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

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The Monster Association, the Temple of Insects.

Sykes, dressed in a fitted black suit, was kneeling behind Han Sen, her slender, white fingers massaging his shoulders with just the right amount of pressure.

Beside him, the alluring "Mosquito Girl" and the graceful "Plasma Dancer" handed Han Sen cut fruit and chilled drinks, their movements so practiced as if they had rehearsed them a thousand times.

Enjoying the attentive service from the eccentric maid crew, Han Sen stretched and casually remarked.

"Sykes, get ready."

"Prepare what?" Sykes asked instinctively, but her hands didn't dare stop moving.

"Let's debut."

The fierce-looking older woman froze, wondering if she had misheard.

Han Sen turned his head, looked at her pretty face full of question marks, and repeated himself.

"Not only you, but I will select a group of promising Demon-level monsters and train them to master monster-like transformation abilities to become Neo heroes."

The so-called training is naturally Dr. Genus's biotechnology modification. Even if there are a few difficult cases, Han Sen's "imaginary divine power" is also very good at plastic surgery.

Sykes' pupils trembled, and the system crashed on the spot.

She is the creator of the Monster Association, the chosen one who yearns to overturn human civilization and achieve the ultimate life form on Earth!

Now, you want to be a hero?

To protect those "planetary parasites" she once wanted to eliminate?

And she also has to become colleagues with those self-righteous heroes she hates the most?

This is simply... utterly ridiculous!

“No…no!” Sykes protested instinctively. “My king! This is absolutely not allowed! I…how can I become a hero!”

"Why not?" Han Sen retorted. "You're so smart, you have leadership skills, and you're good-looking too."

"With the addition of the two of them, and with a little packaging, they could definitely become a new generation of idol hero group."

"Idol...hero?"

Sykes felt her worldview was crumbling.

"Your Majesty, we understand."

The Mosquito Girl and the Plasma Dancer on the side had no objections and respectfully bowed to accept the order.

For them, the Monster King's orders...

Chapter 242 The old man is really bad

Looking at his two unscrupulous subordinates, Sykes almost choked on his breath, his chest heaving violently in a breathtaking arc.

Seeing her hesitation, Han Sen said slowly, "Just treat this as an infiltration mission. Taking control of the hero organization and even the human world from within—isn't that exactly what you excel at?"

Upon hearing this, Sykes' heart stirred.

From mastering heroes to ruling the human world!

This tactic... doesn't seem so unacceptable?

Seeing his burly female secretary's serious expression as she began to think, Han Sen knew that this shrewd woman had taken the bait.

Sykes remained kneeling, a hint of desire flickering in the complex expression on her beautiful face.

From the leader of the Monster Association who is about to overturn human civilization, to the reserve center position of an idol hero group about to debut.

The change in identity was so drastic that her brilliant mind became slightly overheated from information overload.

"Your Majesty, isn't this plan... absurd?"

She tried one last time to find the right word to describe the plan.

Han Sen's expression was completely hidden beneath his black mask; he merely uttered a faint single syllable without even turning around.

Sykes fell silent instantly, a chill running from her tailbone straight to the top of her head.

She knew very well that although the man in front of her seemed easygoing most of the time, his will did not tolerate any disobedience.

She dared not think about the consequences of resistance, nor did she want to experience them again.

We already have enough to endure from the daily service!

—Fine, I'll just go into hiding then.

Dismantling the enemy from within sounds like an area I'm good at.

Sykes comforted herself in this way, slowly stood up, and forcibly resumed her usual shrewd and capable demeanor.

But deep in his eyes, a lingering sense of confusion and humiliation remained.

“I understand, Your Majesty.” She bowed slightly. “I will immediately begin selecting suitable members and assembling the team.”

"Very good." Han Sen nodded in satisfaction, enjoying her expression of being unwilling yet having no choice but to comply, and added with a wicked sense of humor, "Looks and figure are the primary standards; strength can be cultivated later."

“Go ahead, I have high hopes for you, future idol and hero, Miss Sykes.”

Upon hearing the title "idol hero," Sykes's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, but she ultimately said nothing.

Leading "Mosquito Girl" and "Plasma Dancer," who had already begun whispering about who would take the center position and what their roles would be in the team, she turned and left the main hall.

Silence returned to the main hall.

Han Sen closed his eyes, enjoying a moment of peace.

"Since they are idols, they can't debut looking like weirdos, so image management is a must."

As he pondered this, Han Sen gently tapped the armrest of the throne with his sharp claws.

"The Neo organization hasn't officially announced it yet, but it can be made its debut as a solo hero in advance. This is a common tactic used by hero organizations for promotion, and they will definitely follow up and cooperate."

When he thought about packaging, he naturally thought of one person.

Just then, as if by telepathy, a strangely shaped black communicator in the "Imaginary Kingdom" emitted a soft "beep beep beep" sound.

It's Dr. Genus's exclusive route.

Han Sen casually took out his communicator and answered the call. A holographic projection immediately appeared in front of him.

In the scene, Dr. Genus is wearing a white lab coat, with a laboratory filled with various sophisticated instruments in the background. On his handsome and sinister villainous face, an uncontrollable look of joy is on his face.

"Boss, I have accomplished my mission! The second phase of the experimental project has been a complete success!"

Dr. Genos pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the frantically pulsating light of data.

"Really? In what way?" Han Sen's tone was calm and composed, as if he had everything under control.

"All of them!" Dr. Genus's voice rose several octaves as he excitedly pointed to a huge culture tank behind him.

In the culture tank, a figure even more imposing than the original Asura Rhinoceros Beetle floated silently in the nutrient solution, its robust muscle lines exuding an explosive sense of power.

"As per your instructions, the mass-produced Asura has completed its final adjustments! Its regular combat power surpasses the original in every aspect! The probability of loss of control and cost are both controlled to one-tenth of the original!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a test video played on the screen next to him: a mass-produced Asura casually punched a simulated small mountain into dust!

"The first batch of 200 heads has already been put into mass production, and they will reach maturity in about five days!"

"Oh? Such a large expansion at once!"

“Yes, it’s quite a coincidence,” Dr. Genos pushed up his glasses. “The biomass materials you recently provided are enough for the production lines at both bases to complete a large-scale expansion simultaneously, and I had already prepared a construction plan for the backup production lines beforehand, so we simply built and put them into operation.”

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A glint flashed in Han Sen's eyes. The larger the scale of mass-produced Dragon-level Leeks, the greater the benefits in terms of Origin Points.

As an employee, Dr. Genus could easily run for Employee of the Year. Taking over the House of Evolution was definitely the best decision he made since his transmigration, without exception.

Suppressing his joy, Han Sen said calmly, "If there's any other good news, let's share it all at once."

"Indeed, there's more good news, and not only that!"

Dr. Genos immediately pulled up another data report, on which the data stream refreshed like a waterfall.

"Based on the large number of cell samples you provided, and after tens of thousands of simulations and gene recombinations, 'Evolutionary Cell 2.0' has been successfully developed!"

"The new version of the evolution cell has eliminated all the flaws of the old version and can reliably increase the base life level and energy limit of monsters at the Demon level and above! With long-term use, there is even a chance that Demon-level monsters can directly break through to the Dragon level!"

Han Sen raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mass-producing Asuras only increased his reserves of Origin Points, while "Evolution Cell 2.0" directly raised the combat power ceiling of his subordinates.

In Han Sen's plan, this is where he can best unite the Monster Association.

Of course, he's also happy to turn those who are unwilling to coalesce into raw materials of various forms to help other oddballs coalesce.

"Very good, Dr. Genus, you always manage to surprise me," Hansen praised.

“It is my honor to serve you, boss!” Dr. Genus nodded slightly, a fervent glint in his eyes through the holographic projection. “Your very existence is a miracle of life’s evolution! If I could be fortunate enough to participate in this great cause…”

Han Sen immediately understood his ulterior motives as soon as he opened his mouth.

That old geezer is really wicked. Are you thinking about your lousy business?

You just want my body!

Chapter 243 The Changes in Fubuki

"Alright, alright, let's discuss this later. I have something else that needs to be taken care of immediately."

Hansen interrupted Dr. Genus's long-winded explanation and asked, "Doctor, do you have any technology related to monster mimicry and humanoid transformation?"

"The ability to transform into a human form?" Upon hearing this, Dr. Genus immediately grasped the key point. "There have been similar studies before, and the technology is close to maturity, but it has been shelved because there is no need to infiltrate human society."

"If you, boss, have any needs, we can restart the relevant project at any time!"

"As expected of a PhD, he is indeed very well-rounded."

Han Sen praised him and then said, "Get ready. I'll be sending over a batch of weirdos soon to undergo shape-changing modifications."

Upon hearing this, Dr. Genus paused for a moment, but still recorded the seemingly strange command without hesitation.

He knew that Han Sen had a large, eccentric organization under his command.

But before that, he had only taken two Demon-level monsters from his subordinates, and there had been no other interaction between them.

Dr. Genus didn't ask any further questions, after all...

The boss's will must have a deeper meaning.

Such as this time.

—Perhaps…this is also some kind of infiltration plan into human society?

—Disguising powerful monsters as idols to corrupt humanity on a spiritual level?

Dr. Genos imagined the scenario and looked at Hansen with increasing awe.

—As expected of the boss! Even his strategies are so far-reaching!

A high-end commercial district near the Hero Association headquarters in City A.

This is the most bustling area of ​​the entire city, with towering buildings and throngs of people.

Suddenly, the sky darkened.

People strolling in the street looked up in confusion, only to see a huge shadow covering the entire block.

"Then...what is that?!"

Someone screamed in terror.

Suddenly, a large group of strange creatures with bat wings and shapes resembling giant eyeballs appeared in the sky.

They were so densely packed that they blotted out the sky, and there must have been at least a thousand of them!

Each eyeball monster's pupil shimmered with an eerie purple light.

"Chirp chirp chirp—!"

They emitted piercing shrieks, and waves of purple mental shockwaves, like a torrential rain, rained down from the sky, indiscriminately bombarding the crowd below!

"Help!"

Those struck by the mental shockwave clutched their heads, screamed in agony, and collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.