Infinite World: Random Characters, Start with Red Archer

But in reality, he's just a "homebody" who plays video games.

Han Ming's conclusions caused him great concern.

If he were to actually fight a vicious and ruthless enemy, could he survive?

"That..."

Feeling a sense of withdrawal, King's scarred face revealed a conflicted expression.

King had come prepared to die, but when he actually faced it, he was still afraid.

"It's alright, just take me there."

"If it's really dangerous, you run first."

Hearing those words, he didn't quite understand why the person in front of him was so determined to go.

Why did they have to get involved when they weren't even professional heroes?

"Why did you...?"

Just as I was about to ask the question that was on my mind, I was interrupted by the voice that suddenly popped out.

"The flaw has been revealed!"

A dark shadow flashed past from the side, and the swift figure darted out, its claw-like fingertips already aimed at King's face.

"danger!"

A group of people, who were sleeping soundly, immediately cried out in surprise.

But the next moment, the figure that had suddenly attacked was sent flying backward, replaced by a scene of it lying in a trash can, foaming at the mouth.

"You really have it tough, always encountering things like this."

Han Ming had already foreseen the strange person who came from who-knows-where.

With practiced skill, the Crimson King sent his opponent flying, but those unaware of the situation immediately screamed in surprise.

"That's amazing... King sent that guy flying without even lifting a finger."

"No, perhaps King's attack was too fast for us to see clearly."

"Is this the power of an S-class hero? That's so cool."

Hearing the praises from those around him, King, as the person involved, was still in a daze.

Here we go again...

He did nothing wrong, so why does he always end up being blamed?

I really want to shout out, "I didn't do it!"

But the lips couldn't speak so fluently.

"Sigh...it's happening again."

The sighing tone was accompanied by a slightly depressed mood.

He was truly distressed by this life of being misunderstood and living in an environment of "criticism".

"If you feel that your worries can't change how others perceive you, then you can try changing yourself."

"After all, you also possess the unwavering spirit of a hero..."

Hearing Han Mingna's words of advice, King suddenly felt a little relieved.

At least there's someone who knows his true situation and he can confide in them.

"I've thought about it...but..."

King has considered becoming stronger.

I occasionally go to training clubs, but doing so doesn't necessarily make me much stronger.

Trouble with the Association or other heroes?

Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm being misunderstood...

In addition, he is a socially anxious, homebody who rarely interacts normally with outsiders, resulting in a small social circle and difficulty finding someone to introduce him to.

"You did that, didn't you?"

King asked in a low voice, glancing at Han Ming who was walking ahead.

Although it was unclear how that strange man was knocked away, it was clearly the person in front of me who did it.

"Well, it's me."

"Didn't I say before? I'm a Stand user."

"There are some powers that ordinary people do not possess."

"You can be a superhuman."

That brief explanation also made King realize its extraordinary nature.

"How wonderful... if only I had similar power..."

King has encountered many dangers, and although he has managed to escape unscathed each time, he still hopes to have his own solutions or ways to stay away from them.

"Oh..."

Han Ming could understand King's slightly sentimental words.

It's perfectly normal to pursue power in an extraordinary world.

Not to mention just an ordinary human being...

Power is essential for protecting something or maintaining order.

In the original storyline, King also went through a period of internal struggle before he began to want to change himself.

But no matter what I did, I couldn't get what I wanted...

I always get turned down when I try to learn at a martial arts school, and when I want to train at a club, I get misunderstood...

Each time, he could only run around aimlessly, resulting in a complete waste of time.

Han Ming didn't understand whether King would change anything or continue to maintain his "ordinary person" identity and perform miracles in front of others.

After all, the One-Punch Man storyline is still ongoing, and whether King will eventually get a "power-up" depends on how things develop.

"Ok?"

But the throbbing in his soul left Han Ming feeling puzzled.

He immediately realized what was happening...

"Dong dong..."

The beating of his heart also reflects the current situation.

(Is the Hogyoku reacting to King's inner feelings?)

(Not only that, the filth generated by the Shikon Jewel was also purified somewhat... Does this mean it's a purely positive wish?)

He was a little surprised that this would happen; he knew what was going on.

Just like how Aizen used the Hogyoku to bless the Espada and guide their evolution...

This time, it was King himself who triggered the resonance of the Hogyoku.

"As expected of you..."

Food and drink

Stand Master?

It can only be said that, judging from King's character design, he truly possesses a level of luck that is unmatched by ordinary people.

"what?"

As they walked into the mountains in the suburbs, King looked at him with a blank expression.

"It has detected your desire for power."

"That is?"

King could see the white and purple beads emerging in Han Ming's palm and thought they were very beautiful.

"Dong Dong!!"

Visible to the naked eye, the ripples emanating from the jade were so bright they obscured the view.

"what?"

.........

"That's not right."

When things calmed down, Han Ming felt something was off...

Even though the Hogyoku seemed to activate in unison, King didn't seem to change much.

It neither gained any power nor transformed into any monster...

Instead, they remain unchanged, still ordinary humans.

"Uh, Diapollo, what exactly is this?"

He was startled when the light flashed in his eyes, thinking something was wrong, but it turned out it was just a simple glare.

"You really didn't feel anything?"

"Uh, no."

King reached out and grabbed at everything, and even jumped around a couple of times. He didn't feel any different from before.

"That's strange..."

Han Ming pinched King's arm and found that there was no change in his physical condition. He was not quite sure what was going on.

He originally thought that the Hōgyoku would be able to refurbish the other party, but the fact that "nothing happened" was too strange.

(At the very least, some kind of power should be drawn out...)

(Why does it feel like the engine has stalled?)

He didn't quite understand why such a blunder had happened, and he thought he should go and discuss it with Aizen upon his return.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar came from the distant lands, interrupting their conversation.

"Ooooooo!!!"

The impact overturned trees, and King was only prevented from being blown away by the Crimson King because he was held by him.

"The fighting has already started."

"I can feel the power of that environmental change," Han Mingying commented.

"That's too intense..."

My eyes were being blown around by the wind pressure, and my body was swaying like a carp streamer.

When the commotion finally subsided and he landed safely, his legs were so weak that he sat down on the ground.

Through the uprooted trees, one can clearly see the bald landscape in the distance.

The once lush and green mountain area has now become a scene of devastation.

They haven't even reached the center yet, they're still outside the outer perimeter and it's already this exaggerated. I can't imagine what it would be like if they got any closer.

"Did the association say which heroes went?"

Han Ming did not consider such destructive power to be ordinary.

Whether it was the participants or the professional heroes, they were all powerful figures.

"Only the second-ranked S-class Tornado."

King took out his communication device and made the email public.

"It's her."

Upon hearing this, Han Ming understood who was fighting.