We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

"Here, here, aren't you going to see your apprentice? He's awake now, do you want to take a look?"

"Hmm?" A voice came from far away. Genos tried to open his eyes as wide as possible, but the Saitama he saw was wearing a brand new set of clothes and holding something in his hand. Was that a controller?

Genos turned his gaze back to Krieg. He hadn't noticed that the rhinoceros beetle was dressed neatly, as if it had just attended a party.

Do rhinoceros beetles need to wear clothes?

Genos was recalling, but he really didn't notice whether the original Krieg was wearing clothes or not?

"Genos, you're awake. How do you feel?" Saitama's caring words brought Genos back to consciousness. He could only nod, both to reassure Teacher Saitama and to show his weakness.

"Really?" Saitama scratched his head. "It seems like you're in pretty good shape."

Even a thick-skinned man like Genos was speechless. His condition didn't seem to be good at all.

What made him even more helpless was Saitama's next words, "Since Genos is fine, let's continue fighting. I won't lose this time!" Saitama waved the handle, and Genos understood on the spot what the so-called battle meant. Even though he had known Saitama's character for a long time, Genos still found it difficult to accept it.

"Okay," Krieg responded to Saitama calmly, "I'll only use two fingers this time."

"Are you looking down on me?"

Several blood vessels were clearly visible on Saitama's forehead, and then increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. "No, it's meant to be played with two thumbs. You let me have that!"

Krieg narrowed his eyes until Saitama was defeated by his gaze. "In terms of intelligence, I give you up," Krieg said in an affirmative tone.

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"Come on, let's fight again and see how I kill you this time!" Saitama was obviously a little out of control and sat back in front of the TV angrily.

Krieg shrugged, then gave Genos a look of pity, which made Genos furious.

Ten minutes later, Saitama sat alone in the corner of the sofa, clutching his controller. He'd lost again, even though Krieger had started playing with his feet. Krieger, still unsatisfied, was slaughtering the computer AI. If Saitama hadn't surrendered too soon, Krieger could have closed his eyes and leaned against the backboard to finish him off.

Saitama always follows up his light punches with heavy kicks. Hasn't he ever noticed his habit?

Even the computer is better than you. Krieg put down the handle, stretched, and glanced at Saitama as if inadvertently, so Saitama fell into a deeper autism.

Just when Saitama was feeling depressed, the first wave of rescuers from the Hero Association finally arrived at the scene, but they did not find any of the guys they had fought with. The dust in the air and the chaotic magnetic field also made all technological means ineffective. The only thing they could see was a deep pit that was far beyond their imagination.

"What about the diameter?" Shi Chen, who was taking the blame, appeared at the scene again. Perhaps looking like Shi Chen was his biggest mistake.

"It's about two kilometers away and more than one kilometer deep." Yata, who was accompanying them, recorded the data here. Through the satellite specially made by Child Emperor, they could barely measure some unimportant data, which already showed how terrifying Child Emperor was.

"", Shichen swallowed a breath, "Yata, how do you think this was done?"

"According to the rescue workers' speculation, the center of the explosion was on the surface, and this deep pit was just one of the by-products. The compacted soil layer at the bottom of the pit also proves this point." Yata raised his head. The sky was full of dust that had not yet fallen. These fine things made Yata's nose very uncomfortable. Even with a mask, Yata sneezed several times in a row before he felt better.

"A by-product?" Shi Chen also raised his head. The originally blue sky turned gray, without even a cloud in it. It seemed that the explosion here had driven away the clouds in the sky.

How powerful is this? Did a dragon-level monster self-destruct here?

Everyone present was in a heavy mood. They were lucky this time that they were in the wilderness, but what should they do next time if they were in the city center? After thinking about it, Shi Chen came to a helpless conclusion. As long as the guy with this kind of power was not a mentally retarded person, he would achieve his purpose of destruction even if an S-class hero was dispatched.

"Minister, someone over there has discovered new information!" A staff member came running to report, "The missing unlicensed knight has been found!"

"What, is he okay?" Shi Chen was very excited. Compared to the danger, the safety of the unlicensed knight was equally important.

"He fell into a coma, but his life is not in danger. However, Minister, a dead monster was found next to the unconscious unlicensed knight!"

Could it be? !

Tokitoshi and Yata exchanged a glance. Could it be that the unlicensed knight had killed the weirdo here?!

Chapter 178 Fermentation

No, it doesn't look like it at all. Even if it is just for publicity, the Unlicensed Knight does not have the strength to match. It was difficult to cover up the lie in the Taoyuan Group incident last time. This time, pushing the Unlicensed Knight up again, the Hero Association does have a little conscience.

The two looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes. This news was not easy to fool.

Shi Chen felt that he had lost a few more hairs. Although he was still worried about his overly thick hair when he woke up in the morning, if he really had to get rid of his hair, he still didn't want to stare at a bald forehead like other guys, so he had to learn to hand the problem over to others.

"Yata, what do you think?"

How do I see...how do I know?

Yata had been dwelling on Krieg's words for a while now, feeling somewhat distracted, and now faced this daunting dilemma. He couldn't justify calling it an accident, and the explosion was so loud, in the middle of nowhere, that even an accident was hard to explain. In this situation, there was no hero who could blame the explosion.

Those S-class heroes don’t care about this kind of thing at all!

Yata suddenly felt disgusted with the Hero Association, but a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind. Unfortunately, it was fleeting, and no matter how hard Yata tried to recall, he could not find where the inspiration came from.

Shichen sighed. This was truly putting Yada in a difficult position. The Hero Association's work wasn't easy, he felt melancholy. Unfortunately, the work he was supposed to do wouldn't change based on personal will. If all else failed, he could just use the meteorite as a cover-up. After a few days, everyone here would forget what happened. There were so many monsters, even if an entire city was destroyed, the survivors would try to forget it. It was just a few hills; the public's memory wouldn't be that good. He could just endure the difficulties for a few days.

"What's the approximate level of that weirdo?" Shi Chen saw that Yata was frowning, so he didn't disturb him and started asking other people for information.

"It should be the lowest. The weirdo and the unlicensed knight were injured for the same reason, both due to the impact of the explosion. The unlicensed knight was just unconscious, while this weirdo died directly."

"I understand. I'll trouble you with the Unlicensed Knight's subsequent treatment. The Hero Association will cover all expenses."

"This is what we should do. Unlicensed riders will receive the best treatment from us."

Monsters, heroes? Explosions, explosions, blasts?

Yata suddenly realized what he was thinking, and he suddenly said, "It's Explosion."

"Ok?"

"It was Explosion who did it!" Yata concluded with certainty.

"No, Blast has been missing for a long time, so that excuse won't work."

"But only insiders know. The public only knows that Blast is missing," Yata said, the clues finally fitting together. "The battle was truly explosive, and his undeniable reckless style. If we say it's Blast's credit, no one would object. Blast is also the top S-rank, so this is the best choice!"

If Blast can make the Dragon-class Terrifying Tornado bow down, then he must at least have strength far beyond the Dragon-class. According to this idea, this inexplicable explosion can be completely put on Blast's head. While King is recognized as the "strongest human", the association still calls Blast the "strongest hero". The unknown identity of Blast is simply the perfect excuse.

"No, even so, what about the trembling Tornado? Hasn't she been waiting for Blast's return since she became a hero? If she knew what we did, the angry Tornado would be no better than the current situation, especially since the real culprit of the explosion has not been found. Maintaining stability is the most important thing at this time."

"We have the King. No matter what happens next, as long as we have the King, there won't be any problems!"

Shi Chen sighed, "Yeah, luckily we have King. If King is willing, Tornado will listen to his opinion. How should we talk about this kind of thing?"

"It's time for the minister to set an example!"

"....Why?"

No matter which world, anyone who looks like Shichen is the scapegoat, and important things need to be repeated several times.

"So, you're just going to stay with me like this?"

Krieg looked unhappy, and Saitama was lying on his sofa without leaving the screen for more than ten hours. By the way, Genos was cooking in the kitchen.

"Isn't it good to play games? Aren't we close friends?" Saitama looked aggrieved. "I still owe you money, right? I can just pay you back together when the time comes."

"Let's not talk about why you, a debtor, are so confident," Krieg said, narrowing his eyes. Saitama was a little uneasy when he saw him. "If I remember correctly, Genos mentioned a high apprenticeship fee. Where did all that money go?"

Saitama was speechless for a moment, and quickly rolled off the sofa. He drank half a bottle of water before he recovered. "You took all the money, how dare you say that!"

"No, no, no," Krieger shook his head. "You're only talking about one month's interest. You haven't paid back a single cent of the principal."

Damn black-hearted businessman, no wonder this guy is so rich, Saitama gritted his teeth, his mood swings have been unprecedentedly strong these days, his aloof (dead fish eyes) temperament has almost disappeared, all thanks to Krieg's verbal torture.

Genos was busy in the kitchen. With the help of sophisticated instruments, there was no dish he could not simulate. Krieg firmly rejected Saitama's suggestion to eat high-end hot pot every day, but instead allowed Genos to hone his cooking skills. Metal Knight did not come in the end. Genos insisted on not revealing his skills. In the end, it was Dr. Kusno who repaired him and added some newer weapons.

Perhaps Dr. Kusno and Metal Knight are old acquaintances?

Krieg speculated, and took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Genos from behind, and uploaded it to the [Genos-sama's only true love fan club], chose to pay to view it, and then within seconds, he was greeted with a screen full of message replies.

The fans are really crazy. Krieg doesn't lack this money, but he is still very happy to make some money from Genos.

"You took pictures again," Saitama leaned his face closer, his resentment had solidified into reality.

Ever since Krieg uploaded a photo of Saitama and Genos last time, a large number of fans expressed their dissatisfaction. They expressed their greetings in a friendly manner. Names such as "dead bald head" and "perverted bald head" began to circulate, and Saitama's mentality has been hit since then.

Chapter 179 A Little Green on the Head

"Please don't come near me. The reason you're able to live here is because of Genos's cooking, not you." Krieg closed his phone. His mental state has become calmer in the past few days, thanks to the presence of Saitama, a kind man. However, he won't tell Saitama about this. After all, if Saitama hadn't been staying here, he would have gone to learn martial arts from Silver Fang long ago.

Mentioning Saitama's role, Krieg suddenly thought of something. "Speaking of which, Saitama-san, this room is a temporary residence for A-class heroes. As an S-class hero, Genos's place to live is obviously much better than mine. Since you two have such a good relationship, why do you want to stay here?"

"What?!" Saitama's expression suddenly changed, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"Isn't this common sense? Didn't you read a single word of the Hero's Manual?" Krieg thought of what happened to Snake. Maybe these two guys really didn't listen to a word I said. The result of the size difference is that everything in Krieg's residence is several times larger, and Saitama has no doubt about it. You are really a talent. The Hero Association has picked up a treasure.

"What manual? The Hero Association doesn't have anything like that!"

Krieg crossed his arms and looked at Saitama with suspicion, "I remember that after the exam, Genos was holding this..."

"Hahaha, is that so?"

Saitama felt a little embarrassed. He rubbed his head and lay down on the sofa. "Anyway, it's just a small matter. You won't mind such a thing, right?"

Could it be that Saitama’s exercise method can also train his skin?

Krieg ignored him, simply flexing his wrist. The previous fight had been a draw, but judging by the outcome, Saitama was unscathed, while Krieg's bones were cracked in many places. The monster's physique possessed a strong ability to heal. Although Krieg could feel something granular inside his wrist when he gripped it, all his injuries had healed by the next day. The feeling of having his bones pulverized was just too strange, and Krieg kept stroking his wrist.

I have to thank the Beach Boys here. If it weren't for the fishhook's perception ability, it would be twice as difficult for Krieger to remove the broken bones, although the scene of him cutting his own arm without changing his expression is already horrifying enough.

"According to reliable intelligence sources, the current top-ranked S-class professional hero, Blast, recently attacked. The Hero Association spent three days identifying Blast's opponent, and speculated that the disaster level was a Dragon-level monster. The explosion heard in F City three days ago was the result of the hero Blast's fight with the monster. According to..."

The sound of news came from the TV. The elegantly dressed news lady was telling the news seriously. However, the pit in the picture looked more and more familiar to Krieg. However, this kind of thing itself requires a reasonable aftermath, and Krieg does not intend to become famous by doing this.

"The news recently seems to be not very peaceful. There are also many reports of demon-level monsters in Z City." Saitama turned his head and looked at the screen. "Damn it, my home is in Z City. I have to go back and take a look."

Isn't the reason why monsters appear in City Z because you no longer live there? Krieg rolled his eyes. He clearly possessed invincible power, but he was completely unaware of it. This kind of behavior would certainly be full of jokes in the comics, but if it became reality, it would definitely make people hate him.

"Genos," Saitama straightened up, "What are we having for lunch today?"

"Yes, there are potatoes and beef today," Genos lifted the lid of the pot to show Saitama what was inside, but before he could finish, a knock on the door interrupted his story.

"Mr. Krieger, are you in there?"

Krieg motioned for them to shut up, and after adjusting his shirt slightly, he opened the door. Outside the door was Krieg's old acquaintance, Secretary Yata.

"Yata, it's been a while since we last met," Krieg was also surprised. This idle chess piece had not contacted him for a long time. Ever since Genos infiltrated the Hero Association, he didn't need Yata's help much. After all the conversations, the two men really hadn't spoken to each other again.

"Is something wrong? Is it a work issue?" Krieg asked. As the price of joining the management of the Hero Association, in addition to playing games with Saitama, he also spent a lot of time on daily work these days. Although he was surprised by Yata's arrival, this kind of thing was indeed reasonable.

"Yes, it's indeed a work-related issue." Compared to the last time I met Yata, the current Yata was a little more confident. He didn't lower his head this time, but looked at Krieger as much as possible. "But this time it has nothing to do with your work, it's mainly related to Mr. Saitama's work."

"Ah, me?" Saitama, who had been curled up in the sofa, straightened up and poked his head out from the backrest.

"Yes, Saitama, the last C-class hero. As a C-class hero, your daily tasks include patrolling and resolving incidents. We noticed that you haven't appeared for at least four days. According to the rules of the Hero Association, if you no longer engage in heroic activities, the association has the right to eliminate you from the bottom." Yata took out the file from his briefcase. Since the hero test, Saitama's file has been basically blank.

"Um," Saitama suddenly raised his hand and asked like an elementary school student.

"What's wrong?" Yata had never seen such a situation before, so he was very patient now.

"What's a patrol?"

The muscles on Yata's face twitched, and Krieg remained calm about it. Due to his casual and laid-back personality, Saitama's daily routine was very disordered. Although the above situation improved after Genos moved in, the house suffered more devastating blows. Krieg did not drive them out out of humanitarianism, but for the Hero Association, this behavior was obviously a waste of tax money. They were the bosses, and they would naturally express dissatisfaction with employees who did not work.

"Patrol is just a daily routine," Yata said, adjusting his glasses. He was usually very respectful of pro heroes, but he'd become a bit more assertive recently. It could only be attributed to Krieg's powerful ability to persuade him. "Except for S-rank heroes, all other heroes must earn contributions through heroic activities. The Hero Association then provides rankings and bonuses based on their contributions."

"Just like Mr. Krieg, as an A-class hero, he also has to participate in daily work. It's almost the end of the month, so Mr. Saitama, you need to work harder in the remaining days."

Krieg didn't care whether Saitama replied or not, because at the end of his sight, a little girl with green hair was floating towards him.

Chapter 180 Tornado's Problem

The second S-class hero, the strongest psychic, Tornado!

Isn't this a legal loli? What is she doing here? Krieg's eyes rolled. As the last weapon of the Hero Association, Tornado's strength can completely crush the dragon-level monsters. In the Monster Association incident, she even directly pulled up the entire underground building. Krieg is very sure that he has almost no chance of winning against Tornado now.

This guy doesn't look like he's wandering around. It's really interesting. Krieg smiled slightly. Although he didn't know why Tornado always wore clothes with high slits, it was a pity that Krieg was not interested in children. Instead, he thought this guy was too careless. A legal loli is still a loli. What if he meets the goldfish guy if he dresses like this?

This is a fishing expedition!

"Which of you two is Yata?"

A trembling Tornado floated in front of the two men like a ghost, and looked at them with a haughty expression. Compared to Yata, Krieg's figure was too conspicuous, so Tornado subconsciously looked up at Krieg, then realized belatedly that his height was a huge weakness. He snorted and turned away, causing Yata to break into a cold sweat. Tornado immediately noticed his abnormality and used telekinesis to pull Yata, dragging the bewildered secretary against the wall and hanging him on the door frame.

"Lord Tornado, is there anything wrong with you?" Yata's voice was a little trembling at first, but it returned to normal after he called Tornado's name.

Krieg looked at him curiously. The guy looked guilty, so Krieg withdrew his hand that he had wanted to extend.

There is a situation, a little bit of a situation.

Eating melon is one of the pleasures of life. Krieg took a step back, leaving space for Yata and Tornado. Saitama behind him retracted his head. He was not interested in eating melon. In comparison, he cared more about Genos' lunch.

With an impatient look on her face, Tornado shook Yata up and down twice until the calmness on the secretary's face disappeared. "Ha, is there something wrong with me? Don't you know why I came here? Is it because of the explosion you made up to solve the monster?"

"It's not me, it's Minister Toki," Yata replied very quickly, and it was obvious that this was not the first time he said it.

Minister Shichen, why did someone dare to ask Shichen Krieg to lean against the door frame? Although there was no beginning or end, he already knew what had happened. This was what was just reported in the news. His memory was not so bad.

Tornado was rescued by Blast when she was a child, right? The reason she became a hero was also because of Blast. No wonder she was so excited to hear the news about Blast.