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

Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away, on a private beach.

The sky was clear and blue, stretching as far as the eye could see.

In the crescent-shaped bay, a semi-circular white sand beach glistens in the midday sun.

A petite figure with green hair was lying in the middle of a beach chair in a very unladylike "X" shape.

A huge rainbow-colored parasol overhead blocked the sunlight, and oversized aviator sunglasses covered most of her delicate, doll-like face.

She was wearing a simple black two-piece swimsuit, revealing a flat stomach in the middle. Her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat jade, dazzlingly white in the sunlight, and so delicate it seemed to break at a touch.

Her slender, long legs, with their toned lines, appear even more delicate and straight against the black and white contrast.

It is the Hero Association's ultimate weapon, extremely rare...

"Tornado of Terror (Summer Swimsuit Limited Edition)"!

It looks like you'd have to spend a lot of 648 RMB to pull this new skin from the gacha pool.

With a cool "Don't bother me" expression on her little face, Tornado was using telekinesis to control a straw, sipping a glass of chilled pineapple juice with a cute little parasol inserted.

Beneath the sunglasses, his emerald green eyes, which usually exuded terrifying power, were slightly closed, revealing a rare hint of ease and leisure.

As if adorable toes, meticulously sculpted by an artist, stretch out happily the moment they drink a sip of icy juice on a hot day.

My last vacation was ruined by that intelligence department that couldn't even figure out the details.

As compensation, the association not only granted Tornado a new special leave, but also arranged a secluded private bay to prevent her from being disturbed.

However, just as she was enjoying her undisturbed, peaceful time—

A subtle yet powerful energy fluctuation flashed by from the distant depths of the ocean.

The fluctuations come and go quickly, so fast that they are almost like an illusion.

But she can't be fooled; she is the strongest esper in history, "Tornado of Terror"!

Chapter 132 Pay-to-Win Tactics

Tornado suddenly stopped sipping her juice.

She took off her sunglasses, and her usually calm and serene emerald eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a rare sharpness.

An unparalleled and terrifying telekinetic force, like a net spread out from the sky, instantly centered on her, precisely probing towards the source of the energy fluctuation.

However, nothing was found.

The fluctuation came quickly and went away even faster.

It has long since vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint echo of energy between the sea and the sky.

Tornado pouted unhappily, her delicate face filled with annoyance.

"Which clueless bastard is causing trouble underwater this time?"

Is it a newly emerged, powerful monster? Or some hidden underwater civilization?

Whichever it was, it successfully ruined her rare vacation mood.

Frustrated, she downed the juice in her glass in one gulp, then used her telekinesis to roughly lift the empty glass, sending it flying in a precise parabola before smashing it flat in a distant trash can with a loud bang.

"If they dare to come ashore, just kill them with a meteorite."

(Han Sen: ???)

Tornado closed her eyes again, deciding to ignore the little incident and continue her boring but precious vacation.

"Ah sneeze——!"

At the House of Evolution, in the underwater base, Han Sen, who had just completed his transformation, sneezed for no apparent reason.

He frowned, touched his nose, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"How could someone with my constitution catch a cold? Impossible! Someone must be after me!"

He shook his head, banishing the distracting thought from his mind.

Coming to my senses, my gaze returned to the still excessively long string of numbers.

The boastful thought in his mind that "I've become stronger, but also more lonely" only lasted for less than three seconds before he ruthlessly extinguished it.

The source points are still outrageously abundant, but that doesn't mean they can be squandered recklessly.

The UR abilities that are currently rare may become more common in the future, including the fusion, evolution, and subsequent upgrades of SSR abilities, all of which involve considerable expenses.

This is also one of the important reasons why Han Sen was able to quickly adjust his mindset, because the future gap in the origin point will only be more terrifying than it is now.

However, the current massive reserves of Origin Points also provide Han Sen with considerable room for maneuver.

A pay-to-win tactic that had been envisioned for a long time but couldn't be implemented due to resource scarcity—

In battle, copy the enemy's core abilities!

Then, right in front of him, use a massive amount of Origin Points to instantly max out this ability!

Your ability is my ability.

But my numbers are yours plus mine!

At that time, the enemy will only be able to watch helplessly as their moves unleash terrifying power far exceeding their own.

Please call me Copy Ninja ProMax —

This tactic has two absolute hard requirements.

Firstly, it requires an astronomical number of Origin Points as support, making it a pure pay-to-win strategy, something Han Sen never dared to even dream of before.

Secondly, it places extremely high demands on the user's own strength. The user must be able to withstand the enemy's first wave of attacks head-on and quickly digest and control the enormous power that has increased dramatically due to the addition of points in the ever-changing battle.

It's important to understand that the thrill of a surge in power can even surpass the primal instinct for reproduction. If one gets carried away by the intense high-level combat and loses control of their body, the consequences are predictable.

Han Sen met both of these conditions!

Imagine this: the big brother piloting the spaceship punches away the enemy in front of him, only to find that the enemy immediately follows up with a "Meteor Burst" form release and a "Collapse Star Roar Cannon" ultimate move to start the fight!

It looks like a scene from the underworld!

Realizing the terrifying nature of this pay-to-win tactic, Han Sen's lips, covered by a black shell, unconsciously curled into an extremely dangerous arc.

As expected, paying players and regular players are playing completely different games!

Now, Hansen is just waiting for the Monster Association to convene so he can give Psykos an unforgettable surprise gift!

(Deep underground in Z City, a busty, mature woman busy at her lab bench suddenly felt a chill down her spine: Achoo—!!)

After completing the skill point allocation, Han Sen did not attempt further fusion evolution of SSR+ transcendent abilities.

(Inhuman System: You dog! You've exploited a bug to turn the ability to gamble on probabilities into a new way to evade taxes, haven't you!)

Instead, after a short rest and a briefing on the progress of the base construction of clone No. 8, it left the deep sea abyss.

Firstly, many SSR characters have just reached the maximum level and have not yet reached their ultimate potential, so there are not many ability combinations to choose from.

Secondly, the remaining source points need to be used as resource reserves for pay-to-win tactics, so they can't be spent all at once just for a moment of pleasure.

Meanwhile, deep under the sea.

The second-generation Deep Sea King, "Orca King," was commanding his subordinates with great pride as they escorted a large group of grotesque sea creatures who were missing limbs and filled with despair.

"Men, get your act together!"

"These prisoners are all offerings to the supreme Insect God! Not a single one of them is to be lost!!"

At his command, followers flocked to him.

The Orca King of today is no longer the ordinary Demon-level monster it once was.

During this time, it followed Han Sen's clone in battles across the country, constantly fighting and killing, obtaining countless amounts of high-quality flesh and blood, and its strength steadily increased every day.

In just over half a month, it soared from the lower end of the Ghost level to the upper end of the Ghost level.

It knew that while the power of the Sea People's royal authority was undoubtedly a factor, the true source of its glory was the noble person who had given it new life and honor.

Its gratitude and loyalty to Han Sen were deeply ingrained, no less than that of any other strange person in the Insect God Temple.

(Armed Gorilla: What... there are experts too?!)

In the deep abyss, a human figure, out of place with its surroundings, moves at high speed through this forbidden zone of life.

Leaving the underwater base of the House of Evolution, Han Sen's mind stirred, and the turbulent and chaotic deep-sea currents ahead, like tamed wild beasts, transformed into an invisible force, propelling his body through the waves.

Swimming in the water is more graceful and free than flying, as leisurely as taking a stroll in a heated pool in your own backyard.

One big spender cleared all the ability slots and pushed the two core UR abilities to the maximum level.

This sense of accomplishment from clearing away obstacles made Han Sen feel exceptionally happy.

After all, who doesn't have OCD at some point?

Just as he was about to reach the shallow sea area, he suddenly sensed a complex and chaotic wave of life coming from afar, like a noisy radio signal traveling along the ocean current.

Han Sen raised an eyebrow, his gaze piercing through the endless darkness beneath the deep sea, following the direction his senses had locked onto.

Chapter 133 The giant beast attacks

In the deep sea, Han Sen gazed into the distance.

At the edge of the horizon, a vast army of sea people was marching.

It was a legion of hundreds of bizarre sea creatures. These sea monsters were generally enormous, with the smallest being five to ten meters tall.

As the entire procession moved forward, the ocean currents it stirred up resembled tidal waves, creating an exceptionally grand spectacle.

At the very front of the group was a black and white orca monster, over twenty meters tall, with a fierce aura.

Its massive body was smooth and moist, its thick limbs bulging with muscles—it was none other than the second-generation "Deep Sea King," personally bestowed upon it by Han Sen.

Previously known as the "Deep-Sea Whale," now known as the "King of Orcas."

Behind the column, a large number of sea people prisoners, missing limbs or broken arms, were being escorted.

The prisoners were all dejected, their eyes filled with despair and numbness, clearly having just experienced a crushing defeat.

"It's you, Deep Sea Guy."

Han Sen's figure stopped silently, hovering in the water in front of the formation, observing the sea people army with great interest.

The sudden sound of human voices was no less than a piercing whistle in a silent, dark haunted house, instantly causing chaos in the entire group.

All the sea people soldiers stopped what they were doing and looked warily toward the source of the sound. They were surprised to find that a tiny human had appeared in their path.

The orca monster's small eyes suddenly narrowed, its sharp gaze instantly locking onto Han Sen.

When it realized that the other party was just a handsome and tall young human, a hint of doubt flashed in its eyes, but it was quickly replaced by vigilance.

In its perception as a demon-level monster, the human in front of it was nothing special, clearly just an ordinary person.

But here is the problem.

They live in the deep sea abyss, tens of thousands of meters below the surface. How could an ordinary human appear there so easily?

Out of instinctual affinity for orcas, it did not attack rashly. Instead, it raised its strong, finned arm to signal its subordinates to be quiet and asked in a deep voice, "Human... who are you? Why are you here?"

Han Sengang realized the problem and muttered to himself, "Oh, I forgot that I'm currently in a weak human form."

Before he finished speaking, his ordinary casual clothes seemed to come alive, instantly transforming into flowing liquid black light.

These substances, like tentacles born from the abyss, surged wildly across his body, recombining and intertwining!

The next second, the black light substance shimmering with a matte metallic luster suddenly froze, transforming into a hideous set of pitch-black armor that completely covered Han Sen from head to toe.

The shoulder armor was like a blade, the patterns on the breastplate resembled the head of a ferocious beast, and the long, narrow claws, like daggers, gleamed with a chilling light, ready to devour anyone who dared to bite.

The faint traces of human presence vanished without a trace, replaced by a kingly, profound, and abyss-like aura of power!

Resuming his freakish form, Han Sen's burning eyes looked down at the dumbfounded orca monster.

"So, what now?"

The familiar scent, the familiar voice, the familiar sense of oppression!

The orca king's massive body trembled violently, its huge tail fin swung instinctively, and it stumbled backward several steps in the water, nearly knocking over its personal guards behind it.

"I'm sorry, Lord 'Insect God'! I didn't recognize you just now!"