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For example, at this moment.

Just the place where silence came, the world was a peaceful moment before, and the sound of violent explosions sounded.

People panicked and rushed to flee.

Alarms and screams, and explosions filled the whole world.

This kind of disaster.

If placed in a peaceful world, it would be a disaster that would affect the entire world like the end of the world and bring long-term painful consequences to the world.

But here.

Just a weird guy.

The heroes came one after another, and were easily defeated. The command center of the Heroes Association was in chaos, and they could only helplessly watch the crazy-destroying area on the map being expanded.

This represents an increasing number of innocent people who have died.

And they can only expect stronger heroes.

but.

At the center of unknown disasters.

The self-proclaimed vaccine man, a weirdo who is the messenger used to destroy humanity on Earth, was shattered by a bald man wearing skin.

This person is Saitama.

He stared at his fist blankly.

There was no pleasure in defeating the enemy at all, and even the expression began to become more and more painful.

"Damn it!" Saitama fell to the ground all the way, "One punch again! I'll go to your bastard!"

A voice full of daring fear resounded throughout this unmanned area.

Unfortunately, no one heard it except silence.

Saitama no longer knows how long it has been for a decent battle. I don’t know when it started. Every time he meets a monster, he will be solved with one punch.

This is simply torture.

He obviously wants a passionate battle!

And just then.

A calm voice with some teasing sound came from the front.

"It seems that you have achieved great success."

Saitama suddenly opened his eyes wide and raised his head suddenly.

"It's you!"

He jumped up from the ground suddenly.

An unprecedented expression of excitement.

He would never forget the person in front of him. At the beginning, he gave him the booklet and said that to himself, but who would have thought that what this person said was true! He trained according to the method written in the booklet, and he really became stronger and really paid a "visible price"!

"Damn it, why don't you tell me clearly, bastard!" Saitama rushed towards the silence.

"What I said is clear." Silence turned around, moved away easily, then raised his chin, "Okay, if you do this again, I will leave."

"Don't, wait a moment!" Saitama shouted quickly, and then stood honestly.

God knows how long he has been looking for this person.

Since he discovered something was wrong with his hair on the first day, he has been looking for this person.

It's a pity.

No matter what method I used, I went there, there was no clue.

I don’t know the name, but only know my appearance. I want to rely on myself to find someone like I’m looking for a needle in a haystack. Now that this person has finally appeared, how could Saitama let it go?

"Okay, I know you're looking for me, and I know what you're looking for me for." Chen Si shrugged and spread his hands, "But, unfortunately, your hair is no longer saved."

"What--!?" Saitama was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"I said, your hair is already out of salvation. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to grow back." Chen Silence slowed down his speech and said slowly almost without doubt.

"No!" Saitama shouted with sadness, covering his head with a loud voice, "Tell me this is not true, I don't want to be a bald person for the rest of my life!"

Some things will only be cherished if they are lost.

Saitama at this time.

I cherish the dense hair I used to be.

"So, do you regret it?" Siren looked around like the end of the world, "I regretted using this price and a period of hard work to earn such power?"

Just where Shen Mo looked at him.

A little girl was lying there quietly.

That was the girl rescued by Saitama.

Of course, under this ruin like doomsday, I don’t know how many such girls, teenagers, young men, women, and elderly men did not wait for any hero’s rescue until their death.

The girl rescued is lucky.

But those who were not rescued seem to be described as misfortune.

"I won't regret it." Saitama's voice also eased a little, but he still looked sad, "But I still miss my hair."

"Hahaha." Shen Shu laughed happily.

But he looked at him deeply.

"Actually." Silence said with a clear meaning, "the price I mean is not your hair."

"There are other prices?" Saitama suddenly became terrified and stretched out his hand to touch him everywhere. "You haven't said this before. It's not written in that booklet. Wait, it's not my eyebrows, I won't even lose my eyebrows!"

"Of course not." Silently smiled, turned around and looked in a direction in the sky, "Someone has noticed us. Let's go, leave here, see you for a rare goodbye. I'll treat you to a big meal."

Guru.

Saitama swallowed deeply.

He has no resistance to food.

But he asked subconsciously.

“What kind of meal?”

"High-end lobster, can it be done?"

"Really!? Cough, it seems that you don't have anyone to accompany you, so I'll have a meal with you."

Saitama was so happy that he even jumped around Shen Mo, urging him to walk faster from time to time.

The two people who were discussing going for a big meal seemed out of place with the surrounding ruins and corpses.

And at this moment.

The command center of the Heroes Association is extremely quiet.

"Is that person?"

"That's right."

"Three years ago, the mysterious man who destroyed the dragon-level monster, the industrial waste liquid man with incredible power, and showed a powerful restraining effect on the superpowers of the tornado. The code-named Traveler, can't be wrong, it's him."

Then the top leaders of the command center took a deep breath.

Since Tornado was defeated three years ago.

They never gave up looking for this person.

But, there is no trace.

Even after searching all over the world, no information was found related to this person, which even made some senior officials begin to suspect that the appearance shown by the traveler at that time was probably fake, and it was not his real appearance at all.

Otherwise, in this modern society.

It is impossible for a person to not find even a trace of his life, let alone appearing in the center of a city.