A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

He glanced at King, then at Johnson.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something.

The old man's expression was complicated: "Qiao Senjun, your aura... seems to have become stronger again?"

"Hey, Bangu-san found out? I was bored, so I just casually broke through a barrier."

"..."

Am I really getting old?

I understand the world of young people less and less.

……

The next day, it was just dawn.

Saitama got up early as usual to prepare for his morning workout. He habitually changed into his workout clothes and went to the guest room, ready to call King for a sweet duo game.

"King, wake up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

After a long silence, Saitama called out again.

"King, King-san, it's time to go out for training! Hiding won't help!"

Can you sleep that soundly?

I wasn't staying out very late yesterday!

Saitama was puzzled and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Before his fingers could even touch it, the half-closed door creaked open, and Saitama peeked out into the dark room where the bedding was neatly folded.

But there was no one there.

Saitama:!

(⊙_⊙)

He actually got up earlier than me. Could it be that King ran away because he couldn't stand it anymore?

Suburbs.

A streak of lightning crossed the sky and landed on a barren hill.

pat!

King, who had been released by Qiao Sen, suddenly felt weak in the legs, clenched his fists to support himself on the ground, and knelt on one knee.

Because he was wearing a baseball cap and had his head down, King's face was completely obscured by the darkness.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

Thump thump thump thump! Thump thump thump thump...

His innate aura of power was amplified instantly by the intense power of the Emperor Engine. At first glance, his current posture looked like Superman charging up, preparing to take off.

"How was the experience, King?"

Upon hearing Johnson's voice, King wiped away the tears that had been smeared on his face by the strong winds at high altitude, and his body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

The next second, crackling electric currents emerged from all over his body, but miraculously, they did not burn any of his clothes, flowing away and disappearing into his body.

"I……"

I was pulled out of bed early in the morning by Qiao Sen, who said he had something good to show me.

And that's how it turned out.

"Humans can generate bioelectricity by using willpower to rub their body cells together at high speeds; I call this method 'electric current propulsion'!"

"Not only can 'electric current propulsion' stimulate cells to gain greater strength, but it can also enhance the sensory system, giving humans the advantages of various animals. It can also force electricity out of the body for use in attack, defense, flight, and more. Most importantly, it's a superpower that anyone can cultivate!"

"By pushing 'electric current' to its ultimate limit, you can master the power of magnetic fields like I do. That state is called 'magnetic field rotation.' Once you reach it, you can freely control electrons, metals, and machines—you're practically omnipotent. You can even simulate the power of any game character you're good at!"

With Johnson's devilish whispers echoing in his ears, King admitted that he had been bewitched for a moment.

In fact, even with the protection of his telekinetic powers, King's eyes rolled back and he almost went into shock the moment the bio-electric current simulated by Johnson entered his body.

There was no way around it; his physical condition was among the worst of all ordinary adults.

Being able to survive in this dangerous world is also his greatest misfortune.

Because King has always been at the bottom of the food chain, no matter what kind of disaster occurs, it can frighten him so much that his heart pounds and his liver and gallbladder tremble.

Upon waking, he was overwhelmed by burning, stinging, and numb pains, which almost made him shout out that he was giving up.

But the next moment, he met Qiao Sen's indifferent gaze, his forehead covered in sweat.

The image of my most desperate moment inexplicably flashed before my eyes: that tall, ragged figure standing in front of me.

--yes……

Even someone as timid as me doesn't possess the power to control my own destiny like Saitama and Joseph.

At that moment, King wavered.

He used almost all the courage he had in his life, gritted his teeth, and endured the electric shock.

The current seemed to hear his thoughts, flowing and spreading deep into his cells. The next moment, his previously withered muscles bulged slightly, and King opened his eyes wide, feeling an unprecedented power contained in his clenched fist.

I've been enhanced!

"I... am still okay."

Upon hearing King's answer, Johnson patted him on the shoulder approvingly.

The electric current flowing through King's body and the psychic power used to protect him were not withdrawn one after another. King was like a laptop with a damaged battery that was suddenly unplugged. His straight back involuntarily bent down.

My body felt much lighter, but that sense of power and control was fleeting, disappearing without a trace.

At that moment, King felt an overwhelming sense of loss.

Chapter 98 Electric Power! (Part 1)

"This is an arduous and extraordinary road."

Johnson held a small magnetic field in his hand, within which electric arcs flickered.

"I will use my telekinesis to help you generate electricity through cellular friction. Once you adapt to this process, your electrical charge will increase, and your physical body will be strengthened. After that, you'll have to rely on yourself."

After Qiao Sen finished speaking, King nodded emphatically and expressed his sincere gratitude.

"Arigato, Joshen-san!"

"You're welcome, you chose it yourself."

……

three days later.

Bilibili, Bilibili...

King sat on the bluestone slab, surrounded by a strong magnetic field that distorted his vision.

An electric current was generated by jumping in the magnetic field, but the next second it was tamed and controlled by telekinesis and conducted to King's body, slowly strengthening his body.

After testing, Qiao Sen determined that King's current physical condition was not capable of generating bioelectric currents on his own.

But it doesn't matter, with Qiao himself providing the cheat code, even a poor foundation is no problem.

So he chose to use electric current to stimulate King's physical condition first.

Although he has simpler ways to make King instantly stronger, such as using the Electric Mouse character card that is still idle in the deck.

However, in this way, King is still just an ordinary person who suddenly gains great power, and the result may not even reach the height that the collectively blinded masses and the Hero Association pushed him to in the original work.

The strongest hero on Earth!

If that's the case, it's better to do nothing.

Johnson felt that since he had become friends with King, it would be a better choice to turn him from a comedic character into a true powerhouse and make the super special move "Purgatory Musou Explosive Wave Cannon" that the public had imagined a reality.

In the Sea Tiger world, "electric current propulsion" is a power that everyone can cultivate.

King has his own help and can control his body with his mind. Even if he ruins his training, he can recover with the "Palm Immortal Technique". No matter how you look at it, it is impossible for him not to be able to guide the power of "electric current".

King, who was practicing his cultivation, suddenly shivered for no reason, feeling as if he had been targeted by something unclean in broad daylight.

The willpower he displayed during those three days was beyond his own belief.

He undergoes electric shock training twice a day. Initially, each session lasted an hour, but now the duration of each session has doubled.

The body's reaction was like being tortured; even as one gradually adapts to the presence of the electric current, it is still an experience one would never want to go through again.

However, something strange happened.

No matter how uncomfortable he was, King suppressed his human instincts and silently endured it. Each time, he would finish training feeling numb and weak all over, but he never complained.

This surprised King, who thought he would soon give up.

Is Saitama's training method really effective?

King, believing he knew the truth, became even more convinced of his conviction.

Arigato, Joshen-san!