We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

He has a very sharp sense, but unfortunately being able to jump three meters without a running start is not a physical quality that a human should have. From this point of view, Yata really has some outstanding talents.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Krieg leaned against the makeshift isolation board. Asura Rhinoceros Beetles don't wear clothes, but Krieg thought it looked weird, so he put on a pair of solid-color trousers, which made his look even weirder.

Even though Krieg looked like someone who was not to be trifled with, his brutal fighting methods earned him some respect, but curiosity was not so easily suppressed. Krieg didn't care about the gazes, but for Yata, the attention of everyone was like hell. Even though he knew that these eyes were not looking at him, Yata's nerves were about to burn out.

"No, Mr. Krieger," Yata denied. As if that wasn't enough to express his meaning, he emphasized it again, "Nothing."

Krieg nodded, and Yata quickly disappeared from his sight. Inside the Hero Association headquarters, several people from the offices gathered to watch the live broadcast. The surveillance inside the testing venue was public, and Genos had been watching every frame of Krieg's appearance. After noticing Yata's departure, he made a face.

"Kinos, why are you making faces again? What did you see this time?" A very beautiful woman tried to strike up a conversation. Kinos currently showed the potential for rapid promotion. He was funny, smart, and good-looking, so it was no wonder that the opposite sex who were unaware of the truth were attracted to him.

"Just some interesting pictures." Kinos's face was full of brightness. He inherited Dr. Kinos's mentality and looked down on any old humans, but judging from his expression alone, the friendliness he displayed was natural and perfect.

"Tell us about it, we love to listen to it," colleagues cheered. They knew that Kinos would become a big shot sooner or later, so if they didn't curry favor with him now, when would they?

"Okay, okay," Kinos made a helpless expression, and just this was enough to make people around him laugh.

Stupid monkey, Kinos was disdainful in his heart, but the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Well, Saitama and I are from the same batch. Krieger just walked to the edge of the testing ground, took a casual look, and found the conspicuous bald head.

"Excuse me," the crowd was so crowded that Krieg had to push several people aside.

"What are you pushing for, kid?" Not all people who were pushed away by Krieg had good tempers. There was a contestant who was wearing swimming trunks and a swimming cap, which were meaningless clothes. He turned around impatiently, and his right hand was already reaching out to the shell of the person in front of him.

Carapace?!

The man in the swimsuit raised his head, and Krieg lowered his head at the same time. The curious look in his head made the man in the swimsuit stunned for a moment. His height, which he was proud of, only reached the other man's abdominal muscles.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, I don't have any. Please go first!" The man in swimsuit made a gesture of invitation and then ran to the end of the team. People around him stared at him as if he were a warrior. They thought that the man in swimsuit would be torn to pieces and eaten by the rhinoceros beetle.

Is this guy really that scary? Krieg was helpless. While the Faceless Fangs allowed him to change his appearance, his unusual physique was no match. A three-meter-tall human and a three-meter-tall rhinoceros beetle were about the same size, not to mention the rhinoceros beetle's short legs and large torso. Krieg had experimented with it, and the sight of it nearly made him vomit. Compared to that appearance, the rhinoceros beetle at least possessed a rugged beauty.

By the way, does the conversation just now sound familiar?

Krieg had a sense of déjà vu, but the joy of seeing Saitama immediately made him forget about it. So he walked behind Saitama, grabbed an innocent person's hand and pressed it on Saitama's shoulder, "Hey, brother Ludan, long time no see."

Saitama turned his head with a look of regret, "Who are you calling a boiled egg? Do you have any manners?"

Krieg let go of the scapegoat. He thought Saitama would shake the old man away, but he did nothing. The scapegoat ran away immediately. At the end of the team, the swimsuit man and the scapegoat looked at each other, feeling infinite grievances in their hearts. Their sadness became a bridge connecting them, and the two suddenly felt that each other looked a little cute.

"Hmm," Saitama narrowed his eyes, then suddenly realized, "It's you, you who used fake shampoo, do you know that your shampoo has ruined my bathroom!"

Everyone around took a step back.

"Why do you make me sound like the bomb demon?" Krieg wanted to put his hand on Saitama's head, but Saitama turned sideways and his plan failed.

What a shame! I was wondering what Saitama's scalp felt like. Krieg, completely unaware of the strangeness of his own thoughts, curled his lips and said, "Your house? Don't you live in an uninhabited area of ​​Z City? If your house breaks down, why don't you just move in next door? It's not a big deal. Besides, you owe me so much money, enough to buy thousands of bathrooms."

No Man's Land in City Z?!

Now even the people in front of Saitama retreated in fear, and Saitama and Krieg suddenly became the leaders of the team.

"And," Krieg continued, "Is that shampoo really useless? Just tell me whether you have grown hair or not."

"Is that thing that grows out considered hair?! Hey, they're all gone," Saitama blinked, and he cunningly didn't mention the money.

"Apparently, because of your address, the uninhabited area of ​​City Z is a notorious ghost town. Whether it's a monster or a human, once they enter, they will just disappear."

"When was this setting created? Why is my home a ghost town?" Because of his impression, Saitama couldn't help but get excited just by seeing Krieg.

"Ah, if they're all behind, then I'll be the next one to be tested."

Your mind is really moving! You are indeed the one!

PS: The Deep Sea King in the official book is only Demon-class. I always thought he was Dragon-class. Thinking about it carefully, the three S-class who fought against him were all incompatible. If it was any other S-class, Saitama probably wouldn't have been needed.

So this is why the unlicensed knight was not killed?

Take a day off

My girlfriend came to see me. It was already midnight after we watched a movie and had dinner. Considering Kevin's situation and tomorrow's work, I would like to take a day off.

I'll sort out the plot a bit and take this time to take a day off. The recent results are not very good. The subscriptions have not met expectations and other data are also average. Maybe it's time to make some changes.

that's all.

Chapter 157 Saitama was suppressed

Saitama is just an ordinary employee. On his way home one day, he met a crab monster and defeated it, and saved a child with a "butt chin". Since then, he has regained his childhood dream: to be a hero out of interest. After three years of hard training and experience, he broke through his own limiters and gained the strongest power.

Or perhaps he's a hero driven by interest. While he might mention fame and fortune, he's essentially completely unconcerned. His attitude is, "I'm a hero because I want to be one. Whether you support me or not, whether you acknowledge me or not, doesn't matter to me." Anyway, I did what a hero should do, so I consider myself a hero, and that's who I am.

He is a pure man, a noble man, a man who is above vulgarity, and a man who struggles with the danger of losing his humanity.

Krieg realized a problem. Saitama's spirit was gradually deviating from human thinking and moving towards a higher divinity. He only had the strength of a hero. If it weren't for King's typical heroic appearance and reputation, and his unparalleled gaming skills that had always held on to Saitama's humanity, Saitama would have long been considered non-human.

Maybe I can find an anchor point to temporarily stabilize my mental state, at least to prevent it from getting worse until I find a solution to the problem.

"Can't you line up?" a staff member hurried over. Before he could finish his next sentence, the contestants hiding behind the two men began to ask them to go first. The staff member looked at Saitama and Krieg suspiciously. The bald guy had a well-defined figure, but he was actually scratching his butt! As for the other one, he was probably the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle that was circulating online. I heard that he always ended the battle with a violent attack. How did these two get together? The bald guy looked like he was being bullied.

The staff member glanced at Krieg without leaving a trace, for fear of attracting his attention. The bald man noticed this detail, but he just looked back and forth at the two of them with a puzzled look.

"Hey," the staff member lowered his voice, "That Asura Rhinoceros Beetle isn't threatening you, is he? I heard he has a bad temper. If you feel threatened, tell me and I'll help you notify others."

Krieg curled his lips helplessly. It wasn't his wish for the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle to grow like this. The phenomenon of judging people by appearances is too serious here. Krieg looked at the contestants around him, all wearing various strange outfits. Their amazing appearances made Krieg feel ashamed. "Aside from my height growing to three meters, there's nothing special about this body."

"Threat," Saitama was confused for a moment, then realized what the staff meant, "What threat? Do you think I'm weak?!"

Yes, that’s what I thought. The staff member’s expression accurately conveyed his distrust.

"I'm Saitama, I'm a hero for fun, and I'm very strong!"

Saitama didn't know why, but nothing good would happen if he saw Krieg appear. But after all, I am a hero, and I can't bother with such an ordinary person.

All right, all right. The staff hadn't expected this contestant to be such a chuunibyou. It was a shame he'd risked his life to help. "Since you insist, then you and Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle will take the same test. However, two people are too few for this project. Hey," the staff member said, looking at the contestants huddled together in the back. "Three more of you."

It felt so dangerous. The other contestants looked at each other. No one wanted to be in the same group with Krieg, who was more like a weirdo, so they started to shirk the responsibility among themselves.

"I think this uncle is very powerful." The smartest person has already started killing. He doesn't need to run faster than everyone else. He just needs to push a few people down to feed the crocodiles.

"No, no, this is the age of the young. People like me, who have been left behind by the times, shouldn't hinder their progress. I think the young man blowing bubble gum on my left is quite good. He's still in the mood to chew during an exam like this. He must be very strong."

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle, don't drag me into this. Can't I just chew some bubble gum?"

"Hurry up and make a decision, these two contestants are already waiting here." The Professional Hero Assessment Test had been held for 54 times before. Considering that this test was held at least three years ago, the high density had made the staff accustomed to such anomalies. Seeing that the contestants still had not selected the victim for this round after urging them, he simply turned to Krieg for help.

"Mr. Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle, do you have anyone you would like to test with?"

This was a tried and tested trick used by the staff; they would find someone to deal with whatever they were afraid of. Krieg readily accepted this free proposal, so he reached out and pulled out the three people who had talked the most just now, while the others who had remained silent were pleased to see it.

"Wait, we don't want to"

Krieg simply glared at them, and the rejection was automatically lodged in their minds. The uncle and the contestant chewing bubble gum glared at the one pretending to be the smartest. The two of them had already understood each other's intentions, and they were determined to beat him up after the test was over.

"First, jump sideways for sixty seconds continuously!" The staff will not care about these trivial matters. His task is to ensure the normal progress of the test. As for possible conflicts, the cameras and security personnel everywhere are not for decoration. Even the stupidest people will not take action here.

"Ready!" The staff raised their hands. Krieg had been paying attention to Saitama's movements. The invincible man squatted down, and his originally scattered gaze became focused. Krieg could see every bulging vein on Saitama's body. "Go!"

Saitama's eyes seemed to disappear. He exerted force with his left foot first, and the force was so great that it directly stomped a small hole in the concrete floor. Before the flying dust settled, he exerted force with his other foot, and both feet took turns trampling the ground, moving quickly while tearing the floor. Even someone with extraordinary eyesight like Krieg only needed intuition to capture Saitama's real body. The eyes of others were all occupied by phantoms.

"That's amazing!" "Such a terrifying pace, I didn't know there was such technology in the world!" Exclamations came from the crowd. They could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts. If it was just a little bit faster, these people would still have the idea of ​​comparison, but if they could no longer see the shadow of their competitors, then all they could do was admire.

The three people in the same group as Krieg and Saitama have stopped. The contestant who was chewing bubble gum was so dazed that the bubble gum even slipped out of his mouth. What else can he do? He might as well surrender!

Well, these people still know what they are talking about. Saitama was somewhat satisfied. Ever since his head problem recurred, he began to care about other people's opinions. What made him even more concerned was that there were so many strange people here, but there were only a few bald ones. The few bald ones seemed to have chosen it by themselves, rather than being forced.

Why!

"I didn't expect this guy, despite not looking that good, to be so agile. I wonder how much hard work it must have taken to train this body to this level. It turns out that every famous hero is not a slacker. Disciple, you must learn from him in the future."

"Good Master."

This is a conversation between a master and a disciple. What's wrong with my body?

For Saitama, this high-speed movement was not considered long-term momentum at all, so he had plenty of time to lower his head and observe his body in confusion.

Is there something wrong with my body?

Just as Saitama was lost in thought, he caught a glimpse to the side. The giant rhinoceros beetle he'd encountered at the House of Evolution was moving at the same speed as him. Unlike his flying sand and rocks, the black-hearted rhinoceros beetle claiming to be Krieg was nimble and agile, leaving not a single scratch on the ground. How on earth did that mountain-sized rhinoceros beetle do that?!

Saitama instantly understood who the people around him were exclaiming at. No matter how much he worked, the sheer size of the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle would overshadow his brightest moments. Even if he was faster, what difference would it make? These people would only notice him.

Saitama's fighting spirit suddenly ignited, his competitive spirit aroused. Since it was the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle that attracted these people's attention, if one was faster than the other, then two would be faster! There are still thirty seconds left, I have enough time!

Krieg kept watching Saitama's movements. As the protagonist of this world, what if there was some trick to his steps? Even if Saitama just jumped by brute force, it didn't matter. Saitama was a man who could jump back to Earth from the moon. Secretly imitating his steps was a way to adapt in advance. Sooner or later, I want to become like him!

Anyway, Saitama didn't dance seriously, and I also had the Beach Boys to assist me in my exercises, so any little I could learn would be the best!

Krieg was imitating enthusiastically when Saitama's pace suddenly quickened. What appeared on his retina was really an illusion. Saitama's speed had increased to an unrecognizable speed. Krieg could only see something moving at high speed in the middle, but he couldn't even see Saitama's appearance clearly. He could only vaguely see Saitama still inside in the flying smoke and dust.

Is this the strength of the bald devil?!

Seeing something in a comic is different from experiencing it in person. Krieg seized this rare opportunity and jumped faster. As his movements gradually became faster, he also found pleasure in this wild action.

"Mr. Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle, please stop. You have already broken the record. This venue will be reused. Please do not move anymore." The worker hurriedly stopped Krieg's actions. This venue still had to be used to test other people. If it was completely destroyed by Krieg, the higher-ups would not bother the professional heroes, and then they would be the ones in trouble.

"Sorry," Krieg quickly stopped. His actions did indeed blow up a lot of dust and gravel, but when he stopped, the people around him actually applauded him.

“That’s amazing,” “Yeah, yeah, that’s amazing!”

Krieg laughed dryly twice, and the people around him started to jeer even more. At this moment, Krieg suddenly realized that it was Saitama who really destroyed the venue. Did he steal his limelight in front of him?

"Saitama-san, it was your actions that raised the dust, this honor..."

"I didn't!" Saitama answered firmly. He raised his head, refusing to look down at the gravel beneath his feet. "It was all your actions. It was your behavior that attracted these people's admiration." Thinking of the high compensation he would face, Saitama felt that the most important thing now was to hide himself. "You are awesome!"

""

Krieg saw Saitama standing between two small pits with a determined look on his face and immediately understood what he meant. It seemed that the dust had obscured us when it rose, which had led to the staff's misjudgment. He had never expected to be praised by Saitama in such a situation, so he decided to take the blame himself. As long as Saitama had a good impression of me, this world would be safe for me.

If I really encounter danger, the worst that can happen is that I hide. Anyway, those monsters stronger than Asura Rhinoceros Beetle should not attack him, and as for the heroes, it is even more impossible.

"I'll be more careful next time," Krieger assured Saitama, then formally apologized to the staff.

"It's okay, it's okay, this level of damage is still within the permitted range," the staff member was a little flattered. It was good enough that the heroes would pay attention to him in the past, and the heroes who were willing to say a word to him often had gloomy faces. It was simply a fantasy to ask a hero who was obviously going to become an A-level hero to apologize to him.

I didn't expect that Mr. Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle, who looked very ferocious, turned out to be a good person. In the minds of the staff, Krieg's image was elevated all of a sudden.

[I have a positive attitude, do not discriminate against ordinary people, I am relatively humble, and have the potential to be a hero promotion figure]

The staff responsible for secretly observing Krieg's movement patterns quickly made a few notes, because Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle was already a designated A-level hero. Compared to his strength, the Hero Association wanted to know who they were going to recruit.

Now it seems that there is no problem with the joining of this hero.

Call ~

Seeing that Krieg helped him draw fire, Saitama quickly left his position. It would be too miserable to be caught destroying public property.

"Saitama-san, your next event is also the 1500-meter run, right? Why don't we go together?" Amidst everyone's praise or awe-inspiring gazes, Krieg walked up to Saitama and extended an invitation to him.

"No, you've completely overshadowed me!"

"So what about the debt?"

"Please let me come with you."

ps: I will be playing for a day tomorrow, so the update will be very late, and I will post the update on Sunday.

Chapter 158 You are a good person

During this period, Saitama's life was very boring.

King has not yet joined his life, and the other members of the hot pot group have not appeared. Only Genos can talk to him. It is not so much that Genos's perseverance touched Saitama, but rather that he himself was half-hearted. After all, living alone in an uninhabited area will cause mental deviation.

Up to this point, Genos was the only one Saitama acknowledged as his disciple, so Saitama held no negative feelings towards Krieg. Even though he constantly threatened him with debt, it was only considered an acquaintance. After all, Krieg's abilities were too weak, and his potential was completely unrealized. However, for the somewhat withdrawn Saitama, having someone he could talk to was enough.

It would be great if I were more popular.

Saitama felt somewhat relieved. The people around him more or less had friends or companions he had met temporarily, but the only person he knew, Genos, was taking an independent exam, so it was indeed a bit awkward for him to be here alone.

"Saitama-san, why is your smile so evil?" Krieg was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"The next item is weightlifting, Mr. Krieger, please come here," the staff in charge of weightlifting ran to the two people. As for why Krieger knew this, it was mainly due to his strong observation and reasoning ability, and of course part of it was because of his work badge.

The staff member completely ignored Saitama's presence and looked directly at Krieger. "Do you need any help? Like water or energy?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey," Saitama spoke before Krieg could say anything, "Why don't you ask me and just ask him!"

"And what were you going to say just now? You were going to say disgusting, right?!"

"Don't open your eyes so wide. I don't know what's going on. And I didn't say anything. How can you be so disgusted? Don't make up things in your mind," Krieger flatly denied.

"Hmm?" The staff member looked at the two of them, then seemed to suddenly realize something. "Is this contestant a friend of Mr. Krieger? That's great. You can take the next exam together. Of course, our service is for the two of you. So please prepare for the next exam. Follow me."

Of course the staff knew what to say, and these watertight words really calmed Saitama down.