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

His tall, 1.95-meter frame seemed to have undergone countless refinements and optimizations, with his muscle lines becoming even more perfect and full.

Beneath the strong, flawless skin, it seemed as if molten gold was flowing and surging.

The bulging muscle groups seemed to want to break free from the skin's constraints, but were firmly suppressed within Han Sen's body by his will.

Unable to be completely contained, the golden energy transformed into a blazing golden flame, with streaks of golden lightning-like energy constantly flowing and exploding in the surrounding space, dyeing the sky a dazzling gold.

【Han Sen (Human Form)】

[Disaster Level: Dragon or higher]

The system's disaster level assessment panel has finally broken through the shackles of the Dragon Peak, stepping into a brand new realm that surpasses the vast majority of disasters for the frail human body!

Putting aside the huge difference in cell reserves, Han Sen's current single cell quality, after being repeatedly tempered and enhanced by many SSR+ abilities such as "overgrowth", "beast body" and "Asura power", has already far surpassed that of Black Sperm himself!

At this moment, the power boost brought about by the fusion of 10 trillion ultra-high-quality cells into the "golden form" has completely exceeded the original upper limit of this ability, reaching another dimension!

"Golden Pattern"?

"Super Saiyan Form!"

Speedy Saiyajin, though late, is here!

Tornado: !!!

What an amazing superpower!

In an instant, she felt an overwhelming force coming from her wrist, forcefully dispersing the violent psychic power that she had not yet had time to control!

The recoil even made her chest feel tight, and her petite body uncontrollably wanted to fly backward.

But the next second, she was pulled into a firm and warm embrace.

Han Sen had released her wrist at some point and instead wrapped his arms around her slender waist, holding her firmly in front of him.

She was completely stunned.

The man who was holding her had been trembling violently just moments before, but now he was as still and steady as a mountain!

From an indestructible reef to an unfathomable golden ocean, one's own telekinetic power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to shake it!

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

A magnetic voice, languid yet brimming with absolute confidence, emanated from Golden Hansen, now in his Super Saiyan form: "Let's put this battle aside for now."

"snort--!"

Once again transforming into the Crimson Steam Princess, Tatsumaki instinctively retorted, "Why, why should I listen to you...!"

Chapter 142 Bah! You're despicable!

"snort--!"

Recovering from her utter shock, Tatsumaki's proud instincts made her instinctively want to retort.

With his golden eyes fixed on the legal little girl in his arms who was still unaware that something was wrong, Han Sen did not argue with Tornado any further.

He simply put his arm around her slender waist, and with a little force, turned her around completely.

He then raised his other hand and pointed to the ruins of the city below, which had been almost completely leveled by the aftershocks of their battle.

"If we keep fighting, the damage caused by the monsters will be far less than what we can do."

Han Sen's gaze swept over the ravaged land below, a hint of amusement flashing deep within his calm golden eyes: "Tornado, as a hero, you wouldn't want to see such a scene of devastation, would you?"

As if in response to his words, the heroes and survivors who had survived the catastrophe were peeking out from the ruins where they were hiding.

With a gaze that was a mixture of awe and fear, they looked up at the two god-like figures in the sky, one golden and one green, their eyes filled with fear and awe of the unknown and monsters.

That look in Tornado's eyes is all too familiar.

The existence of people like her and Han Sen, who can change the weather and destroy cities with the slightest gesture, is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people and even heroes.

If someone is this powerful, what is the essential difference between a hero and a monster who brings disaster?

They're just monsters that could crush them at any moment.

Tornado: !!!

She subconsciously followed Han Sen's gaze, and her mind cleared in shock.

She wasn't shocked by the secondary damage the two had caused—she was used to that kind of thing.

What shocked her was...

Han Sen actually pulled me over so easily, even though I was protected by layers of telekinesis!

And...and his hand, without me even realizing it, had...and had casually wrapped around me!

A powerful, warm hand pressed tightly against her skin through the thin fabric of her swimsuit, sending waves of burning sensation through her.

"Han Sen, you... bastard!! Who, who... who gave you permission to hug me without my permission?!!!!"

A surge of heat shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and Tornado's face flushed bright red, even redder than when she was being confessed to!

Amidst her piercing screams, she struggled wildly in Han Sen's arms like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, waving her little fists and pounding his chest, which was harder than alloy.

However, Tornado's struggles, compared to Han Sen's Super Saiyan form and his ability to enter another dimension, were more like a wildcat baring its teeth in resistance, adding only to the amusement.

What puzzled her even more was that her urge to unleash her telekinetic powers and send this rude person flying didn't seem very strong, as if...

My inner instincts do not resist this strong and powerful reliance at this moment!

—What...what's going on?!

A strange sense of contradiction kept attacking the emotional areas of her mind that were completely blank, and Tornado was now truly panicking.

He feared that, as Han Sen had said, his power would spiral out of control again, completely erasing K City, which was now less than half its original size, from the map.

What she feared even more was that Han Sen might say he liked her, but was actually just toying with her!

Sensing the girl's flustered and bewildered state of mind in his arms, Han Sen, who had been savoring the softness and tenderness under his hands, stopped what he was doing, a fleeting look of heartache and pity flashing in his eyes.

His identity as a time traveler gave him complete knowledge of Tornado's tragic childhood.

I know that beneath her tough, cold, and awkward exterior lies a gentle heart that keeps people at a distance because she is afraid that her abilities will hurt others.

Hansen knew he wasn't a good person.

Nonsense, he's not even human.

—From the very beginning, he was labeled a monster by Psykos, leaving him with absolutely no choice.

— He's extremely ruthless when fighting, usually killing his enemies outright, his hands covered with the vengeful spirits of those who died with their eyes wide open.

—The local gang that tried to bully outsiders was taught a lesson by me and is still lying in the ICU, cosplaying as a vegetable.

— He never refuses any attractive members of the opposite sex who throw themselves at him because of his looks, but more often than not, he is just seeking excitement and relieving the pressure of survival through indulgence.

But even someone like me has things I want to protect!

—Tornado, Fubuki, Psykos… I will protect the homeless humans and freak girls of this world!

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The inner monologue may seem long, but in reality, Han Sen's daze only lasts for a moment.

Coming to his senses, he immediately suppressed the pity in his eyes; Tornado certainly didn't want to see such a thing.

For someone as stubbornly proud as her, pity would undoubtedly only have the opposite effect.

Having confirmed what he wanted, Han Sen looked again at the green-haired loli in his arms who was still struggling subconsciously. A conflicting feeling arose in his heart: he wanted to crush and bully her, but also wanted to take good care of her.

Sure enough, when a man wants to be smug, he's just being dramatic!

Maintaining the reproduction of the group is simply fulfilling the task assigned by DNA and instinct!

In this regard, the strong should shoulder more responsibility!

"Sorry, I just accidentally hugged her!"

Bringing his thoughts back, Han Sen deliberately offered a brief apology.

Tornado: “…”

"What kind of apology is this?!"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Tornado was no longer confused and was so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

Just as she was about to unleash another burst of energy, Han Sen's next words interrupted her spellcasting once again.

"However, between opposite sexes, especially when there is attraction between them, such involuntary behavior should be forgivable, right?"

"I just made the mistake that all men make."

Han Sen lowered his head, his golden eyes gazing closely at the pair of emerald green pupils in his arms, filled with shame and indignation. His tone became gentle and sincere.

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"And as a remarkable hero who has saved countless people, and also a beautiful girl with qualities such as sexiness and cuteness, it's only natural that she's liked, right?"

He paused, as if giving the other person time to think, before asking softly in an almost seductive tone, "What do you think, Tornado?"

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Tornado: “…”

(Tornado: Bah! You're despicable! You just want my body!!)

(Han Sen: No seats—!!)

Chapter 143 Keeping my word is my ninja way!

Beep—beep—beep—!

At that moment, Han Sen seemed to hear a series of ship horns rising from above the tornado, representing the burning out of the CPU.

It's down again.

This series of overwhelming and fierce attacks is equivalent to a world-class striker firing a dozen shots into an empty net.

It caused the barren, uncultivated emotional and cognitive domain of the tornado to completely collapse.

These questions were increasingly pointed and increasingly difficult to answer, leaving her with no room for rebuttal.

To be honest, I hate it...

She...she didn't seem to feel much pure dislike for the man holding her.

Those warm hands, that firm chest, that magnetic voice—they were like a poison, silently numbing her rebellious spirits.

Although she hadn't admitted defeat in her heart, Tornado also acknowledged that Han Sen was only the second person in her life whose strength she could truly respect!

At the same time, he was the first person to dare to praise himself so openly, instead of being afraid of his own strength!

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man's face, which was almost unfairly handsome under the golden light, and Tornado subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of sweet saliva.

Besides, he... is really good-looking!

Although...but...!

She is... "The Terrifying Tornado"!!

The last shred of stubbornness and perseverance in his heart barely held up the mental defenses that had been shattered by Han Sen's fierce attack.

"you……!"

Tornado struggled violently, instinctively unleashing its full power amplified by telekinesis.

Then, to her surprise, she found that she had actually... easily broken free from the man's strong and warm embrace.

This feeling of punching cotton instead left her feeling lost and bewildered, like a lost kitten.

After the other person forcibly hugged me, it seemed that they didn't really exert any force anymore.

At this moment, she simply gazes at herself with a calm yet appreciative and clear look.

The silent, burning golden flames made him look like a kind-hearted god encountered by a stray cat.

—He's so...gentle!

The thought popped out of her head uncontrollably, making Tornado's heart skip a beat.

"Pervert...pervert...!!!"