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A surge of anger welled up inside her.

"Fubuki!" Tornado turned around. "Your clothes are a bit tight; they're uncomfortable!"

"Uncomfortable to wear?" Fubuki was even more furious upon hearing this; these days, thieves are so arrogant.

When it saw its owner return, it didn't run away, but instead complained to its owner about the clothes.

Just as she was about to get angry, she suddenly realized that the woman in front of her looked very familiar.

Upon closer inspection, she vaguely resembled her older sister.

"Who are you?" Fubuki asked. "Why do you look somewhat like my sister? Could you be my sister's daughter?"

My sister is 28 years old. Although she looks like a child, she is already of marriageable age.

Having a child is normal.

The woman from before the New Year was a bit tall.

Even if the older sister has a child, the daughter couldn't possibly grow up this fast, right?

"I'm your older sister!" Tatsumaki was speechless, rolling her eyes at Fubuki. "You don't even recognize your own sister?"

"Huh?" Fubuki exclaimed in shock. "How is that possible? My sister is so short, and you are so tall. How could you be the same person?"

Get closer and examine it carefully.

"Something's not right, something's really not right."

Tornado gave a smug snort and said, "Nothing's wrong, but something strange happened today. At noon, the sun disappeared from the sky, you know?"

"I know," Fubuki nodded. "Could it be that your growing up was related to that incident?"

"There is some connection." Tornado then recounted what had happened.

Fubuki was shocked.

After a long pause, she asked in a trembling voice, "So, does that mean my superpowers can evolve too?"

“Of course.” Tornado nodded. “I’ll teach you. Once you’ve practiced, you’ll see that what I said wasn’t false.”

"it is good."

Fubuki nodded, her heart filled with anticipation.

Looking at Tornado, I noticed that she looked somewhat embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Fubuki asked.

Tornado: "I don't have the ability to communicate with gods, so I'll read it to you instead."

Without the relevant abilities, Tornado wouldn't dare to use her own sister for experiments.

After half an hour.

Fubuki finally grasped the cultivation of the Immortal Martial Arts and began to try her hand at cultivation.

Tornado observed carefully, and only when she saw the essence of heaven and earth surging in and Fubuki's momentum gradually increasing did she feel relieved.

As evening approached, Fubuki opened her eyes, a fleeting glint of light flashing within them.

With a single thought, a storm brewed thousands of meters in the sky. The invisible wind almost materialized, possessing the power to destroy everything, causing many powerful figures to look up at the sky with worry.

Fubuki clearly sensed the terrifying storm in the void, and her expression became excited.

"So strong!"

"I feel my current strength has definitely reached S-rank!"

Looking for her older sister, she saw her standing in front of the dressing mirror, striking various poses.

At this moment, Tornado was no longer wearing her clothes, but rather a set of clothes that she had never seen before.

It was obvious that during the time she was cultivating, Tornado had gone out and bought clothes.

"How is it?" Tornado asked.

Fubuki: "It's beautiful."

Tornado was speechless: "I was asking about your cultivation progress, not this!"

"Cultivation is so wonderful!" Fubuki exclaimed excitedly as she spoke. "This kind of cultivation technique is so powerful. If I had obtained it earlier, I don't know how strong I would have become."

"Dream on." Tornado shook her head. "This kind of cultivation technique isn't from our world. Didn't I tell you before? It's a technique created by a Dao Lord from another world, and it's a divine technique."

How could we easily recognize such a spiritual being?

"What do you think we should do tomorrow?" Tornado asked again.

Fubuki was somewhat surprised.

My older sister has always been autocratic and has never asked for my opinion.

"I think we should support it!" Fubuki said without hesitation. "Just as that Daoist said, those cyborgs have too low a ceiling; they're completely polluting the human species."

Furthermore, the universe's resources simply don't support a path of technological advancement; such a path is merely a heretical one. We must stand on the side of the world.

“That’s what I think too,” Tornado laughed. “I think anyone who has tried cultivation wouldn’t object. The new era is destined to be the era of cultivators and superpowered individuals. Those who stand in the way…”

Those who stand ahead are destined for only defeat and destruction.

The reason those research institutions didn't collapse was, of course, because of the interests of various parties involved.

Furthermore, the heroes were unwilling to take risks, which is why the problem became so powerful and difficult to control.

Now that the heroes are stronger and more motivated, and with the higher-ups no longer protecting these institutions, the situation is much better.

It can be said that the demise of these cyborg and cyborg organizations is already on the countdown.

The next day.

Fubuki and Tatsumaki rode the wind and arrived at the Hero Association in the city.

After a night of fermentation, Saitama's existence and the message he conveyed had spread throughout the entire Hero Association.

Today, almost all the powerful heroes have arrived here.

Today is a crucial day.

"Could that be Lady Tornado?"

"I haven't seen Lady Tornado for a day, and she's actually grown taller?"

Many heroes were stunned when they saw Tornado.

"Could that also be a function of the cultivation technique?"

"Amazing!"

"So, cultivation techniques can not only make people stronger, but also make them taller?"

Chapter 664 God Saitama Appears, Suppressing the Entire Scene (2/5, Please Subscribe)

The Hero Association was founded by the wealthy man, Agni. A few years ago, the double-chinned child that Saitama saved was Agni's grandson.

In gratitude to Saitama, Argni founded the Hero Association, which was subsequently funded by public donations.

This world is chaotic; cities don't even have names, only abbreviations like A, B, C, D, etc.

However, the monetary system remains robust.

The reason behind this is quite simple: those tycoons did not perish; on the contrary, with the arrival of the new era, they not only possessed money but also immense power.

It is their existence that maintains financial stability.

It's not that they're noble, but rather that it concerns their interests.

After all, the loss to ordinary people is not significant when currency becomes worthless.

How much wealth does an average person have?

But the chaebols are different.

The chaebol possesses enormous wealth and considerable political resources.

Once the currency collapses, their losses will be enormous. Not only will their wealth vanish in an instant, but the political resources built upon that wealth will also disappear completely.

This would cause the wealth accumulated by them over generations, or even dozens of generations, to vanish.

This is something the tycoons absolutely do not want to see; they are the main force in maintaining financial stability.

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Yesterday, Saitama released the news, and everyone was on edge.

See you forever!

Ancient emperors, whose power was supreme, could not refuse it, and modern tycoons naturally cannot either.

So, these people also went to the Hero Association.

Looking around, Tornado saw many unfamiliar faces. These people had no superpowers, had not cultivated, and were not cyborgs; they were very weak.

She was quick-witted and immediately figured out who these people were.

He exchanged a glance with Fubuki and found that she was also looking over, her eyes full of understanding.