Black-robed Superman from a certain American comic book

The group of high-ranking officials looked at the young girl who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, their eyes filled with helplessness.

This legally minor girl is none other than Tornado Terror, the current second-ranked S-class superhero and also the Hero Association's ace. Unfortunately, this older girl is also a lawless and do-whatever-whatever-I-want ancestor, and the Hero Association can't command her except in emergencies.

"Our Hero Association has lost contact with two S-class heroes for unknown reasons..."

west Qi forced himself to speak, but had no other choice.

"You guys are really useless for losing two S-class superheroes!"

"Fine, I've been a bit bored lately anyway, so I'll help you look for it."

Tornado crossed her arms in front of her and said arrogantly.

"No, you're just bored every day because you have nothing to do, right?"

Looking at Tornado, the high-ranking officials couldn't help but complain.

"Humph!"

"What kind of looks are those?"

Tornado looked at the higher-ups, snorted coldly, and asked.

"Forehead……"

"These are the profiles of those two superheroes. Please take a look!"

The association's top brass, knowing they couldn't afford to offend Tornado, immediately handed over Jupiter and Zombieman's information to her.

"This is……"

Tornado frowned as she looked at Jupiter in the file, whose eyes revealed a disdain for all emotions. She didn't know why, but she felt a little uncomfortable the moment she saw Jupiter. Perhaps it was because she saw a trace of her own kind in Jupiter's eyes. Opposites attract, and like repels like.

On the other side...

Jupiter, naked and wielding a giant dragon, has arrived at Dr. Genus's base.

"Long time no see, damn it..."

What's wrong with you?

"Did you happen to run into some kind of freakish genius doing free shopping while you were shopping at the supermarket?"

Genus looked at the naked Jupiter, and with his brain having an IQ of 250, he deduced the most reasonable truth.

"I went to the sun and took a bath."

Jupiter explained frankly.

"Taking a bath in the sun!?"

Genus exclaimed that he was an expert, explaining that the strong bathed in the sun, and that this was a terrible mistake, a mistake that would ruin one's life.

"Please make me a brand new combat suit. I only have one requirement: it must be exactly the same as my previous combat suit."

Jupiter told Genus his request.

"Simple!"

Genus nodded slightly, his fingers flying across the computer screen in front of him. In less than a minute, a 3D suit appeared on the screen, exactly the same as Jupiter's suit.

"how?"

Genus turned around and asked Jupiter.

"Um……"

"The gloves have been changed to red this time."

Jupiter looked at the suit and thought for a moment before speaking.

"it is good!"

Genus used the mouse to change the color of Jupiter's gloves with a single click.

"How about this time?"

After changing the color, Genos continued to ask.

"Just him."

Jupiter looked at the perfectly crafted battle suit and nodded slightly.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Genos immediately pressed Enter.

One minute later, an idea robot delivered a perfect combat suit...

"Celebrate the power of technology!"

Jupiter picked up the combat suit that Genus had helped him make and put it on.

"Jupiter, the liquid you gave me is simply amazing. It has solved many problems that I never dared to think about before. However, it still needs a little adjustment. The complete product will be available to you in a week at the earliest."

Genus spoke during the time Jupiter was getting dressed.

"I trust you with my work. Just show me the results in a week."

Jupiter waved his hand; he wasn't interested in the process, he only cared about the results.

"happy!"

After receiving a response from Jupiter, Kinos was relieved and continued with his work.

"Ah."

Jupiter patted Genus on the shoulder, and after changing his clothes, he didn't bother Genus any further and left the secret base of the New Evolution House directly.

"Where should I go now? Where can I find the members of the Monster Association?"

After Jupiter left the House of Evolution, he began to think about where he should look for members of the Monster Association.

"Hey! You little punk, you haven't contacted the Hero Association these past few days, are you planning a rebellion?"

Just as Jupiter was about to continue his search for the Monster Association, a slightly sarcastic female voice reached his ears.

"gangster?"

Upon hearing this, Jupiter raised his head and looked up at the sky.

He saw a little kid wearing a green dress and with an octopus-like bun hairstyle looking down at him from high above.

"What are you talking about, you octopus-headed brat?"

"Don't bother the adults at work, go play in the mud in the field!"

Jupiter recognized who was coming from the sky, but he still mocked them with a blank expression.

"..."

"Very well! You've angered me!"

After hearing Jupiter's words, the green-haired brat, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressed his anger and glared coldly at Jupiter.

"You naughty brat, you're going to get a spanking."

Jupiter stretched his body and rubbed his fingers together, searching for a good feel for them. Just like a mother gently patting a child's bottom to help them circulate blood after they've made a mistake, Jupiter felt it was necessary to let that cheeky little girl, through this gentle spanking, recall the taste of her ancestors.

Chapter Sixty-Four Anse Waist Drum

Have you ever heard of Ansai waist drum?!

Jupiter looked at the green-haired, pseudo-loli Tornado in front of him and asked.

"Anse waist drum?"

I've heard of waist drums before.

Upon hearing this, Tornado raised an eyebrow. Although she didn't understand why Jupiter wanted to ask her if she knew about the Anse waist drum, she did know what a waist drum was—a drum that was worn on the waist and struck back and forth.

"very good!"

Upon hearing this, Jupiter nodded slightly and instantly appeared behind Tornado.

"So fast!"

Tornado hadn't expected Jupiter to be so fast; his speed had exceeded her dynamic capture limits.

"You only need to know about Ansai waist drum."

As Jupiter spoke, he reached out and lightly tapped Tornado on the back of the neck with a chopstick.

"Forehead……"

In an instant, the tornado's eyes rolled back, and she lost consciousness...

In the last moment before Tornado's consciousness faded, she vaguely seemed to see the newly promoted S-class hero in a white bodysuit giving her a bright smile.

I don't know how much time has passed...

"My head hurts so much..."

Tornado groggily opened her eyes, feeling dizzy and disoriented. It was as if she had lost track of time while watching a TV show and ended up staying up all night, only to find out it wasn't the weekend. Like a typical office worker who hadn't slept all night and still had to get up early for work, she felt dizzy and had a dull ache in her eyes, which were too tired to open...

"It's so warm! It feels like I'm wrapped in a blanket... I really want to sleep..."

Tornado felt the warmth emanating from her body, her eyes drooping and her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

"Is that a tornado?"

"Really?! It's that S-Class Hero, the second-ranked Tornado of Terror?"

"Why was she tied around her waist?"

"I don't know?"

"Why ask so many questions? Take a picture!"

Just as Tornado was about to fall asleep, a commotion suddenly broke out around her.

"Um?!"

"How can it be so noisy?!"

Tornado, who was just about to drift off to sleep, frowned upon hearing the noise around her. She was filled with displeasure, as she hated being disturbed while sleeping.

"Stop arguing!"