone living in the uninhabited area of ​​Z City; he was bald...

Bald?

Isn't that the guy?

King stared at Saitama's bald head, slightly lost in thought.

The fact that Saitama can live in a no-man's land that most people wouldn't dare to approach further proves that he is no ordinary person.

"So I'm going to the Hero Association headquarters later to see if I can register as a hero."

As Saitama spoke, he leaned forward slightly.

"King, you're really strong."

As he spoke, a hint of anticipation seemed to flicker in his eyes.

"Ah."

King nodded, not denying what the other person said.

During the day, he was just that confident in his abilities.

"If it's possible, how about we have a friendly spar?"

Saitama said eagerly.

"A friendly spar? Are you serious?"

King narrowed his eyes slightly, observing Saitama in front of him.

The other person looked very ordinary, but King's intuition told him that this person was not ordinary.

Moreover, he always felt as if he had met the other person many years ago.

"Yes, I'm serious."

Saitama nodded.

In the last three years, he has gained tremendous power, enabling him to kill any enemy with a single punch.

However, this immense power gradually extinguished Saitama's enthusiasm, and deep down he longed for a battle of equal strength.

After witnessing King's battle with the giant's younger brother, Saitama had already made a mental note of him, feeling that King might be a worthy opponent, but the two didn't have a chance to fight at the time.

Furthermore, Saitama usually lives in uninhabited areas, which are not under the jurisdiction of the Hero Association. In addition, the television signals available there are limited, so Saitama can basically be said to live a life isolated from the world. This is also why he doesn't know King very well.

"Row."

King nodded, becoming somewhat curious about the other party's true power.

"Guests, your dishes are ready!"

Just then, the waiter who had been there earlier came over with the tray.

Please enjoy your meal.

......

"Would you like to order, sir?"

At another table a few meters away from them, a waiter politely inquired about a female customer who had just entered.

She possessed a delicate, almost alluring face, with two eyes like blood-red gemstones set in her fair complexion, drawing the attention of those around her.

She wore a huge and somewhat exaggerated headdress that looked more like the compound eyes of an insect. She wore a slightly conservative and loose long dress that covered her legs, but you could still vaguely see two slender and straight long legs. Her proportions would make even supermodels envious.

"I don't know~"

The woman smiled, absentmindedly flipping through the menu before fixing her gaze on King and Saitama.

"The dishes on that table look good, are they the same as my last one?"

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir!"

After the waiter left, the woman turned her head slightly, glancing occasionally at where King was.

At that moment, a slightly electric sound rang in her ears:

"Mosquito Girl, maintain the status quo and don't reveal your identity."

The source of the sound was Dr. Genus, the creator of the House of Evolution.

This woman is none other than Mosquito Girl, a monster created by Genoki.

The original Mosquito Woman had a human appearance, but other parts of her body looked more like an insect.

However, Genus used his technology to change Mosquito Girl's form, and with these clothes, Mosquito Girl looked no different from an ordinary person.

Kinos also installed surveillance equipment inside the Mosquito Woman's body, enabling him to see what she saw and hear what she heard.

His purpose in doing this was to allow Mosquito Girl to infiltrate human society, get close to King, and obtain King's data.

"Ah."

Mosquito Girl responded quietly.

Soon the waiter brought the same dishes that King had ordered to Mosquito Girl, who quickly wrote them down. King's daily diet was also a very important matter.

......

About ten or twenty minutes later, King and Saitama had finished their lunch.

To King's surprise, this guy named Saitama really only ate one French fry from beginning to end, and even kept a record of the number of fries he ate.

What a strange guy.

"Let's go then."

Saitama stood up and said with some eagerness.

"Let's go to the nearby valley; the area there is more spacious."

King nodded and followed Saitama toward that location.

After seeing the two of them leave, Mosquito Girl immediately stood up and secretly followed them.

"belch."

"Human food isn't too bad."

"Although it's nowhere near as sweet and delicious as blood, it's still barely acceptable."

Mosquito Girl stuck out her tongue and gently licked her lips; she had just finished eating all the food she had ordered.

Although she prefers to taste human blood, which can enhance her power, Mosquito Woman can also eat ordinary human food.

Mosquito Girl spotted King and Saitama and immediately crouched down to follow them.

.....

Soon after, King and Saitama arrived at a deserted valley.

Birdsong filled the valley, awakening the lush trees. The wind rustled through the trees, stirring up an irrepressible joy and contentment. The air, carrying the natural scent of mountain grass and mint, mingled with the blue sky and white clouds, creating a picture so beautiful it needs no embellishment.

This place has not yet been completely transformed by human cities and is very far from human society, so fighting here should not have a significant impact.

King lowered his head, his gaze falling on his watch; it was almost noon.