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

After greeting Saitama, his red rubber boots slammed down, and he transformed into a fleeting yellow flash, disappearing at the end of the street corner in the blink of an eye.

(Yongdaimei & Shining Flash:?)

Its astonishing speed didn't generate any wind pressure, just like his fist—it was completely illogical.

Watching Saitama's figure disappear in an instant, Han Sen couldn't help but sigh—

With such incredible speed, there's no need to worry about him missing the supermarket egg sale in City A.

Meeting the chosen one of this world had a far greater impact on Han Sen than it appeared on the surface.

Although Han Sen himself did not possess the kind of unreasonable absolute power, he forged his own path through tireless effort and hard work.

After all, who says that a rich woman's hard work in searching for the source of information from all over the world doesn't count as effort and sweat?

Witnessing such extreme power did not discourage Han Sen; instead, it strengthened his resolve to bring everything under his control.

After all, who isn't a cheater at some point?

The good news is that, according to the bald-headed demon king, Han Sen has been categorized as a "friendly stranger who invited me to dinner."

Then you won't have to worry about being targeted by a bald guy who can casually destroy stars.

Standing up, Hansen left the French Fries King burger shop and strolled down the street, which had just experienced a riot.

A faint smell of burning lingered in the air as the Hero Association's logistics personnel efficiently cleaned up the debris left from the battle.

Pedestrians on the roadside looked at the devastated streets, their faces filled with lingering fear and relief, and they praised the staff of the Hero Association.

Han Sen strolled leisurely through the crowd, hands in his pockets, like a tourist who had come to see the sights afterward.

With such leisure time, it's a good time to take stock of recent resources and gains.

With a thought, the system panel, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.

First, the wealthy woman gave a tip.

As long as he continues to demonstrate sufficient value, Sykes, the angel investor, will never stop being generous.

The generous rewards from daily tasks remain the largest source of Han Sen's Origin Points to date.

Secondly, the Shinra Project.

Countless clones have been working tirelessly day and night to conquer, and their daily source point gains have steadily increased to around 5 points.

The main reason is that the rate at which monsters are born in this world has not yet reached its explosive growth phase, and powerful monsters of Dragon level or above are extremely rare. The current gains are already the result of the Hansen Legion's saturated search.

In addition, the proficiency of various inherent abilities is also steadily improving, and it is only a matter of time before all abilities are fully surpassed.

Finally, the House of Evolution.

Dr. Genus's talent is beyond doubt. The mass production of "monster cells" has entered the final experimental stage, and the development of the first generation of "evolution cells" has also made breakthrough progress.

What Han Sen was even more excited about was that the plan to mass-produce dragon-level cyborgs was also showing promise.

The first batch of experimental subjects based on the genes of the Asura rhinoceros beetle have formed biological embryos and are currently growing rapidly in the culture tank.

Multiple Asura rhinoceros beetles lined up to deliver their heads—even in the weakened version, the scene is too beautiful to imagine!

(Asura Rhinoceros Beetle: Masaka? Asura...slaughterhouse!?)

It seems that the trajectory of the entire world is moving in a positive direction.

Han Sen paused slightly, raised his head, and squinted at the distant horizon.

As he moved, a deep, muffled roar, like distant thunder, slowly approached from the horizon.

Rumble——! !

The sound wasn't loud, but it made Han Sen's eyelids twitch for no apparent reason.

Immediately afterwards, the ground shook violently, and many vehicles on the street were caught off guard and collided, emitting piercing alarms.

Pedestrians on the roadside staggered and lost their balance, letting out a series of gasps.

As Han Sen looked out, a mushroom cloud of raging flames was rising menacingly from the edge of the city!

Even from a distance of tens of kilometers, one could clearly see that the sky was being swallowed by the desperate fire and smoke.

"Ugh, ugh, this damn world..."

Han Sen sighed helplessly, his eyes slightly unfocused.

"...He really can't resist praise."

The tranquility of Z City in the afternoon was shattered by a deafening explosion.

In the suburbs, in an industrial park adjacent to City D, a large chemical plant exploded without warning.

The towering flames dyed half the sky red, and a huge mushroom cloud composed of billowing black smoke and dust shrouded the earth, clearly visible even in the city center dozens of kilometers away.

"Warning! Warning! High-intensity energy burst detected southwest of Z City, coordinates... Repeat, high-intensity energy burst detected!"

"Received! Retrieve the company's central control room surveillance footage. Intelligence team, immediately investigate nearby communication signals! What's the situation on site? Are there any signs of strange individuals?"

At the Hero Association headquarters, piercing alarms blared throughout the command center.

As disaster information from each branch was reported up the chain of command, all staff members were working diligently and at a breakneck pace.

On the large screen, satellite images quickly locked onto the location of the explosion, and that area was instantly marked in an ominous deep red, representing the highest level of danger.

The communication channel was noisy. Soon, a panicked voice with heavy breathing came back. The voice belonged to "One-Hand," a gunslinger hero ranked 22nd among A-level heroes who happened to be patrolling nearby. He was skilled in both long-range sniping and close combat but often encountered the problem of jammed ammo.

"Strange...strange people! They're strange people! There are...too many of them! And I've already tested it, sniper bullets have absolutely no effect on these strange people, they can even heal themselves so quickly, unbelievable...!!"

The communication signal was intermittent, but the fragmented images transmitted back on the screen made all the staff in the monitoring room gasp and feel a chill run down their spines.

In the footage, hundreds of workers' corpses scattered throughout the factory area are slowly rising from the scorched earth on the blackened ruins!

Their mutilated limbs and bodies were enveloped and repaired by an elusive, eerie black mist. Inhuman roars emanated from their throats, and their eyes were bloodshot, like vengeful ghosts crawling out from the deepest depths of hell.

Behind these terrifying hordes of zombies, a colossal and despair-inducing figure loomed in and out of sight amidst the thick smoke and flames.

Chapter 101 Tornado's Vacation

Amidst the thick smoke was a giant over five meters tall.

Wearing a huge, filthy safety helmet, its body was forcibly formed from industrial waste, flesh and blood, and a black mist filled with resentment, exuding a strange and inexplicable sense of oppression.

In its chest cavity, a huge single eye emitting an ominous red light was prominently embedded.

The eerie black mist that can control corpses is constantly emanating from this single eye!

"Preliminary assessment: Disaster level... Demon! No, that's not right! The energy reactions on those resurrected corpses are also extremely abnormal. This strange person's disaster level is very likely... above Demon!"

"Anything above Demon level? Or... a suspected Dragon-level threat!? Report to the Disaster Countermeasures Department immediately! Request S-class hero support!"

Before long, the big-nosed cadre Sich arrived at the command hall of the first operations room and looked at the live images transmitted back on the screen. His face was extremely solemn.

The giant helmet, speculated to be formed from the resentment of countless workers, exudes a terrifying and oppressive aura simply by standing there silently through the screen!

The vengeful corpses controlled by it were also shrouded in black mist, agile, and fearless, making them opponents that ordinary heroes could not handle.

"The evaluation results are in!"

A young employee in charge of data analysis jumped up from his seat with a scream. He pointed at the rapidly rising energy readings on the screen, his face drained of color: "Based on the preliminary assessment of the energy reactions of each resurrected corpse, the individual disaster level of those resurrected corpses... is at least at the peak of Tiger level, and dozens of them... have already reached Ghost level!!"

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Sitch gasped, feeling a chill run from his tailbone to the top of his head: "Hiss... A dragon-level body, plus hundreds of tiger-level and dozens of ghost-level undead legions... It's practically a moving natural disaster!"

The next moment, he displayed the qualities expected of a supreme commander; his eyes narrowed, and he decisively and calmly issued a series of orders—

"Issue a Dragon-level disaster warning broadcast throughout Z City, instructing all citizens to immediately enter shelters! All A-class and B-class heroes in and around Z City are to immediately proceed to evacuate the public and are prohibited from engaging the monster!"

"besides……"

Sitch took a deep breath, his voice exceptionally clear due to his resolute determination.

"Contact the second-ranked S-class assassin for me, 'Tornado of Terror'!!"

"Immediately! Right now!!"

J City, one of the properties under the Hero Association, is a white sand beach that is not open to the public.

This coastline boasts fine sand, and the sea breeze carries just the right amount of salty, damp scent, gently rustling through the swaying coconut palms, bringing a series of refreshing sounds.

A huge parasol cast a refreshing shade, and a petite figure lazily curled up on a comfortable beach chair, like a well-fed and lazy cat.

She wore a boldly cut black fitted dress with a high slit that went almost to her waist, revealing her perfectly proportioned legs in a way that was considered to be in perfect golden ratio.

The gaze slowly moves upward along the straight, slender legs that seem to be carved from the finest mutton-fat jade. Beneath the shadow of the skirt lies an absolute territory that evokes countless fantasies.

The sunlight, shielded by the parasol, just reached her small feet, which were casually resting on the edge of the beach chair, while a pair of small black leather shoes were casually placed next to the chair.

Those exquisitely carved jade feet were small and delicate, with skin so white it was almost transparent, and you could even see the pale blue veins under the skin.

The arch of the foot is elegant and alluring, and the ten delicate and rounded toes are like the finest pearls.

Her pink toenails were neatly trimmed and clean, gleaming with a healthy, soft sheen under the light, radiating a magic that made you want to hold them in your hands and caress them gently.

Her natural, seaweed-green curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with a few unruly strands falling beside her delicate face.

Just by looking at her signature seaweed curls and that classic, alluring long dress, it's easy to guess that this seemingly innocent loli enjoying her vacation is none other than the Hero Association's ultimate weapon, the 2nd ranked S-class hero—

"Tornado of Terror"!

At this moment, Tatsumaki's eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyelids, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, she wrinkled her small nose slightly and made a grabbing motion with her slender fingers.

In the ice bucket beside her, a glass of lemonade filled with ice was enveloped in a green telekinetic light and floated up, the straw precisely placed to her pink lips.

I took a small sip, and the cool, sweet and sour liquid slid down my throat, dispelling the last trace of summer heat.

Tornado let out a soft, contented hum, wiggled her smooth legs, and seemed quite pleased with this rare moment of leisure.

However, this moment of tranquility was soon broken.

Drop drop-!

A sharp, urgent communication sound shattered the peaceful and beautiful scene before them, like a piercing needle.

Tornado opened her eyes unhappily, her beautiful emerald eyes filled with annoyance at being disturbed.

The delicate, doll-like cute face suddenly transforms into a rough, powerful style, with the little face full of displeasure rolling its dead fish eyes, looking both comical and adorable.

She raised her slender, fair hand and pulled out a specially made hero communicator from a mysterious space inside the hem of her high-slit, bodycon dress.

God knows how an old-fashioned cell phone-like communicator could have been placed under that piece of fabric clinging to the girl's skin.

"Moshi Moshi...it's me..."

In a voice that was both childish and impatiently authoritative, she said, "Hmm... What? A Dragon-level monster has appeared on the outskirts of Z City? Just 'suspected'? I see, you really know how to pick your timing..."

After hanging up the phone, a disappointed Little Tornado casually stuffed the communicator back into the secret space under her skirt, pouting and complaining in a voice only she could hear:

"Seriously! Don't those guys in the association know how hard it is for me to get a vacation?!"

"I'm usually so bored that I have nothing to do, but at times like this, I'm bothered by some trivial trash whose disaster level can't even be determined!"

Despite her complaints, Tatsumaki's professionalism as an S-class hero, the ultimate weapon of the Hero Association, made her sit up straight immediately.

"Forget it, I hope it's not some weakling that can be crushed with a single squeeze..."

As she murmured to herself, the legal loli's soft, delicate body stretched out, and she gave a light yawn.

This movement made her slender waist appear even more delicate, and the small, round but still shapely breasts above her waist, encased in the black dress, outlined an adorable curve that would make Xiao Chunan and Lao Sepi's hearts flutter.

A sudden burst of emerald green telekinetic light enveloped the pair of small black leather shoes that had been casually slipped off to the side, causing them to float up and take in Tornado's delicate, fair feet.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling green meteor shot into the sky at an extremely high speed, leaving a shallow crater on the beach from the impact of the telekinetic burst, and the airflow it generated blew parasols and beach chairs away.

High in the sky, a Hero Association transport plane that had received advance orders roared past and opened its rear hatch almost simultaneously.

The green meteor did not slow down at all and flew straight into the cabin with perfect precision.

The cabin door closed, and the transport plane immediately changed direction.

The four engines roared deafeningly as they sped toward the disaster site.

Chapter 102 The Prince's Battle Strategy

Industrial Park, City Z.