It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

However, if the big rat really lived in the sewer of City X, then the distance between City X and City Z is really not close. Don't think that there is only a Y between X and Z in the alphabet, but on the map, the two cities almost span the entire continent - City Z is in the northwest of the continent, and City X is in the southeast end of the continent.

"By the way, why did you want to run from City X to City Z? Between the two cities..."

"Khan has been on the run for a whole year! He hid during the day and traveled while asking for directions at night. He only arrived in City Z yesterday!"

"Why? Why are you willing to spend a year..."

"Because the weirdos who occupied the sewers said it's super dangerous here!"

"They all said it was dangerous, and you still dared to come?"

"Khan thinks that if the bad weirdos think Z City is dangerous, then it is not dangerous to the good Khan! And Khan has also asked around on the road, and many weirdos say that only weirdos with no ambition, no ideals, and no aspirations are suitable to settle in Z City! Khan has no ambition, no ideals, no aspirations, he just wants to run around every day after eating, so he is willing to come here!"

"A lot of weirdos who ran away from City Z? Arrived in City X more than a year ago?"

The boss thought more and more that something was wrong, so he sent a communication to Project Team 30. The team leader of Project Team 30 also replied that a large number of weirdos may have migrated out of City Z a year and a half ago. However, the migration of these weirdos was fast and secretive enough, and the technical department did not detect any danger signals, so they did not focus on this matter.

"Boss! Boss! Where is Khan going?"

"As long as I'm here..."

The boss suddenly covered his mouth!

Really, it is hard for most people to control themselves from singing the next line of the sentence that the big mouse just said in a cute tone. Fortunately, the boss realized in time that he almost caused a disaster, so he grabbed his mouth and prevented the newly acquired cute mouse from being sung to death.

But the lyrics that almost came out of his mouth reminded the boss. He asked Khan: "Do you just want to find a place that is absolutely safe and not depressing?"

"It's better if there's no sun!"

Yes, Boss Cheng just remembered that hamsters are creatures that hate sunbathing and prefer shade. Otherwise, such a big mouse would not have crawled into the sewer.

So the boss asked Khan: "I have a place underground that never sees sunlight but has good ventilation, constant temperature and humidity. Do you want to go and have a look?"

“Is there really such a good place?”

"Want to take a look?"

"I think about it!"

Then the boss took Khan to his underground base.

You know, in order to stop the Hunter-class Star Destroyer, the height of the base alone is more than 500 meters. And because the entire underground base is so high and large, a small-scale heat cycle has even formed inside the base. That is to say, when Khan came here, he actually felt a gentle breeze flowing through his hair.

Boqi, a big black dog over 2 meters long, was very excited when he saw another furry animal. Before Khan could get scared, Boqi ran to him and circled around him.

At first, Khan was quite afraid of Pochi, after all, he felt the powerful pressure from Pochi, which was comparable to that of the leader of the sewer monsters. But after a while, Khan found that Pochi was just a simple-minded dog repairman who liked to play with others.

"Eh? You want Khan to live here?"

"Wang!"

"You're not planning on tricking me into staying here and then eating me?"

"Wangwang!"

"Who is Sweet Cheese? Does he really like animals?"

This time, without waiting for Boqi to "wake up", the boss pointed at the robot that had just returned from cleaning the litter box and said, "He is Sweet Cheese, the robot that hugs you and rubs you until you laugh for half an hour."

"Eh!"

So Khan decided to settle down in the boss's base and become neighbors with Sweet Cheese and Pochi.

What? You ask Phoenix Man?

He doesn't live on the base, but in an apartment above the base. Although he is a weirdo, he still treats himself as a human being and demands strict standards.

Speaking of requirements, Khan seems to have a bit low both in terms of his positioning and his requirements for himself.

How low can it go?

When he decided to move into his boss's underground base, he had already positioned himself as "the boss's pet" and began to hold himself to the standards of a qualified pet hamster.

"But I don't understand, meow? Why do you consider yourself a pet, meow? Even Pochi doesn't consider himself a pet, but a companion and walker of the Pilot!"

"Who is the Pilot?"

"The Pilot is your boss, meow!"

"He is the Khan, the boss. What's wrong with the Khan being the boss's pet?"

"Pilots don't need pets, they only need companions, meow! Even if you are only qualified to be a mascot in the base, I won't allow you to belittle your own character! There is no need for a subordinate or property relationship between companions, meow!"

"But Khan has been hoping to find a good master since he was born! Now the eldest brother is Khan's master, and the master gave Khan a name!"

Anyway, the unpromising rat just wanted to be Boss Cheng's pet. Besides, Boss Cheng not only held Khan's paw, but also gave Khan a name! In Khan's opinion, if Boss Cheng didn't like it, why would he give it a name?

After Khan became a hamster, his desires did not change at all. After eating and drinking every day, he would run for a few minutes in his small wheel. Then he would clean up his big villa and start his own adventure in the huge base. This is all Khan's current fantasy about a good life.

That's right...

It is not easy to find a "big villa" that can meet Khan's needs. The boss consulted several online stores selling hamster supplies. After seeing the boss's needs, the other party either blocked the boss directly or asked the boss if he needed customer service to help contact a mental health rehabilitation center.

Finally, the boss had no choice but to ask for help from Lara Meng. But the other party...

"What is this? A giant hamster that's more than two meters tall when it stands up?" Zhou Zhezhi asked his boss solemnly on the phone, "Did you go to Daxinganling to catch a brown bear as a pet?"

"No! It's not the giant Siberian hamster that the Russians raise! It's a real hamster! A chinchilla! A humanized chinchilla!"

The boss hung up the phone and used video chat to contact Zhou Zhezhi. The moment Zhou Zhezhi answered the call, he actually saw a fat hamster bigger than sweet cheese on the phone screen.

"Oh my god...it really is a golden bear!"

At the same time, another group of handsome guys in black suits were coming to the small community with a woman who was very outstanding in appearance and figure.

“I didn’t expect I needed a pass to come here.”

“As long as there’s no deposit and parking is free, the pass is worth the hassle.”

"Please, don't say something that will damage the reputation of the organization in public!"

"I heard that the community leader owns a restaurant. Not only is the food delicious, but the price is also very cheap."

"After we finish our work, let's go there and have lunch together!"

"Yes, yes, yes! By the way, let's see the legendary superpower that surpasses the Thrilling Tornado..."

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the speaker immediately apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Chief Fubuki. I shouldn't have..."

"No need to apologize. I'm also curious whether the legendary Demon King is as powerful as he boasts." However, the super-breasted beauty emphasized, "But before that, we must recruit the super rookie Bald Cape Man to join us!"

478 Being a hero is not about joining a gang

"Oh my god, my life is going to be in danger!" Saitama held the game console borrowed from King and gave up thinking and even abandoned his brain in an instant.

"What should I do? My 2000-hour save file is ruined..."

More than 2000 hours? To be exact, it was almost 3000 hours of no-death saves. Saitama said he would clean it. Saitama couldn't understand why King could not die even once in a game that was full of monsters.

The one that overwrote King's immortal save was a player who had played the game for less than 10 hours and died 73 times...

"Dong-dong-dong! Dang-dong-dong-dong!"

A rapid knock on the door temporarily suppressed Saitama's self-blame for cleaning someone else's save data, as well as his fear of being unilaterally beaten for a long time in the future.

Saitama arrived at the lobby of the apartment and heard a loud voice outside the door yelling at the room: "B-class hero Bald Cape Knight Saitama, come out! B-class 1st hero, Hell's Blizzard is here to talk to you about your career plan."

However, when Saitama opened the door and stuck his head out, he not only ignored the name the other party introduced himself, but also said to the loud guy: "Sorry, our community has already paid the group cable TV fee. If you don't believe me, you can go to the community service center next to the supermarket across the street, where you can get the payment receipt."

“We are not part of the Broadcasting Association!”

"Oh." Saitama replied, "I don't subscribe to newspapers either."

“We’re not newspaper salesmen either!”

"Oh." Saitama replied, "I don't subscribe to magazines either. There are no women in my house, so I don't need stockings, cosmetics, or massage sticks. The plumbing pipes are regularly maintained by the community staff, so there is no need for you to come to my house for service."

"Damn it! We are..."

Before the loud man could finish his words, the busty woman who was surrounded by people came forward and took the initiative to talk to Saitama, who only had a bald head sticking out:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Saitama, the B-rank rookie. I'm Fubuki from Hell, and I'm sure you've heard of me."

"Oh, not at all. Who are you?"

When the loudmouth heard that the other party actually said that he didn't know Master Fubuki at all, he took the initiative to say, "This is the No. 1 B-class hero."

"Oh, I see. That's amazing." After a rather perfunctory compliment, Saitama asked again, "What's the matter?"

The members of the Fubuki group have realized from Saitama's perfunctory attitude that everyone on their side has been ignored by this bald guy with only his head showing.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, Bald Cape Man!" The loud voice warned: "Any hero who is promoted to Class B must first take the initiative to greet our Lord Fubuki. This is the long-standing rule of Class B!"

"say hello?"

Saitama was not stupid, so he could hear the threat in the other person's tone. So he pushed open the door, drooped his face, and greeted the other person with a helpless and irritated tone: "Hello, my name is Saitama. I live in the 'Harmonious Society Can Save Lives' community in Z City. Please give me your guidance in the future."

Fubuki did not take Saitama's greeting, which was neither disrespectful nor respectful, but rather a little impatient, to heart. Instead, she introduced Saitama to him responsibly as a senior:

"Did you know that the hero industry is also divided into various factions? If you want to gain a foothold in this circle, you must join a certain organization, otherwise it is easy to be excluded and can't mix in the circle. The more famous groups are like Atomic Samurai and his several apprentices, and the vest master and his vest gang. And the ruler of the community where you live has also gathered a large group of thugs, and even in the game, they are made into a group."

After that, Fubuki asked Saitama again: "Have you joined the private hero group that broke away from the Hero Association?"

"A group of heroes?" Saitama tilted his head and said, "But they are not entangled together. They originally belonged to the same organization."

"Eh? Is that so? It seems that I have collected another incredible piece of information." After exclaiming, Fubuki continued, "You should understand what I mean. If you want to continue to climb up, it is completely impossible to fight alone."

"not understand."

"Because your path to ascend will be blocked by the higher levels!"

"By whom?"

"Fool, of course it's your competitor!"

"I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about." Saitama said, and was about to close the door.

But Fubuki stopped Saitama and invited him to join her organization.

"Join my team. As long as you are willing to join, I can find a way to keep your second place in Class B."

Saitama used his usually idle brain to think carefully and came to a conclusion: "That is to say, if I reject you, you will make trouble for me, right? If anyone is promoted to B-class, or there is a change in the ranking of B-class, you will come to threaten me?"

"Not really." Fubuki corrected, "We only look for heroes that I like."

"Eh? So, you've already fallen in love with me?" Saitama's face, which had never changed for a thousand years, suddenly turned red. "It's really embarrassing to be told that by you."

A member of the Fubuki group yelled, "Damn it! Stop letting your imagination run wild!"

Fubuki's face turned cold, and she lowered her voice and asked Saitama: "Tell me your decision, whether you are willing to join us."

"Of course I refuse!" Saitama changed his expressionless face and said, "Isn't it obvious? If heroes are divided into superiors and subordinates, then why don't I work in a restaurant?"

Suddenly, Fubuki, who was rejected, ordered: "Eyelash, Yamazaru! I want him to never be able to carry out any heroic activities again!"

"Roger that!"

"Master Fubuki, please..."

"Duang~Duang!"

The two B-class heroes who were ordered to destroy Saitama just rushed to Saitama's side, but were kicked away by the opponent.

Saitama, who had landed his foot, also sighed: "It turns out that it's really not easy to hurt the opponent by kicking."

Then, Saitama, wearing slippers, walked in front of Fubuki and stopped about 5 centimeters in front of the two evil spirits. He pointed at Fubuki and warned: "According to... the boss, people like you will hardly survive the second volume of the manga."

(Explanation: Saitama forgot his boss's last name again.)

Seeing that her two men were powerless to fight back, Fubuki was startled at first, but then she regained her composure. She frowned and questioned the bald man in front of the murderer: "Have you decided to stand on the opposite side of hindering me?"

After saying that, Fubuki took off her coat and used telekinesis to move the small stones around her...

Sorry, because the community's sanitation work has always been handled by a special weirdo, there are no such things as "small stones" on the streets or flower beds. In fact, because it is midsummer, there is not even a single fallen leaf on the road. So the blowing snow can only roll up gusts of wind to surround them.

When Saitama saw this scene, he mistook Fubuki's telekinesis for the wind escape technique used by his boss to make fire.

"But it is much stronger than when the boss lit the charcoal."

"Haha, you're not that surprised."

"But we're not having a barbecue party here today."

"Do you look down on me? Haha, you will regret it soon. But don't be afraid, I will leave you a breath." As she said that, Fubuki pushed her hands suddenly towards Saitama, and the instantly intensified strong wind blew towards Saitama's face.

Then, Saitama clapped his hands lightly, and the strong wind that couldn't even mess up his hair was blown away by the bald man's slap.