Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

Like fish swimming in water, they quickly returned to that vast, unknown kingdom of monsters located deep beneath Z City.

Chapter 175 Sykes: Well, still no good juice...

The headquarters of the Monster Association, located underground in Z City.

Underground laboratory.

The heavy metal door seemed to sense his arrival and silently slid open to both sides.

The laboratory was brightly lit, and the air was filled with disinfectant and a faint, sweet fragrance.

On the screens of various sophisticated instruments that Hansen couldn't name, a faint blue data stream flickered and emitted a soft buzzing sound.

A stunningly beautiful human woman stood with her back to the doorway in front of a huge metal examination table, intently dissecting the corpse of an unknown monster.

A cascade of sky-blue hair flowed smoothly down, revealing her beautifully slender, fair neck and delicate collarbones that resembled works of art.

A pair of elegant frameless glasses perched on her nose softened the already stunning beauty of her mature face, making it appear more alluring and sophisticated.

Over a silk robe draped a pristine white research gown, yet it could not conceal her breathtakingly alluring curves.

Her slender waist was cinched by a belt, outlining her voluptuous and alluring curves.

Beneath the hem of the white coat were a pair of straight and slender legs encased in thin black stockings.

Her delicate toes, clad in silver high heels, accentuated her stunning figure.

Hearing the familiar footsteps behind her, Sykes's delicate hand holding the scalpel trembled almost imperceptibly due to a strange palpitation, and then she slowly turned around.

When she saw that dark figure that both terrified and compelled her to submit, a complex emotion flashed in her light green eyes.

She immediately put down her tools, bowed slightly, and spoke in a slightly trembling voice that was a mixture of awe and resentment.

"You've returned, Your Majesty, the 'Insect God'."

"Still working so late?"

Han Sen sat down on the replaced leather sofa without any hesitation. The hard, sharp carapace spikes instantly pierced the expensive sofa surface, making a tearing sound that made your teeth ache.

Sykes's eyes twitched slightly. He gritted his teeth inwardly, but outwardly became even more obedient and respectful.

"It is my honor to share Your Majesty's burdens."

A playful smile curved the corners of Hansen's mouth through his visor: "Very good, Lord Sykes."

"This dedication to the Monster Association deserves recognition."

Sykes: "..."

"I have never doubted your abilities. However... based on my recent observations..."

Han Sen's gaze fell on Sykes's pale face, and he changed the subject, saying, "There are still too many weirdos in the association."

Sykes paused, quickly banishing the numerous embarrassing images from her mind. A hint of doubt flashed in her beautiful eyes behind her frameless glasses: "You mean...?"

"Times are changing, heroes are getting stronger, and the pace of eccentrics cannot be stopped either."

Hansen slowly stood up, his massive three-meter-tall figure casting an oppressive shadow that completely enveloped Sykes's petite frame.

He extended his dark claws, but instead of touching her, he gently lifted a strand of her long, sky-blue hair and played with it casually.

The stark contrast between the cold carapace and the warm, smooth hair caused Sykes's delicate body to tremble slightly again, and she subconsciously tensed up.

"No matter how many cannon fodder there are, they can't withstand a casual strike from a true powerhouse."

"Quantity is meaningless in the face of absolute power."

"Therefore, I have decided to officially implement a promotion and reward system and a bottom-ranking elimination system from now on."

He slowly announced his decision, his voice not loud, but it resounded like thunder in Sykes's heart.

"Any eccentric who passes my test will receive the reward of 'evolutionary cells,' which will help them break through their own limits."

"Weak trash should be eliminated, and their bodies and lives should be transformed into food for the strong, becoming nutrients for their evolution."

Sykes: ? ? ?

—When it comes to ruthlessness, you're the ruthless one!

She really wanted to remind the capricious and eccentric King in front of her that he himself had started as a mere wolf-level insect monster.

Now that he's ascended to the throne of Monster King, he's begun to mercilessly persecute those cannon fodder?

She could sense that the king before her wasn't consulting her; if she spoke rashly, she would definitely be in trouble tonight.

"...Understood, I will issue your decree as soon as possible through the identity of Great Eyes."

Sykes suppressed his inner turmoil and answered respectfully.

"Very good." Han Sen nodded in satisfaction and retracted his claws. "Alright, now that we've finished discussing political affairs, let's get down to business."

He abruptly changed the subject, his crimson gaze becoming meaningful, as if it could pierce through Sykes's body and look directly into her resentful soul.

"I just heard what you were thinking! It seems you're still a little bit dissatisfied with my rule?"

"Or do you think I've forgotten my roots?"

The voluptuous older woman avoided eye contact: "I didn't... I didn't..."

"It seems the lesson from last time was far from enough, Lord Sykes."

Hansen slowly approached, his cold, black armor almost touching Sykes' warm skin.

She could even smell his extremely aggressive masculine scent.

Sykes instinctively backed away until her back hit the cold experimental table, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

She raised her head and met those eyes burning with scarlet flames, seeing her own insignificance and wretchedness in that unfathomable majesty.

Han Sen lowered his gaze, his cold fingertips gently tracing her neck, which was slightly damp with sweat from nervousness, and casually gave the order.

"Put your hair up in a bun. I'm telling you to put your hair up in a bun."

Sykes: "..."

—So, even if you just blindly cater to everyone, you still won't get any good juice, huh…!

After finishing his business with Sykes, which involved hundreds of millions of dollars, Hansen returned to the Monster King Palace, which was under reconstruction.

A large number of stone monsters are working diligently on the ruins.

They disassembled their hands and feet like parts, pressed them onto the ground, and they became large, flat rocks. Then they opened their mouths and spewed out a mouthful of scorching lava, instantly repairing the crater perfectly.

The next moment, their limbs will regrow and return to their original state, showing no signs of injury.

Han Sen knew that these stone monsters were created by Sykes, and he was quite impressed by her ingenious ideas.

They can handle express delivery, construction site work, and are even high-quality building materials themselves...

What a chosen working class!

Bringing his thoughts back, Han Sen's body emanated a faint blue light of superpower.

The technology under his command is well-developed, and his own superpowers are not necessarily a disadvantage!

As he pondered this, a purple corpse materialized from the void and appeared beneath the throne.

At the same time, a red-armored monster with the head of a rhinoceros beetle, seemingly of the same race as Han Sen, rushed out of the deep passage carrying a huge stack of freezers and placed the boxes under Han Sen's throne.

"Snap!" Quickly, a standard salute: "Jiadou Logistics, mission accomplished!"

Han Sen's eyes twitched: "..."

Chapter 176 Stand up

Faced with the incredibly realistic courier clone, Han Sen impatiently ordered, "Alright, alright, hurry up and unpack it!"

"No problem, the customer is king!"

The deliveryman deftly opened the freezer, and a blast of chilling white air rushed out!

Huge pieces of the corpse were taken out one by one and pieced together on the cold ground to form a humanoid corpse that was five meters tall.

It was none other than the long-absent Dragon-level monster—"The Resentful Overtime Ghost".

Because this guy's abilities were too villainous, and Han Sen was still young and inexperienced at the time, he sealed him away on the spot.

Now, he is the king of monsters reigning over the underworld, and his strength is close to the top of the normal pyramid in this world—excluding the bald guy—so naturally he doesn't have as many concerns as before.

"stand up."

The fact that the "Insect God" could utter a special decree from the Shadow King next door is somewhat reminiscent of Wang Bel's usurpation of power and rebellion against the Heavenly Gang.

But Han Sen didn't care about all that, because...

The resurrection ability, which had been painstakingly built up by the army of clones to the level of a super-limit SSR+, was then activated—

"The Light of the New King's Awakening!"

The next moment, a dazzling and holy golden light, completely out of place with its surroundings, shone from Han Sen's palm!

It's as if a miniature sun has risen inside the Monster Association!

But this light was incredibly strange, containing both vibrant life and an aura of deathly stillness.

Life and death, these two diametrically opposed forces, intertwine and transform into one another, perfectly interwoven.

Under the bright light, the Stone Monster Engineering Team, who were still engrossed in their work, showed no reaction.

Conversely, the two corpses on the ground seemed to be drawn by the life-and-death power contained in the light. First, their long-dead bodies twitched twice as if in sympathetic communication, and then they began to tremble violently!

Under the light, the shattered bones of the "vaccine man" emitted a sickeningly crisp "crackling" sound.

The broken bone fragments aligned themselves on their own, and countless granulation tissues grew wildly from the torn flesh, stitching it together like red threads.

The severed life force was forcibly infused with a strange power that transcends life and death, and the flame of life was forcibly rekindled!

Perhaps because of the long time since its death, the "vengeful overtime ghost," which was originally torn to pieces and frozen at low temperatures, took even longer to begin to show signs of revival.

The jagged fractures melted rapidly in the light, attracted each other, and eventually restored themselves to their original state perfectly.

Even the pitch-black mist that represented endless resentment rose and floated from its body again, even more intense than before it was alive!

A moment later, the golden light dissipated.

The two immortal warriors, who were transformed from dragon-level monsters, reopened their eyes. Their eyes, which were originally filled with hatred and destructive desire, were now just a dark, pale white, like two exquisite dolls without souls.

But the two newly formed spiritual links between them and Hansen conveyed an absolute stillness and...

"not enough."

The "Reincarnated Phoenix Man" has the ability to resurrect corpses as undead warriors, which are essentially zombies.

His strength is almost the same as when he was alive, and he can be truly resurrected in a certain sense after breaking free from mental control.

But this kind of inferior puppet that only follows simple commands is clearly not what Han Sen wants.

Fortunately, he may not have many other skills, but he has a wide range of abilities.

In the blink of an eye, two cell-sized clones silently disappeared into the foreheads of the two strange figures.

The two miniature clones simultaneously emitted pale blue superpower fluctuations, and the mind-corroding psychic power instantly washed away the little remaining chaotic consciousness in the zombie's brain, devouring it completely!

The next moment, the miniature clones forcibly seized the highest control over the two dragon-level undead warriors, just like a criminal in the act of committing a crime!

He transformed into a Dragon-class Gundam pilot and completely took control of the two Dragon-class bodies.

The two zombies' dark, pale eyes lit up again, their gazes flashing with a crimson light that was a mixture of intelligence and savagery.

They stretched their newly grown bodies, then looked at each other, knelt on one knee, and in unison offered their loyalty to Hansen on the throne.

"My King!" ×2

Only then did Han Sen nod in satisfaction.

Compared to mindless zombies, the undead warriors controlled by clone pilots have seen a significant increase in both intelligence and combat power!

Even more absurdly, after the enemy painstakingly destroyed two dragon-level undead warriors, they were devastated to discover...

The driver among them was still Han Sen's clone, who was at least at the dragon level.

Surprise!

The two Dragon-level monsters, the Resentful Overtime Ghost and the Vaccine Man, share a common characteristic: they are both growth-type monsters.