A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

A purple hand would appear every now and then as the two passed by. Although they didn't always succeed, after a while, they would manage to pick off one or two "limiter fragments" that fell out of nowhere.

—F-zai, how far have you progressed with the fragment cards?

[Fantasy Card: Limiter Fragment] ×71

Qiao Sen asked in his mind, and F Zai immediately gave an answer.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the next "Limiter Break" will meet the fusion condition when you have 80 fragments, at which point the progress will be close to 90%.

Johnson's promise to King to help him become stronger was not unfounded, but it was contingent on Johnson's own abilities improving further.

As someone who has been cheated on, all he has to do is wait.

Time flies by as I spend my days slacking off, fighting monsters, and collecting Saitama.

As for King's current training with Saitama, consider it a test of his willpower before the plan is implemented.

The greatness of heroes lies in their noble stance in the face of fear.

King, who is currently being chased all over the place by Saitama, does not yet seem to possess such qualities.

on the street.

An elderly man with silver hair, wearing a black fitted sweater, walked past outside the park, and then turned back a few seconds later.

"Hey, isn't this..."

The old man paused for a moment, then stepped into the park.

"Oh ho ho, Mr. Johnson."

Qiao Sen didn't seem surprised at all. He put down his newspaper, stood up, and made room for the old man: "Old man, it's been a long time."

He consciously limited the distance and precision of the passively activated "Mind Network," but a powerhouse of Bang's level has a biomagnetic field as dazzling as a star, making it difficult to miss.

This kid...

Bang was shocked. Had the brat already reached this level?

I was originally thinking of seeing if Qiao Sen had made any progress over this period of time, but when I got closer, I found that the kid had a faint sense of harmony between man and nature.

The old man's vision went black.

Sigh, I'm getting old.

There's absolutely nothing left to teach now.

Qiao Sen smiled and helped the old man sit down, handing him a bottle of drink as he did so.

"We only have drinks here, sir, would you like a bottle to quench your thirst?"

"it is good."

Bang didn't refuse and took it, chugging down almost half the bottle.

At this point, he actually came to terms with it.

The forest is so big, we shouldn't put all our eggs in one basket; we should try a few more.

Thinking this, the old man's gaze fell on the two people training.

After watching for a while, Bang's gaze gradually shifted from curiosity to bewilderment: "Hey, Mr. Johnson, what are these two... doing?"

He naturally recognized Saitama. The new guy who was being chased so hard by Saitama was just an ordinary person.

Aside from his slightly fierce appearance.

After glancing at Saitama and his companion, who had turned into a playful chase—mainly King being unilaterally tortured—Johnson thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

"Their words indicate that they are conducting today's training."

Bang saw that King was already in a state of near-blackout and felt a headache coming on: "How much training does it take to get to this level?"

"This is Saitama's training method: 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run." Johnson recalled while counting on his fingers, "It's like this every day. He has to eat three meals a day. For breakfast, a banana is fine. He can't turn on the air conditioner in summer or winter to train his spirit. That's about it."

Banggu: "..."

What kind of "ghost shit training method" is that? It sounds pretty ordinary.

However, that guy named Saitama is indeed getting stronger at an astonishing speed. Could it be that this seemingly joking training method is actually effective?

Since it was strange knowledge that defied common sense, Bang quickly gave up thinking about it.

"By the way, Mr. Qiao Sen, you know about the S-class hero meeting being held in City A this afternoon, right?"

“I know, the Z City branch notified me yesterday,” Johnson recalled receiving a call from Lani yesterday. “They said I’d have to cooperate with the photoshoot for promotional photos after the meeting, which sounds like a lot of trouble.”

“Indeed, I’m not very good at these things either, but setting an example for the public is also part of a hero’s job,” Bang put down his drink and asked, “Since we’ve run into each other, how about we take the high-speed train together at noon?”

“How about this, Grandpa, stay for lunch with us. After your lunch break, I’ll take you to headquarters,” Johnson said after thinking for a moment. “Don’t worry about being late; I have unique travel skills.”

“Is that so?” Bang nodded, leaning back on the bench without any airs of a powerful figure. “Then I’ll trouble Mr. Johnson to give me a ride.”

……

City A, headquarters of the Heroes Association.

Johnson and Bang walked through the door, each with a toothpick in their mouth, looking like they had just finished lunch.

King was exhausted after barely completing half of the training under Saitama's pressure, and he barely survived by drinking soda.

Considering King's physical condition, Johnson also used "Palm Immortal Technique" to help him heal the damage inside his body.

Only through meticulous chakra perception did they discover that King's neglected body, while not exactly bad, was actually quite unhealthy.

In other words, this naturally gifted appearance is enough to impress people.

The first get-together of the hot pot team was delayed quite a bit because of this. There was definitely no time to make our own hot pot, so everyone found a burger joint for lunch and decided to have a big meal when they got back in the evening.

The remaining two have now returned to Saitama's apartment. King, who had been bullied all morning, is now on another battlefield, brutally beating Saitama. When Johnson and the other left, King was practically insane from the killing spree.

Fortunately, Saitama, who is both bad at games and loves to have fun, doesn't back down. The two of them spent almost the entire week in this love-hate cycle, which made their lives quite interesting.

Chapter 88 Heroes Gathering (Part 2)

City A, Hero Association Headquarters Lobby.

Upon seeing Qiao Sen and his companion arrive, staff immediately approached them and guided them to the elevator at the upper-level conference room.

The interior of the headquarters building doesn't yet show any fancy next-generation technology. For security reasons, all the corridors and walls are reinforced with high-strength alloy armor plates. Even if you brought in a tank unit, it would take them at least a whole day to breach the building's exterior defenses.

With that much time, S-class heroes could have arrived from various cities long ago, so the security measures are indeed top-notch.

"Finally, some new people have arrived."

"It's Mr. 'Super Cop' and Mr. 'Silver Fang'."

The large conference room contained an extended conference table equipped with 3D imaging equipment. At this moment, there was no one in the seats on either side of the conference table, but two deep voices came from one side of the conference room.

The two men turned their gazes and saw two muscular men with contrasting skin tones, one black and one white. They were carrying heavy fitness equipment like toys. They were "Super Alloy Black Light" and "Tank Top Master", two muscle giants.

"Hello you all."

After exchanging pleasantries, Johnson and Bang learned that "Superalloy Darkshine" had been so obsessed with weightlifting that he had hardly ever left the Hero Association headquarters building.

The researchers at the association headquarters built a gravity chamber specifically for him to train in order to study Blacklight's physical body. He only needs to cooperate in conducting some physical experiments.

Such a favorable environment allowed "Superalloy Darkshine" to remain stationed at the headquarters since joining the Hero Association, and his hero rank and ranking remained largely unchanged until he became an S-class hero.

It remains stable at the bottom of the C-level.

By that calculation, "Tank Top Master" is the first S-class hero to arrive.

Also a fitness enthusiast, he couldn't resist asking the staff to bring him some equipment and started playing with the black light on the spot.

"Mr. 'Super Cop' has really well-trained muscles! Are you also a fighting hero?"

As a professional, "Super Alloy Darkshine" has an extraordinary sensitivity to muscles. Seeing the golden ratio physique that Johnson's clothes could not hide, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

Johnson took the special dumbbell weighing 500 kilograms from Blacklight and did a set of standing dumbbell curls, explaining, "In public, I should be described as a superhero, but I know a little about everything."

Black Light looked surprised: "So that's how it is."

The Vest Venerable's gaze narrowed slightly, and a sense of urgency inexplicably arose in his heart: "As expected of a top-ranked hero, his strength in all aspects is indeed formidable."

"You flatter me, Your Excellency."

"Would Mr. Bangu like to give it a try?"

"No, no, this old man's bones aren't as strong as yours young people's. You guys play."

After a round of mutual flattery, the atmosphere in the meeting room was quite harmonious.

As time went on, other S-class vehicles arrived one after another.

Although they were colleagues in the same sequence, most of the heroes were meeting for the first time. Those who didn't like socializing, such as "Zombieman" and "Metal Bat," would simply nod as a greeting and then sit down in their seats.

Of course, there are also those who are completely opposite, eager to join the makeshift fitness group as soon as they enter.

"Finally, I met the lovely men! Xiao Hei, I've been a loyal fan of yours ever since I saw your profile. You're even more attractive in person than in photos. Are those muscles, which are beyond imagination, even real?"

Feeling the heavy breath almost hitting his face at close range, "Super Alloy Darkshine's" powerful body, which surpassed metal, actually trembled.

"Um, Mr. Prisoner, please don't do this..."

"Huh? Was I too enthusiastic? Okay, I'll be more careful!"