Great, we're doomed now!

Especially those alien residents and space refugees who performed exceptionally well in this incident will naturally be truly accepted as part of this world, and no one will have any reason to exclude them anymore.

However, Ye Shou did none of these things.

He simply set out the plan and assigned it to his subordinates to complete, unlike before when he insisted on personally overseeing it. In fact, he hasn't even inquired about the progress these past few days, truly giving himself a long vacation!

This is easy to understand for ordinary people, but it is an unprecedented and bizarre thing for Ye Shou!

This man is practically the embodiment of capitalism on earth, ruthlessly exploiting everyone's surplus value, and he won't let you off the hook just because you're on good terms with him. Liuli formed a maid squad originally to provide Ye Shou with perks... and then everyone turned into workplace elites.

Under the influence of this ideology, the first victim was undoubtedly Ye Shou himself... The intensity of his work was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Yet this very person suddenly stopped caring about anything else, focusing solely on spending time with those around him, seemingly transforming into a playboy and indulging in carefree and joyful moments—

Something big is definitely about to happen!

Liuli understood this feeling very well... In the past, whenever Ye Shou was facing something he wasn't sure about, he would be extra gentle with others before doing it, as if he was trying his best to make up for it.

"I know you must have many worries that you can't tell others, and I won't pry, but there's only one thing I hope you can promise me..."

Then she reached out and wrapped her arms around Ye Shou's neck from behind: "Don't disappear."

The maid's voice was muffled, carrying an emotion that had been suppressed for a long time but finally overflowed.

"Please don't just disappear without a word... I beg you."

Her breath, seeping through the thin fabric, fell on Ye Shou's skin, carrying the maid's body temperature and a slight dampness.

“I don’t have as many wishes as they do,” she said in a low voice. “I only have this one, so…”

She didn't continue, but tightened her arms around him. Ye Shou remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising his hand and gently placing it on the back of her hands, which were clasped together in front of him.

"No, I will." Ye Shou said softly, "Your wish... I will definitely fulfill it."

-

Making arrangements for his/her death?

Ye Shou stood on the beach, looking at the surging waves, his eyes slightly cold.

He didn't have this idea, but his actions did suggest it... perhaps he was subconsciously worried about it.

Logically, he had made thorough preparations; TPC was even more powerful than in the original story, and the number of Giants of Light was enough to form a group. He should have been full of confidence.

However, based on information gathered from various sources, there are certain rules of balance in this world, and light and darkness influence each other. Since he has already altered the history of 30 million years ago, the final battle will definitely be different from the original story.

Am I scared?

Ye Shou looked down at his hands—

Grip it tightly!

"It's rare to have some time, so I'll go see some old acquaintances... After all, I'll be busy from now on."

Volume 11: To the Day of Destiny: Chapter 491: The Stranger Attacks (4K)

In the world of One-Punch Man, the streets of K City are in complete chaos.

People poured out of the commercial district's various exits, scattering like a herd of wildebeest startled into flight. They pushed, fell, and screamed, creating chaos. Some people lost their shoes but didn't bother to pick them up, fearing they would be trampled if they stopped.

The air was thick with the acrid smell of burning, mixed with a cloying, intoxicating perfume emanating from the woman standing in the middle of the intersection.

Her long golden hair reached her waist, and a bright red heart was painted on her forehead. Half of her face was covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of eyes with dark eyeshadow, which scanned the street as if sizing up prey.

To describe her outfit as "revealing" would be an understatement.

Several crisscrossing black leather straps barely covered the vital areas, leaving large sections of skin on the collarbone, ribs, and abdomen exposed to the air. Her right leg wore a ripped black high-heeled boot, the hole extending from the ankle to the knee, revealing the lines of her calf. Her left leg wore an over-the-knee black high-heeled leather boot, with a barbed leather strap around the top of the boot shaft, its silver studs gleaming in the sunlight.

...She looks like an S Queen who ran away from some forbidden place.

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Tsk tsk, if it were someone with a particular fetish, just one glance would be enough to make them want to kneel down and await the punishment~

Her nickname is "Nu S", which, as the name suggests, means she is an extremely sadistic queen!

Snapped!

Snapped!

With a loud whooshing sound, the whip lashed through the air in a graceful arc, striking a man who was trying to ambush her from the side. The man instantly stiffened as if electrocuted, his expression of terror transforming in a fraction of a second into a hollow submission.

The man, dressed in bizarre attire and looking like he was cosplaying as a butler, stopped, rolled his eyes, and obediently walked to Nu S's side, standing there like a puppet being manipulated by strings.

"Good boy~" Nu S's voice carried a lazy, condescending arrogance, "You pig...you guys, go and bring back a few more people!"

The man was also a C-class hero, but he couldn't resist the control of Do-S at all and turned to chase after the crowd. His movements were slightly stiff, and his rolled-back eyes and foolish smile made him look as bizarre as a monster.

Behind him were seven or eight others who behaved similarly. Several low-ranking heroes in combat suits had become Nu S's henchmen, including one A-rank hero who was ranked low, which was enough to prove how terrifying this exhibitionist queen was.

Anyone struck by Nu S's whip will become her slave. This kind of mental domination is a superpower that most heroes cannot be immune to.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The cracking of whips rose and fell, each crack signifying yet another person losing control of their own will.

Nu S stood in the middle of the street, like a shepherd taming a flock of sheep, and soon gathered a considerable number of puppets.

"Okay~ Okay~ More!"

The strange woman was quite satisfied, but her desires went even further—she had no interest in conquering the world, she simply enjoyed disciplining and training others.

In this world, there are all sorts of reasons for becoming a monster, and Do-S is a typical example of someone who indulged in a certain desire, causing his own traits to be amplified infinitely, ultimately becoming completely distorted and never able to return to his original state.

Even if such an eccentric knows the problem, he will not restrain his behavior... This is the dividing line between an "eccentric" and a "hero".

A burly man in a dark suit grabbed a man in the crowd, lifted him up by the collar, and left him with his toes off the ground. The man struggled to kick the air, his face flushed red, and he made muffled whimpering pleas for mercy.

The association tacitly allows heroes to spar in private, but absolutely forbids them from attacking ordinary people. However, the slaves who are being controlled at this moment obviously do not care about this.

"Oh, Lord S!"

The man in the suit was about to exert force—

Suddenly, he stopped.

Without any buffer, his movement was frozen in place, and then his five fingers were pulled apart one by one, irresistibly, as if something was spreading them apart from the inside.

The man being lifted was thrown to the ground. Ignoring the pain, he immediately scrambled backward, while the man in the dark suit was easily manipulated by an invisible force. His hands were mercilessly twisted behind his back, as if bound by invisible ropes.

His knees bent, his body sank, and finally he knelt on the ground in a completely harmless kneeling position, unable to move.

"Well!"

"what?"

"what!"

The same thing happened simultaneously in various parts of the street. The heroes who were being controlled by the crossbow with their eyes rolled back stopped moving one by one and were then pressed to the ground, unable to move without exception.

"This is?"

Nu S narrowed his eyes, a hint of seriousness flashing across them.

She didn't panic. She simply put the whip back in her hand, slowly twirled it a few times, and then scanned the surrounding streets for any sign of the enemy.

The ability to suppress everyone simultaneously means that the opponent's psychic power has a wide coverage area and high precision.

"Hiding your head and tail, daring to do it but not daring to show it?" Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the suddenly quiet street. "A great hero like a cockroach, only able to hide in a corner?"

"Hmph~ I've never hidden myself, it's just that there are too many blind fools."

Hearing the sound, Nu S looked up in surprise. Sunlight shone down from directly above, making her instinctively squint.

A figure slowly descends from the sky against the backlight, her long skirt billowing slightly in the airflow, revealing a section of smooth calves and ankles.

Nu S's first thought was "the trembling tornado"—the superpowered being who could easily lift an entire city off the ground.

But she quickly dismissed this assessment, since Tornado was known to be petite, while the person in front of her was much taller and fuller-figured.

Nu S's lips twitched slightly: "Hellfire? It came so fast."

Fubuki was dressed as usual, as elegant and graceful as a noblewoman... If she had only outstanding temperament but lacked substance before, now her strength was enough to support this composure.

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She landed about twenty meters in front of the crossbow, her telekinesis creating an invisible cushion of air beneath her feet, so that not a speck of dust touched her—though she wouldn't admit it, once her telekinesis was strong enough, she was actually mimicking a tornado, flying without letting her feet touch the ground.

"Knowing the existence of the Hero Association, you still dare to openly attack humans," Fubuki said with a hint of confidence. "I don't know whether to call you a monster courageous or foolish."

Nu S didn't answer immediately. She tilted her head and looked Fubuki up and down, as if she was calculating something.

"...A mere B-rank number one, no matter how strong he is, is not S-rank. It would be more appropriate for your sister to come!"

—Fubuki narrowed her eyes.

As soon as she finished speaking, Nu S flicked her wrist, and the whip sprang up from the ground like a live snake, lashing towards Fubuki's face with a sharp whooshing sound. The speed was incredibly fast, exceeding the speed of sound thanks to the combined power of her superpowers and her monster physique. An ordinary person couldn't even see the trajectory, but Fubuki didn't even flinch.

A pale blue halo emanated from her body, and her telekinesis condensed into an invisible shield in front of her. The whip struck it with a "crack" and was then bounced back without any suspense.

Is that all?

Fubuki glanced sideways at the heroes she had suppressed, including several of her subordinates, and couldn't help but sigh.

"To be defeated by a monster like you... what a useless subordinate!"

"Humph!"

Nu S's eyes sharpened. Just by looking at her, you could tell she had a strong personality. Naturally, she couldn't stand such provocation. The whip flew up and down in her hands, sometimes slashing down from above, sometimes sweeping from the side, and sometimes coiling around Fubuki's feet like a snake.

Fubuki remained standing with her arms crossed, only the blue light around her flashing continuously, perfectly blocking every whip strike. The power above was evenly dispersed and dissolved by the psychic layer, with not a single trace reaching Fubuki.

"If this is all you've got, then this boring fight can end now."

Nu S's lips twitched, and veins bulged on his temples: "Then let me let you taste the real thing—"

Before she could finish speaking, Fubuki raised one hand, her fingers spread as if she were grasping something in the air.

An invisible force instantly traversed a distance of twenty meters, enveloping Nu S entirely. The exhibitionist's body stiffened abruptly, as if she were being squeezed from both sides by a hydraulic press. Her hands and feet were forcibly joined together, and the whip slipped uncontrollably from her grasp, falling to the ground with a thud.

"You—" Nu S was as if he had been poured into cement and could not move. The resentful voice was squeezed out of his throat, with a suffocating feeling as if his neck was being choked.

"Impossible! It's not what the intelligence said!"

"intelligence?"

It seems to be an organized group, not some random wild weirdo.

"Although I don't know where you got this information from, it's probably outdated. I... am not the same anymore!"