Great, we're doomed now!

The hungry wolf thought that was probably "disappointment".

King was disappointed that he had to deliver such a powerful blow to stop him...

Of course, he wouldn't doubt that KING missed—for an energy attack of this level, it would be utterly ridiculous to say that the caster couldn't even perform the most basic and subtle maneuvers!

King slowly raised his face, his gaze falling on Garou. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but Garou didn't hear him at all.

As the clouds slowly began to dissipate in the breeze, he simply sighed softly.

The sigh was very soft, but to the hungry wolf, it was more deafening than the Emperor Engine from before!

So that's how it is... KING wasn't unable to hit him, but rather that the energy blast was just a warning.

It's to tell the hungry wolf: The gap between you and me is so vast that even if I close my eyes and casually wave my hand, I can make you see this chasm without hurting you in the slightest!

Snapped!

The wolf's knee slammed into the ground for the second time.

It's not kneeling in worship, it's that I can't hold on any longer...

His hands braced against the rough asphalt, tears streaming down his face, as if he were quite unwilling to accept defeat.

But he never accepted his fate!

There will be a chance sooner or later; we must surpass them...

When King saw his tears, he panicked: Why is he crying?

Did I hurt him just now?

He quickly crouched down, wanting to check on the hungry wolf, but pulled his hand back as soon as he reached out.

He recalled what the unlicensed knight had said earlier—this guy was the thug who attacked the Fubuki Group's base; if he recklessly went up to him like this, what if…

But seeing the wolf's appearance, he couldn't bear to do it.

"Purgatory Musou Wave Cannon... What kind of move is that?" Garou muttered in bewilderment.

KING scratched his head, hesitated for a while, and finally seemed to have made up his mind: "If you want to learn... I can teach you."

This time he really could teach, because the trick was simply "bigger is better, bricks fly"~

"what?"

The hungry wolf suddenly raised his head, looked at KING in disbelief, and then his eyes filled with tears!

He simply lowered his head slowly and solemnly, a gesture of the highest respect a martial artist could offer to an opponent he could not defeat.

"I lost!"

King looked at him helplessly, completely unsure of what to do.

The unlicensed rider stood on the street corner watching this scene, remaining silent for a long time.

He originally intended to go forward and handcuff the hungry wolf, but looking at the man kneeling on the ground and then at King's "tolerant" expression, he suddenly felt that perhaps he didn't need to do anything.

As expected of the "strongest man on earth"~

The name of the strongest is engraved below the Kuze Detective Agency!

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"What does that count for?"

Upstairs, where the name of the strongest was engraved, Fubuki and Ye Shou stood side by side by the window, exchanging glances with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

What did they just see? Were those three people performing some kind of comedy?

"Eyelashes was knocked unconscious by that guy called Hungry Wolf. I was originally planning to teach him a lesson."

Fubuki pursed her lips, looked down at the silver-haired man whose hairstyle had changed from "double horns" to "rocket head," and inexplicably felt a sense of pity.

If we were to lay a hand on them, it would be like abusing someone with intellectual disabilities...

"Hungry Wolf isn't a bad guy overall."

Ye Shou was also speechless. He had thought about how to deal with the hungry wolf, but he never expected things to develop like this.

"But his beliefs aren't so easily changed. Right now, he's just intimidated by KING's 'Infernal Wave Cannon.' Once he further improves his strength, he'll still develop a dislike for the Hero Association's system... Of course, that's none of my business."

"We must teach him a lesson, otherwise his eyelashes will be wronged."

As the leader of the organization, Fubuki cannot let Garou off the hook just because he joined King's faction. She must settle the score before they can be even.

“That’s natural.” Ye Shou didn’t object. “But don’t underestimate him. Hungry Wolf is quite strong, and his potential… can only be described as astonishing.”

Potential is potential, but in the original story, it was through free growth and consuming several experience packs that one could achieve godlike strength.

But this place is shrouded in KING's domineering aura... who knows what Garou might become!

【Ding! 】

[Destiny Coins +10 (Garou)]

Hearing the familiar clinking sound of gold coins, Ye Shou curled his lips. Although he hadn't done anything... he was certain that once he joined KING's ranks, his fate would never be able to get back on track!

So, is it that Hungry Wolf's "villainous" fate is tougher, or that King's "strong luck" is more powerful? Ye Shou is really curious!

Volume 11: To the Day of Destiny: Chapter 497: I Eat My Ultra Explosive Fist! (Bonus Chapter 4.5K)

Regardless of how Garou fought Fubuki and was utterly crushed by her stats, the world of One-Punch Man is much more peaceful than before. Apart from the giant thunder that has been existing underground in Z City for a long time, the frequency of Dragon-level monsters appearing has obviously decreased a lot.

Although the statistical period was short and the data was not authoritative, Ye Shou had a strong feeling that after excluding the influence of "gods", the strange power that twisted the monsters was greatly reduced, which caused their decline in both quantity and quality.

This is certainly a good thing, and Ye Shou is happy to see it happen, so he hasn't gone on any missions these days and has been focusing his energy on helping Longjuan "grow taller".

Repeatedly reshaping the body and soul was a rather painful process, but Tornado never complained, which made Ye Shou look at her with new respect.

However, judging from the current trajectory, once she achieves her wish, she will immediately challenge Ye Shou...

But compared to the battle with Tornado, Ye Shou is more looking forward to someone else—

"The sale area is practically empty today, that's great!"

When Saitama opened the door, it was already completely dark. He took off his dusty yellow bodysuit and tossed it into the laundry basket. Then he poured out his spoils of the day from a plastic bag—two enormous tentacles that looked like they had been cut off from some kind of octopus monster.

With the support of both the association and the firm, his living conditions are much better than before, but perhaps due to his frugality, he still heads straight for the daily sale section.

Being thrifty and managing a household well is a virtue!

As soon as he entered, he found Ye Shouzheng sitting in his living room. When he saw Saitama, he casually waved and greeted him. Saitama did not show any surprise, just said "Oh", then put his tentacles on the cutting board and took out half a green onion and a piece of old tofu from the refrigerator.

"Eating octopus hot pot?"

“It’s getting cold, this is perfect.” Ye Shou shook the beer can in his hand. “I brought a lot of these, and some pork belly too. Let’s get the electric grill out.”

Saitama's eyes lit up, and he began to process the octopus tentacles with great interest.

Ye Shou didn't mind these strange ingredients. When he first entered the realm of the extraordinary, he ate a lot of strange ingredients in order to adapt his body to increasingly intense battles.

From the monsters in the underground labyrinth to the essence extracted from the flesh and blood of monsters... otherwise, it wouldn't be able to keep up with the main world that updates so frequently and insanely.

Although he can now transform into a life form of light, he has never neglected his physical training.

Arrange the sliced ​​meat on a plate, along with a few greens and a handful of enoki mushrooms. The kelp broth in the pot is already bubbling away, with wisps of white steam rising gently under the warm yellow light.

The two sat down around the low table. Saitama preferred the way sukiyaki was eaten. He first picked up a slice of beef and put it into the pot, watching it change color in the soup. Then he took it out, dipped it in raw egg, and put it in his mouth, squinting his eyes and enjoying it very much.

Ye Shou has never been able to accept raw food since his previous life, and this hasn't changed even after living in Japan for so long in this life, so he avoids this kind of eating.

The two chatted casually over beer, talking about trivial things, such as the strange person they had encountered that day, the special offers at the nearby supermarket, and how the neighbor's cat had run onto Saitama's balcony again.

You can tell that Baldy is living a good life. Although he lives alone, he is not lonely. He just has few hobbies. At most, he plays games with King. If he were to socialize with other people, he might be considered boring.

Both of them clearly possessed the power to move mountains and fill seas in the literal sense, but the atmosphere at this moment was as relaxed as two middle-aged office workers having a drink after get off work, nothing special.

"By the way, about the hair," Ye Shou suddenly spoke up, "Are you still insisting?"

Saitama touched his bald head and gave a wry smile: "I'm not training anymore, I've given up."

"Ok?"

"No matter how much I practice, I can't grow any bigger." He paused, then added, "Maybe it's because I'm getting older."

Ye Shou comforted him, "Not necessarily. It's mostly psychological. Sometimes the more you try to make it grow, the less it grows... Relax, it might just sprout on its own one day."

"You don't need to comfort me."

Saitama shrugged and poured himself another beer.

"Honestly, sometimes I'm quite envious of you."

Ye Shou raised an eyebrow: "What do you envy about me?"

"I always feel that you are always planned, purposeful, and proactive... You've never been lost, and you still manage to gather so much support. It's simply a perfect life!"

Ye Shou didn't feign modesty or say "not at all." After listening, he nodded seriously: "Indeed, from this perspective, my past twenty years have been quite smooth."

"But you still seem somewhat dissatisfied?"

"Because I cherish my life now." Ye Shou picked up a piece of meat and slowly dipped it in the pot, but his gaze went beyond the square table and into the distant void.

"Therefore, no external force is allowed to destroy it!"

"Hmm~"

Saitama understood the weight of the message and grew increasingly envious of Ye Shou.

Once upon a time, he was also full of passion, otherwise he wouldn't have become a hero, but now... it's not easy for him to express his true thoughts, which is quite different from the straightforward and outspoken Ye Shou.

After all, his greatest fantasy was to shout loudly in front of a host of powerful enemies, "I will protect the Earth!"

But first of all, there are no "strong enemies" for him.

Secondly, he would feel ashamed of saying that when he is sober...

The two drank a few more glasses and chatted about random things. The TV was still showing a boring variety show, with canned laughter every few seconds, but few people in the audience reacted... Before they knew it, all the ingredients on the table had been swept away, and only a thin layer of soup remained in the pot.

Ye Shou poured the last bit of beer into his glass, while Saitama leaned against the wall and let out a small burp.

There was a moment of silence in the room, then someone spoke first—

"Almost?"

"Well, it's almost there."

The two stood up at the same time: "Come on!"