The Magnetic Emperor began leading Gotham toward justice.

The increase in strength is very significant.

But his personality seemed to be subtly influenced by this powerful force.

Lying in bed, the unlicensed rider turned his head to look at the side of the bed, where there was nothing but desolation.

Once upon a time, it was a big city—City A.

"It's really gone..." He felt somewhat frustrated.

Even though these heroes defeated the aliens who invaded Earth, City A remained a desolate wasteland.

He felt a pang of disappointment, a deep sense of loss welling up inside him.

"Although I possess immense power... I don't seem to yet have the qualifications to become a true strongman..."

He took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind, but the feeling of loss still lingered in his heart.

"This is all because you're overthinking things," Bai Lang's voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

"Master?"

“You have power now, but no vision, so you have these kinds of nonsense thoughts.”

"Then how should I improve my skill level?" the unlicensed knight asked.

"Practice martial arts."

"Martial arts?"

"Practicing martial arts is not just about focusing on techniques, but also about finding the spiritual core of the practitioner."

"Learn this, and you'll be able to have a strong heart."

"And when the mind is strong, one can naturally become a strong person."

Bai Lang's words echoed in his ears.

Although the unlicensed rider was a little confused, there must be a reason why his master said that.

"Batmaster and Silver Fang, both S-class heroes, gained superhuman strength through martial arts. Perhaps I should ask them for advice."

Time passed slowly.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Mumen Rider's injuries were completely healed.

The rotation of the magnetic field stimulated the metabolism of his cells, and after so many days of rest, he slowly walked out of the hospital.

"Go home first, then head to Silver Fang's martial arts school to learn martial arts."

Having made up his mind, the unlicensed rider headed towards Z City.

The blurry afterimage suddenly tore through the air, creating a violent whooshing sound as it sped away into the distance.

"Is that the Mumen Rider?"

Several staff members of the Hero Association stood at the door, watching the departing figure.

"I heard that he defeated the leader of the aliens."

"What a hero! Without him, we'd all probably be dead by now..."

"What are you all chatting about here?" Sitch rushed by and saw the group of people standing there, so he shouted at them.

"Has the alien leader's body still not been found?"

"No, President, could the alien's corpse have already been blasted to dust by the Mumen Rider?"

"Yeah, yeah, that was a terrifying battle that could completely destroy a city, how could there possibly be any corpses left behind?"

"Don't take any chances. Keep searching, or if the aliens are resurrected, Earth will suffer another devastating invasion!"

......

City Z.

This is one of the most unusual cities on the entire planet.

Besides Saitama living here, there are also some mysterious organizations hiding here.

The Unlicensed Rider's home is in this city.

Aside from being frequently ravaged by weirdos, there's nothing bad about this place.

The house is rent-free, and utilities are free.

Furthermore, the local people are simple and honest.

"Hahaha! I am the Yellow Wolf Monster!"

A strange-looking man, somewhat resembling a weasel, stood on the street, howling.

"Because I love weasels so much, I became the Weasel Monster!"

"Humans, obediently submit to my feet..."

Before the Yellow Wolf Monster could finish speaking, a foot crackled with golden electricity and kicked him into three pieces.

The spray of blood instantly painted the dark red ground with another layer of color.

"Phew... I'm finally back in Z City, it tastes like home."

An unlicensed rider stands on the road, with ruins on the left and people coming and going on the right.

This is Z City, a city frequently ravaged by freaks.

"Don't miss out! Kitchen knives are 40% off today! 40% off!"

"This kitchen knife is SSS+ quality! It's more than enough to chop down monsters!"

"What are you saying, you bastard? Try to kill us weirdos? Don't you dare..."

"Fuck you!"

puff!

The sound of a cleaver chopping meat rang out, followed by a dull thud.

The unlicensed rider turned his head to look over.

There was a promotion going on over there; a young man was selling kitchen knives at a stall, while in front of him was a strange man who had already been hacked to death.

Judging from its appearance, it is weak and its disaster level is the lowest.

He shook his head and walked home.

Z City is such a city, where weak oddballs and bold humans coexist.

Not only are strange people ferocious and menacing, but sometimes, humans are even more ruthless.

Only in this way can one survive in this city.

There is only one reason why he, an unlicensed rider, chose to live in this city.

That means I don't have money.

However, it seems the Hero Association is now offering him a generous annual salary.

Despite this, he still couldn't bear to leave the little place he had lived in for several years.

As I walked across the street, the pedestrians were either emaciated and looked listless, or they looked fierce and menacing, grabbing a weak and strange person and starting to rob them.

There are even cases where a weirdo who has been bullied goes back to seek revenge on a stronger weirdo.

Humans then engaged in a fierce battle with the monsters in the streets.

Even the surrounding buildings are old and dilapidated, with cracks and signs of age on the walls.

There is also a lot of moss growing in damp, dark corners.

Then a swollen, three-fingered green hand dug out the moss and put it in its mouth.

Human survival is very difficult.

The same applies to weak and eccentric individuals.

The situation here is terrible, extremely terrible.

The road surface was full of potholes, and there were stones scattered on the ground from time to time.

The unlicensed rider walked quickly forward and soon saw his home.

It was an old building with most of the yellow paint peeling off, and hardly anyone lived there.

The only tenant is an unlicensed knight.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side.

"Hey? You live in Z City too?"

The unlicensed rider turned his head to look.

A bald man carrying a large bag with the words "Wayne Supermarket" printed in red stood beside him.

It was Saitama.

Chapter 150 The Terrible Z City

"Ah, I never expected to run into you here."

Saitama was carrying a large bag filled with discounted promotional items from Wayne Supermarket.

Standing next to him is Genos, who has completely upgraded his body parts after the last incident.

“I live here.” The unlicensed rider scratched his head.

"Teacher, we should go back now." Genos, carrying a large pile of promotional items, walked along the street into the distance.

Come visit sometime!

After Saitama finished speaking, he turned around and left with Genos.

Back home, the unlicensed motorcyclist turned on the lights.

The dim light shone into the small bedroom, where dust covered everything.

Sizzle sizzle...