Great, we're doomed now!

This steel body, which could withstand even the attacks of a demon-level monster, was so easily "disintegrated," which is truly unbelievable. Was it the power of magic?

A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out inside the chamber, while the blood level continued to drop, steam rose from the blood, and finally the blood boiled!

"Oh oh oh oh!"

Even the calm Genos was stimulated by this fresh and long-lost "touch". Like Frankenstein being struck by lightning, he suddenly lifted himself up from the pool of blood. His terrifying face, half bone and half metal, with skin and muscles glued together, opened its mouth and roared meaninglessly!

Ye Shou acted at the opportune moment, pressing two fingers against his forehead, a flash of golden light appearing—

Amazingly, with just a gentle press, Genos suddenly quieted down, slowly sliding backward like a baby being lulled to sleep, and sinking back into the blood.

The golden Holy Grail mark descended from his forehead, and Ye Shou's Ripple energy flowed into Genos's body, beginning an extremely detailed examination.

clang!clang!clang!

The metallic clanging grew increasingly muffled as large and small parts fell to the bottom of the chamber, which was already covered in a layer of brown grime. The blood pool was almost depleted, and a body belonging to a nineteen-year-old youth was found as if pulled from the amniotic sac, covered in blood and grime.

"……This is?"

Ye Shou frowned, his gaze slightly narrowing. A thin beam of light stretched between his fingertips and Genos's forehead, and as he slowly raised his hand, a rectangular chip was gently extracted from his forehead...

"Ok?"

When Genos opened his eyes again, he was in the lounge, wearing a white hospital gown.

The room was dimly lit, and he instinctively reached for the light switch, but was stopped by a familiar voice:

"Your eyes have never been used before, and now the bright light will make you feel so much pain that you will question your existence."

"Kuze... Master."

Genos looked to one side blankly. Although his naked eyes could not have good dark vision and lacked thermal imaging and lightning detection functions compared to mechanical eyes, which made him feel very uncomfortable, Ye Shou's body outline made him feel at ease.

"I have already..."

"You've become a normal person again, congratulations."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Ye Shou asked, noticing that he wasn't very interested. "You're already regretting it?"

"No, it's just... I had a dream while I was sleeping, it was about something from the past."

Genos smiled calmly, his smile much gentler than usual, probably because the mechanical parts had been replaced by muscle fibers.

His nickname in the original work is "Devil Cyborg," and his cool-guy face should have made a big impression, but now that he has returned to his human form, his expression is much brighter.

He's just a gentle, good kid wearing a steel mask—that's what Ye Shou thought.

"When I was 15, out-of-control, crazy cyborgs destroyed my hometown. My parents, friends, the aunt next door... everyone I knew died."

Am I lucky? That's probably how people see me, since I'm the only survivor.

But at that time, I truly lost hope of living and just wanted to sleep with everyone in this hell.

Genos's tone grew heavy, but his face always held a hopeful glow.

"It was Dr. Kusno who rescued me from that hell... To save me, Dr. Kusno replaced some of my organs with advanced prosthetics, allowing me to survive. Later, he raised me like a father."

Even now, I still remember the happy, blissful expression on his face when he rescued me from the rubble… Master.

"Hmm?" Ye Shou's voice was somewhat muffled. He only responded with a sound but did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.

“At first, I just wanted revenge, but the doctor told me that while cyborgs are hateful, there are many more dangerous creatures in this world, and if we don’t stop them, there will be more and more victims like me.”

so--"

Genos reached out, clenched his fist weakly, and tried to tighten it.

"For justice, I want to become stronger!"

"...It definitely will."

Ye Shou's smile was somewhat strange, but Genos naturally didn't notice: "The Doctor is really important to you."

"Of course, everything I do is based on his teachings."

"Okay, I see."

Ye Shou stood up: "Although you'll probably need some time to adjust, coincidentally, our school of thought also helps with the recovery process for patients—go to the dojo tomorrow and get ready, the hellish training is about to begin!"

He spoke as he walked towards the door.

“A wise man in my hometown once said that a true hero must have the courage to face the bleakness of life and the courage to confront the dripping blood.”

"...You have been reborn from blood, and I hope you can bravely face the rest of your life...whatever awaits you."

Are you talking about training?

"Of course, I have made ample preparations!"

"That's good."

The door opened, and a ray of light shone in, illuminating Ye Shou's slightly complicated smile. He then turned and stepped out of the room, and Genos's vision returned to darkness.

"...In the end, he's just a naive boy."

Ye Shou leaned against the wall, examining a uniquely shaped chip in his hand under the light. He hesitated for a moment, then finally put it into his private space.

"At least not now."

It's not out of sympathy, it's just that I've already received payment, so there's no need to put in any more effort. Some things are better left to the parties involved to handle themselves.

【Ding! 】

[Destiny Coins +10 (Genos)]

……

"Lord Kuse, this is the place we've been looking for. What do you think?"

"not bad."

In front of a building that looked somewhat poorly maintained, Eyelashes was explaining the situation to Ye Shou.

"You requested a place with many strange sightings, a place where you can fight monsters and level up... I don't quite understand, but this place definitely meets the requirements, after all, it's almost becoming a no-man's land."

The only problems are with utilities like water, electricity, and gas. The power company doesn't come here for maintenance at all; the basic utilities are practically paralyzed. You could hire someone to install the lines, but that would be more expensive.

"No problem, this place is just fine."

Ye Shou didn't care about whether it was a new or old spot, as long as it was a monster-farming spot where he could accumulate experience points for his affixes.

Fortunately, Z City fits the requirements perfectly, especially the uninhabited area. Moreover, it is very close to Saitama's house and Bang's dojo, making it convenient to do whatever you want.

When Mumen Rider and Genos return in the future, along with Baldy and the Fubuki Group, we can form a Brotherhood of Heroes, using this building as our central base.

"It will be very useful in the future, so don't be stingy with the money."

"Okay, then please leave the eyelash treatment entirely to me!"

This B-rank hero, who was like an office worker, was initially quite wary of Ye Shou, fearing that he would take over and dominate the Fubuki Group. But now, he has naturally begun to serve Ye Shou.

Moreover, the fact that he can now easily manage tens of millions of dollars has given him a great deal of confidence and satisfaction... and he has become increasingly respectful of Ye Shou.

"Then I'll contact the power company now."

-

"Excuse me, sir, could you tell me how to get to seat XX, number XX? Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Saitama, who had just returned from grocery shopping, was all smiles and answered the uncles' questions very enthusiastically.

Looking at the spoils in his shopping basket, they were much more abundant than before, even including meat that wasn't on sale—a real luxury for Saitama.

This was largely thanks to Ye Shou. Saitama didn't receive a salary directly from him, but instead occasionally received small rewards during his daily training.

Although it sounds unbelievable, he really did find gold in the mountains!

And then there was that waterfall and stream. Bang and the others had been staying in the back mountain of the dojo for who knows how long without finding anything. But then, just as Saitama and Ye Shou were sparring, a stream of water gushed out, carrying with it some golden sand, making them feel as if they were in a dream...

The quantity isn't large; they're just small particles that were washed out, but collecting them and exchanging them can alleviate Saitama's situation considerably.

And this has happened more than once!

It's like a fairy tale... Saitama realized that he doesn't usually have this kind of luck, not even when he's with Bang and the others, only when he's with Ye Shou can he trigger such a peculiar event.

So he was very keen on being with Ye Shou, like a little penguin following its mother around excitedly.

He has absolutely no worries about making a living, and this is the happiest time of his life!

Saitama was about to go home when he noticed that these middle-aged men were all wearing work pants, and he rarely saw them, so he asked curiously, "What are you doing? Fixing something?"

"Oh, it's nothing. The company suddenly assigned us a task to inspect some residential areas, take inventory of the rooms, and see if they still have any value."

It seems some sucker bought an abandoned building, and the people living there are just waiting for the next sucker to come along...

I'm going to check out all the places in this area later... By the way, did you just come back from grocery shopping? Do you live here?

"That's strange, the company form says no one lives here."

"...passing by."

Saitama suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Chapter 327: Why are there so many speed bumps!

Today, the Ryusui Satsuki Ken Dojo welcomed a rather special guest. He was half-bald, like a down-on-his-luck samurai, with a very old-fashioned long beard. Because his eyebrows drooped downwards, he always looked miserable.

He was about the same age as Bang, but looked younger and had a straighter back. He was serious and unsmiling as he walked, his gaze casually sweeping over the flowers and plants on the mountain path. He looked like an old man who liked the old days. However, when Chalan, the "top disciple" of the dojo, saw him, she immediately threw away the broom in her hand, stood up straight, and then bent down at a ninety-degree angle.

"Master Bumper!"

Chalanzi held this person in high esteem: "What brings you here today? Ah, Master is inside."

"It was your teacher who invited me here."

The old man named Bump handed the gift to Chalanzi: "He doesn't usually come to me on his own initiative, so I naturally had to see what was going on—hmm? You got a haircut?"

"It was blown by the wind."

Still sporting her straight hair, and having gradually accepted reality, Chalanzi accepted the gift, glanced inside, and smiled: "You're too kind, bringing such high-class crabs."

"It's frozen, so put it in the freezer before the ice packs melt."

After finishing his sentence, Bump stroked his beard and looked Chalanzi up and down: "I feel like... you've gotten a lot stronger."