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

Silence is the dominant theme tonight.

Deep underground, Sykes, now fully awake, glared at everyone with her beautiful eyes, nearly grinding her silver teeth to dust.

Her fingers trembled, and a priceless antique vase in the room was instantly enveloped in a deep blue light. In an instant, it collapsed and shattered inward with a "crackling" sound, turning into a pile of fragments in the blink of an eye!

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Family members, who knows!

I rewarded that bastard so much! And he actually...

Even a mere "freak cell" meant for a newcomer is embezzled?!

I have never seen such a shameless freak!

"Insect-god-!!!!"

M City, Municipal Hospital.

The smell of disinfectant permeated the corridor, creating a depressing atmosphere.

Outside the ward, a group of burly men wearing various vests paced anxiously, their muscles clearly defined, each one stronger than the last.

Leading the group was a burly man with short blond hair wearing a dark blue tight-fitting vest, none other than the S-class hero "Vest Master".

He appeared calm, but his clenched fists and the bulging veins on his arms revealed that he was not at peace inside.

"Damn it! Who on earth dares to lay such a heavy hand on our Vest Legion members!"

The blond, burly man in a camouflage tiger-striped vest, nicknamed "Vest Tiger," roared and slammed his fist into the wall, causing the plaster to flake off.

"That vegetarian guy, he's always spouting his vegetarian theories, saying that only by eating vegetarian food can you unleash the true power of the vest, but this time he's really messed up so badly..."

The middle-aged, burly man in a black vest, nicknamed "Vest Black Hole," snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, we must find that bastard and teach him a lesson for angering the 'Vest Legion'!"

"I'll make sure he tastes my 'Black Hole Iron Fist'!"

These two are brothers, with hero ranks of C and B respectively. They usually fight together and are considered two of the best in the "Vest Legion".

At this moment, the two brothers were talking in unison, spittle flying everywhere, as if they couldn't wait to rush out and turn M City upside down to find the murderer.

Beside her, the "Vest Girl," with her neat short hair, ripped jeans, and a sports vest that accentuated her beautiful figure, frowned and said, "I'm telling you, don't get excited. We don't even know who the enemy is or what their purpose is yet!"

Wearing a motorcycle helmet that only revealed the lower half of his face, the "vest racer" echoed in a muffled voice: "That's right, that's right, that vegetarian guy always likes to run around, maybe he's messed with some tough guys."

Wearing beach shorts and a tight tank top, the "tank top swimmer" chimed in, "Yeah, let's figure out the situation first and wait for His Excellency to make a decision!"

The underlings were in complete chaos, their spittle practically flooding the entire corridor.

The Vest Venerable took a deep breath, feeling his temples throbbing.

As a muscle-bound hero who has practically built his brain into muscles, he's not good at thinking about such trivial matters.

His chest heaved dramatically like a bellows as he frowned and said, "Wait until the vegetarians wake up and we find out what happened! Now, all of you, quiet down!"

The aura of an S-class hero spread out, and the underlings immediately fell silent.

After the doctor and nurses finished their routine check-ups and left, he immediately pushed open the ward door and went in first.

The other undershirted buddies followed immediately, making the small ward feel crowded, and the air seemed to thin out because of the excessive muscles.

On the hospital bed, "Vest Vest" was wrapped in bandages all over his body, like a giant white mummy, with only his face showing.

That face was now swollen like a steamed bun, covered in bruises, and the outline of the features could barely be made out. It looked rather comical, yet it made one's heart tighten.

"Um...cough..."

Seemingly hearing the noise, the person on the hospital bed let out a painful groan and slowly opened their eyes, which were swollen to a slit.

Seeing the familiar yet angry faces surrounding the bed, the swollen lips of the vegetarian in vest trembled, and his voice was muffled: "B-boss... I... my vest..."

"Torn to shreds!!"

(???)!

Chapter 46 The Red Demon Clan

The "vegetarian vest" subconsciously reached out to touch his chest, only to find that his arm was firmly immobilized by a cast and he couldn't move at all.

"The bond between you and the vest is far from strong enough. The true power of the vest will not break easily!" The "Vest Master" shook his head, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Put the vest aside for now, tell me, who beat you up like this?"

Upon hearing this, the previously confused look in the vest-wearing vegetarian's eyes suddenly narrowed as his memory returned, and he immediately recounted everything that had happened.

"A Class S wanted criminal has joined a mysterious organization?" The Tanktop Venerable's gaze sharpened. Intelligence gathering was not his forte, and he immediately felt a headache coming on. "That mysterious person who knocked you away, did you get a good look at him? Or did he have any distinguishing features?"

"Ah, this..."

The vegan in the vest looked bewildered: "That person was sitting in the shadows at first, and then suddenly rushed out when I was about to be killed... Then I woke up in the hospital with broken bones all over my body."

"It was too fast... I didn't even see his face clearly. He was very strong, and I lost consciousness in an instant."

Vest Venerable: "..."

The vest-wearing underlings: "..."

Alright, the trail has completely gone cold.

“Your Excellency,” the “Vest Girl” pondered, resting her chin on her hand, “According to the Vegetarian Brother, if the other party hadn’t made a move, he would have been killed by the S-class wanted criminal, right? So why go through all that trouble?”

Vegetarian Vest Party: "..."

—Hey! Is it really okay to curse me like that to my face? Don't think I won't beat you up just because you're a girl!

"Yeah, it's a bit strange."

"Oh dear, what if that person just didn't check carefully and thought the vegetarian brother was already dead?"

"Indeed, it's a miracle that I didn't get this kind of injury."

"Hmph, I think... it's probably because they're afraid of the Venerable One's reputation and don't dare to go too far!"

For a time, there were different opinions.

Vegetarian Vest Party: "..."

—I'm so tired. My brothers are all looking forward to my return.

Vest Venerable: "..."

My mind is a mess.

"Alright, stop arguing," he waved his hand, stopping the tank top henchmen's brainstorming session. "Now, if we catch that wanted criminal named Inferno Freym, we should be able to find out about the mysterious organization behind him, right?"

The vest-wearing henchmen: "Boss is brilliant!!" ×N

The Vest Venerable waved his hand, indicating that the Vest Vegetarians should take good care of their injuries: "Don't worry, I will inform the association and launch an investigation."

He glanced around at his underlings, his tone resolute: "During this period, everyone's training will be doubled! We must deepen the bond between ourselves and our vests. We must become stronger and avenge our brothers!!"

"Yes! We'll seek justice for our brothers!!" ×N

The entire ward echoed with the powerful roars of the Vest Army. Several seriously injured car accident victims next door were knocked unconscious on the spot, causing chaos in the room.

In the dark underground passage.

Han Sen's figure moved swiftly through the labyrinthine underground passages of the Monster Association like a ghost, finally escaping the lingering feeling of being watched from behind.

"I must have run several kilometers by now, right? The range of Big Eyes' perception is ridiculously wide!"

Amidst these reflections, a series of messages arrived from the clone network.

"Oh? Has the Tank Top Master already arrived in M ​​City with his men? It seems my assist has worked."

A slight smile curved the corners of Han Sen's mouth beneath his black mask.

In the original timeline, the Hero Association members, who were merely occupying positions without contributing anything, only discovered the existence of the Monster Association on the eve of the war.

This was the result of Sykes allowing his men to show up and provoke them.

Now, Han Sen is happy to stir up trouble for both sides, making the situation as muddy as possible.

After all, it's easier to catch fish when the water is murky.

Upon realizing this, Han Sen's powerful senses suddenly spread out.

Even though they had never been to this area before, they quickly found a suitable lone presence.

Immediately, he lightly touched the ground with his foot and his figure flashed into a secluded side road.

The door to a stone chamber was ajar, and the faint sound of heavy snoring could be heard coming from inside.

The dark figure slipped silently inside, revealing a red-skinned demon monster, nearly three meters tall, with bulging muscles and thunderous snores, completely unaware of the impending danger.

Han Sen didn't bother with any more words. With a swift movement, his sharp fingertips precisely sliced ​​across the thick neck.

The burly, monstrous monster's snoring abruptly stopped, its massive head rolling to the ground, its face still bearing the expression of deep sleep, clearly not understanding what had happened until its death.

[Defeat the Tiger-level monster "Red Oni Clan General" and obtain 98 Origin Points!]

Han Sen raised an eyebrow slightly, surprised that this tiger-level monster was surprisingly strong, almost equivalent to a "monster cell"!

"Not bad, a great start, made a small profit."

He closed the door behind him to shut out the smell of blood, and then eagerly opened the heavy cloth bag.

What happened before was just a free appetizer; this heap of writhing, deformed chunks of flesh is the real prize for today!

The arms covered by the "Shadow Armor" flashed into the pockets, and thousands of "monster cells" were quickly turned into dust and refined in an instant!

[Conversion successful! Gained 100000 Origin Points!]

Seeing the sudden surge of 100,000 points on the system panel, Han Sen's lips curled up uncontrollably beneath his black mask.

"Sykes, YYDS!" (Eternal God!)

Today marks the seventh day of the "Senro Project." After a week, Han Sen's clone army has already been dispatched to major human cities under his command.

Thanks to the hard work of these workers, the original points have been steadily increasing.

Unlike the Monster Association, where monsters are constantly emerging, they are not so densely distributed.

With hundreds of heroes from the Hero Association, the yet-to-debut Bald Cape Man, and Genos, the cyborg on his own journey of revenge, among other monster-stealing forces, even though the clone army didn't slack off much, their daily Origin Points earnings were only around a few thousand.

However, thanks to the super rocket gift just received from the top-ranked rich woman, which greatly restored his health, his account balance was already full again.

[Original Point: 135680]

It even exceeds the 128,000 points required to upgrade to Lv9 using "Overgrowth"!

In a great mood, Han Sen casually tossed away the useless bag and pushed open the door to leave.

There was no rush to upgrade; he decided to first find the first benefactor he had met in this world… no, the poodle Pochi, and get to know him better.

"I wonder if the dragon-level dog still remembers me, its temporary caretaker, after a week..."

Chapter 47 Very good, then you are the main course.

Muttering to himself, Han Sen paused in his steps as he walked through the passageway.

A series of chaotic footsteps and rude conversations came from around the corner ahead. Soon after, five burly, one-horned monsters wielding spiked clubs strode over with an arrogant and domineering air.

They were armed in unison and wore matching animal skin skirts around their waists, making them look like a patrol squad.

Only then did the leading evil spirit, exuding a tiger-like aura, finally notice the dark figure standing silently in the middle of the passage.

It was taken aback at first, then its copper-bell-like eyes flashed with ferocity, and it shouted sharply, "Where did this charcoal-headed fellow come from, daring to trespass on the territory of our 'Red Demon King'?! Are you tired of living?!"

"...Black charcoal head?"

Han Sen gritted his teeth. Although his monster form was a bit dark, this was the first time a monster had dared to give him a nickname.

Very well, a way to die has been found.

Only then did he notice that the surrounding rock walls were carved with various totems in a rough style, full of primitive and bloody atmosphere.

He immediately realized that he had unintentionally stumbled into the territory ruled by a tribe of demons and monsters.

However, he had never heard of this so-called "King-level" monster, "Red Demon King," and he was clearly not one of the Dragon-level executives of the Monster Association.

Then it'll be fine.

"Hey, you charcoal-headed bastard, I, 'Crimson Flame Demon,' am asking you a question! Let me tell you, don't get too cocky... Ah!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure had already struck like lightning!