Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

King's face turned pale, and he weakly climbed up from the sofa. Clutching his stomach with one hand and supporting himself against the wall with the other, he staggered toward the kitchen, intending to cook himself a bowl of instant noodles to keep himself alive.

Han Sen did not rest immediately, but stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the bustling night view of M City.

King's apartment is on a very high floor with an extremely wide view, offering a panoramic view of almost half of M City's nightscape.

Neon lights flicker outside the window, and traffic flows like a river; the city displays a charm at night that is completely different from that during the day.

"King, this mobile monster attractor, is useful, but it's still too slow for me to do it all by myself." He muttered to himself, a sharp glint in his eyes. "It's time... Come out, my tools!"

With a single thought, the "Trillion-Level Fission" was quietly activated!

Accompanied by a barely perceptible sound of cells stretching and reorganizing, ten figures identical to Han Sen's original body peeled off and expanded from behind him like shadows, forcibly squeezing out and appearing in the spacious room.

These clones had lively eyes and varied postures. As soon as they appeared, they began to move around, clearly possessing independent consciousness and thinking ability.

As Han Sen's strength increased, the cell reserves in his body were no longer what they used to be, and the strength of his clones naturally increased accordingly.

Some of them were stretching their muscles and bones in an exaggerated way, making a "crackling" sound like popping beans, with a look of great satisfaction on their faces.

Some crossed their arms and leaned coolly against the wall, scrutinizing the object with a critical eye.

Another clone looked like a curious child, poking the glass of the French windows with its finger and touching the soft bed.

"Oh wow? The version has been updated? The physical attributes are pretty good this time!"

One of the clones flexed its wrists, feeling the power within its body that was significantly stronger than during the last split. It clicked its tongue in amazement and said, "It feels much stronger than those defective products that split out last time!"

"This guy finally understands the principle of 'you get what you pay for'."

"Hmph, finally they've let us out for some fresh air!"

Another clone, leaning against the wall with a slightly aloof demeanor, crossed his arms and said with great dissatisfaction, "I'm being cooped up all the time, my bones are practically rusting. If I don't come out soon, I'm going to start a rebellion!"

"Boss, who are we going to take down this time? We'll go through fire and water for you! We guarantee we'll scatter their ashes!" Another clone said with a fanatical expression, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, looking like he wanted to stir up trouble.

Han Sen rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache, and looked at the room full of rebellious kids with different personalities but the same essence, his tone helpless.

"...Is it interesting for you guys to start talking to yourselves as soon as you come out?"

Chapter 37 The Senro Plan

"Tch, we've been found out."

Upon hearing this, the murderous clone immediately suppressed the fierce expression on his face, chuckled, and curled his lip: "Isn't the atmosphere already right? Let's play along."

Han Sen: "..."

Although the clones have independent consciousness, they are essentially extensions of Hansen's self-awareness, sharing memories, perceptions, and other information with each other.

Of course, this is under the permission granted by Han Sen's main body.

They have no way of knowing what they shouldn't see, what they're not allowed to see, or what they can't see; that's the power of a system administrator.

This is why Han Sen said they were talking to themselves.

Of course, there is nothing we can do about it.

Although Han Sen's main body holds absolute supreme authority, each of his clones has the same thought patterns and ideas, and will also have subtle differences in personality and behavior patterns depending on their environment and the events they encounter.

Therefore, as long as the "Mega-level Split" ability is activated, this state of multiple consciousnesses coexisting, similar to "schizophrenia," will continue to exist.

However, this problem is easy to solve.

Minimize the number of clones to avoid internal conflicts during coordinated operations.

In terms of individual combat skills, even if Han Sen, the main body, wanted to deal with the full force of these clones, he would have to be on his guard, let alone the other ordinary monsters.

When gathered together, they are a pile of dung; when scattered, they are a sky full of stars.

That's exactly the point.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense."

Han Sen clapped his hands, drawing the attention of his several erratic clones, and said solemnly, "I'll repeat the action plan for now, and you'd better memorize it!"

"From today onwards, you are responsible for moving freely around the world."

"Hunt down monsters, plunder source points, the more the better!"

"The rest need not be elaborated, but...!"

"Areas like Q City, protected by extraordinary, out-of-the-box powerhouses like 'Watchdog Man,' are best avoided for now."

"After all, although we are already very strong now, we are not strong enough to ignore everything. There are still a lot of powerful people we cannot afford to offend at this stage."

"There's no need to waste our hard-earned cell reserves and precious development time. Do you understand?"

As soon as Han Sen finished speaking, the ten clones exchanged glances, and the room fell silent for three seconds.

This was a plan he had in mind when he was copying Black Sperm's UR ability, but it wasn't until this mission that it was officially put into action.

After all, given the massive demand for Origin Points, relying solely on his own body to farm monsters one by one would never be enough, no matter how long he farmed.

While Sykes's life as a kept woman is appealing, ...

Trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin is not a long-term solution!

Han Sen didn't want to be held back, nor did he want to sink with the Monster Association, a ship destined to capsize.

Then the only option is to develop a source channel that is completely under our control.

Walking on two legs is faster and more stable!

This arduous task cannot be entrusted to anyone else; it must naturally be handed over to the clone army in front of us!

"Oh, oh, oh, free time! I love this!" One of the clones broke the silence first, rubbing his hands excitedly.

"Hehe... Finally, I can go on a killing spree! Main body, this job was really exciting!" Another clone licked his lips, his eyes flashing with bloodlust.

"Global hunting? That's interesting!"

"Global? What do you mean? The human territory in the One-Punch Man world is just this one supercontinent. Don't you even know the lore?"

"Heh, don't use Murata's fan fiction as the original setting!"

"If Murata were to focus solely on drawing doujinshi, how would you handle that?!"

"I should... acknowledge him as my godfather!!"

Seeing that the clones were about to start arguing again, Han Sen raised his hand, and the halo of dog management shone brightly, instantly stopping their commotion: "Stop it, all of you!"

"There's no time to lose. If we want to further enhance our strength, let's set off immediately!"

"For the Origin Point, charge—!"

"Leave it to 'us,' boss!"

This time, the clones agreed quite readily.

Sharp-tongued, quirky, sarcastic, argumentative...

Ultimately, Hansen's various manifestations were merely the self-amusement of the entertainers.

They just look like they're mentally ill. If you really thought they were, they probably wouldn't even know how they died.

As soon as he finished speaking, the clone closest to the window stepped onto the windowsill, then stopped and turned back: "Boss, such a grand plan should have a catchy codename, right? Don't you even have a name?"

"Yeah, at least give us a code name!"

"That makes sense, I agree, who dares to disagree?"

"I'll go first—'Rebirth: My Brother is a Freak - Insect Devouring the World'!"

"Here, take the pen. Books can't be smashed at the store, understand?"

Han Sen stroked his chin, looked at this group of troublemakers, pondered for a moment, and then a deep smile appeared on his lips: "Then the code name will be—"

"Project Senra!"

"It encompasses everything in the universe! Hehe... I like this name! It's powerful enough!"

The first clone to speak let out a loud laugh and then vanished through the window as a black shadow.

As soon as the words fell, the other nine figures followed closely behind, all giving a sinister smile. Like ghosts blending into the night, they vanished into the night sky of M City in the blink of an eye, scattering in all directions.

The room returned to silence.

Han Sen slowly closed his eyes, feeling the night breeze of M City brushing against his face.

At that moment, his consciousness seemed to instantly unfurl an ever-expanding, invisible net.

Through real-time perception shared with each clone, his vision was no longer limited to this small apartment, but extended in all directions, leading to the unknown world in the distance.

Sure enough, they were scattered like stars across the sky.

The clone army is extremely fast and highly efficient.

Before long, many of the strange people lurking in the city's darkness were dragged out and killed on the spot.

Various bloody scenes of killing were transmitted back to the main body through the clone network, and kill notifications kept refreshing in Han Sen's mind.

[Defeat the wolf-level monster "Plague Rat" and obtain 6 Origin Points!]

[Defeat the Tiger-level monster "Sewer Rat King" and obtain 38 Origin Points!]

[Defeat the Tiger-level monster "Red-Eyed Lizardman" and obtain 65 Origin Points!]

[Defeat the Demon-level monster "Ceiling Fan Demon" and obtain 327 Origin Points!]

The balance of Origin Points on the system panel kept jumping up and down. It didn't seem like much, but it was just the beginning.

Han Sen opened his eyes, a capitalist smile appearing on his upturned lips.

"The feeling of being able to collect debts while sitting at home..."

"That's really good!"

The next morning, it was still dark.

Even in his deep sleep, the man's menacing face with three scars still exuded majesty in the King's bedroom!

dong dong dong——!

dong dong dong——!

The rapid and forceful knocking, like a death knell, mercilessly roused King from his sweet dreams.

King jolted upright in bed, his sleepy face contorted with terror. A bead of cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead, and his heart began pounding uncontrollably.

"Emperor Engine," full power startup!

"Who...who is it...?"

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Chapter 38 The Strongest Development Plan on Earth

"Who...who is it...?"

King's voice, still hoarse from just waking up, was filled with shock when he heard someone outside the door say, "King, it's five o'clock. Time to get up and do your morning exercise."

ψ(｀?')ψ

Han Sen's sunny, energetic, and magnetic voice came from outside the door, but to King it sounded like the whisper of a devil.

"what--!!"

King let out a desperate scream and buried his head in the blanket, trying to escape the cruel reality in this ostrich-like manner.

However, reality is often harsher than nightmares.

On a quiet path in a secluded park in M ​​City, King, dressed in a brand-new but slightly loose tracksuit, looked up listlessly at the still pitch-black sky.

A cold wind blew by, and he shivered, feeling as if he were still dreaming.

It was still a nightmare!

—That must be it, I must not be fully awake yet…!

Han Sen, looking energetic, leisurely held a steaming cup of freshly brewed hand-drip coffee in his hand: "Today is the first day, so let's start with the most basic exercise."

Han Sen took a sip of coffee with relish, finally feeling the joy King had felt yesterday when he was torturing him with a cola in one hand and a can of coffee in the other.

King: "..."