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

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"Genos, let's begin the special training you want!"

Saitama, dressed in his signature yellow and red battle suit, scratched his chin and spoke innocently to Genos in front of him.

Although he didn't know how to make a cyborg stronger besides replacing parts, after all...

Having collected so much tuition from other people's children, teachers still have to do their job.

"is teacher!"

After yesterday's confrontation with King, Genos had some ideas in mind.

He immediately thought of verifying with Saitama and made a request for special combat training.

Just then, Saitama was temporarily freed from his daily part-time job—although the S-class hero stipend hadn't been issued yet, Genos's tuition fees were enough for him to live on for a while—and having nothing else to do, he agreed.

"Teacher, I am about to use the wide-area destructive weapon mounted on the machine. Please be careful!"

"Oh, that kind of fire-breathing technique? No problem."

In an instant, flames from the "burning cannon" shot into the sky, and the already ravaged ground was once again subjected to a large-scale barrage of artillery fire!

Genos's fighting style is inherently biased towards large-area AOE and ranged firepower output. He may seem incapable of killing people, but the intensity of a casual attack is enough to destroy a building or even the street.

Of course, when encountering stronger opponents of the same or higher level, it's easy to use high-powered weapons to kill mosquitoes, resulting in the embarrassing situation of burning through funds but often failing to kill the enemy.

On a nearby hillside, Hansen and King leisurely set up a barbecue grill while watching the game.

Fresh pork chops and skewered yakitori sizzle over charcoal, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, filling the air with their aroma.

Tornado was still fast asleep in her apartment because she had been exhausted by Han Sen last night, and she didn't come along.

Therefore, today is another gathering of true men in the hot pot group.

Before long, the roaring sound subsided.

Saitama's clothes were only slightly dirty, while Genos's eyes were lifeless, clearly indicating that he had been deeply shocked.

Previously, he only knew that his teacher was very strong. After directly experiencing the terrifying fist that was equivalent to death, he gained a clearer understanding of Saitama's strength.

"King, thank you for your guidance. I have benefited greatly from the verification just now."

Coming to his senses, Genos politely thanked King: "Please be sure to leave the grilling to me."

King, who didn't feel like he had done anything wrong, said, "Ah... okay."

Just as the three were enjoying the fun of a barbecue in the wild, a sudden, violent tremor came from the ground.

Rumble——!

Not far away, a huge figure burst out of the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

It was a giant beetle, comparable in size to an 8-ton truck, covered in a steel-hard, bluish-black carapace. Its six menacing limbs were deeply embedded in the ground, and its enormous compound eyes gleamed with a brutal red light.

“Chichichichi——!!!”

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The beetle monster let out a piercing shriek, and the sound waves spread out as visible ripples, making the pebbles on the ground tremble.

The outstretched limbs froze in mid-air, looking ferocious and terrifying, like the entrance pose of the final BOSS, followed by what seemed to be the opening remarks of a monster produced in a training school.

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

"I am the 'Centennial Steel Armor Larva'!"

"Having slumbered for a hundred years, I have been awakened today by the disturbance of you ants!"

"All life on this land will become sustenance for my coming-of-age ceremony!"

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Its sound travels through the air via high-frequency vibrations of its neck carapace, carrying a sharp, metallic quality that is particularly piercing.

His words were filled with a brutality and hunger for killing and eating.

"Oh? There are ingredients... no, a strange person has arrived."

Han Sen raised an eyebrow and looked at the large insect with great interest.

—Remove the head and internal organs, then grill it over charcoal. The protein content is at least 60 times that of beef, with a chicken flavor and a crunchy texture!

Beside him, Saitama's eyes also revealed a strange gleam of a gourmet discovering a new ingredient.

—With such a big size, the meat must be very firm, right?

Although his true form is a Zerg monster, Han Sen has no qualms about eating insects.

The strange people in this world are rarely related by blood or ethnicity; they are all unique individuals born from mutation.

Moreover, the laws of the food chain are inherently so simple and unadorned.

If you don't sit at the table, you might be served on the table.

This weirdo, exuding a demon-level aura, is perfect for today's lunch.

Saitama subconsciously swallowed, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the beetle monster's massive limbs and thick abdomen: "It says it's a larva~~?"

Han Sen replied naturally, "Hmm, the meat must be very tender, right?"

Saitama nodded in deep agreement: "It should taste delicious when grilled."

The two eccentric food enthusiasts exchanged a glance, confirming with their eyes that they were people who knew how to eat.

Due to the distance, the beetle that had just woken up was unaware that another unfortunate creature that had also just woken up had been eaten to a skeleton by the group of people in the distance and was still waving its sharp forelimbs triumphantly.

"Saitama-sensei!"

Meanwhile, on the hot pot team's side, Genos, who was wearing an apron and diligently turning over the skewers in front of the grill just a moment ago, suddenly burst out with blue arcs of electricity.

He ripped off his apron, and his full-body armor plates quickly closed, activating combat mode!

In a flash, he shielded Saitama and Han Sen behind him.

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Genos's incinerator cannons opened their muzzles, and the power thrusters throughout his body generated intense flames powerful enough to distort the air, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"This strange man must be dealt with by me!"

"Uh……!"

Saitama watched his resolute back, hesitated for a moment, and then earnestly instructed, "Then remember not to overcook it."

If overcooked, the meat will become tough and unpalatable.

Upon hearing this, Genos's handsome metallic body trembled violently, and data streams flashed through his golden electronic eyes like a waterfall!

—What the teacher means is…

—I see! I understand now!

Genos's core processor was running at breakneck speed, instantly deciphering Saitama's seemingly casual remark into three profound layers of meaning!

—Firstly, it means literally that it reminds me to pay attention to firepower control during battle, to meticulously manage my own strength, and to use every bit of energy wisely!

—Secondly, tactical guidance! "Don't go too far" is a warning to me that my combat style relies too much on the wide-range, high-output "incineration cannon," which consumes a lot of energy, has a single attack pattern, and is easily countered by the enemy!

—Thirdly, the philosophy of battle! The flame represents both power and the mind. Going too far serves as a warning against being blinded by the desire for battle and the rage of revenge; it reminds me to always maintain calm and rational judgment!

This is a test of my mindset!

—I see… Every word the teacher said contained such profound wisdom!

Having figured all this out, Genos felt a sudden clarity in his mind.

He glanced at the beetle-like monster exuding a powerful aura, and an unprecedented fighting spirit ignited in his golden electronic eyes.

"Leave it to me, Saitama-sensei! I will not let you down!"

"No, it feels like this kid suddenly got all fired up, like he's been injected with adrenaline."

The air felt noticeably hotter as a result, and Saitama scratched his bald head, looking puzzled.

Even without his "Imagination Power," Han Sen could guess Xiao Jie's rich inner thoughts and laughed, "He probably imagined something strange from your words and gained motivation and belief, right?"

"Hey, did I say anything?"

Saitama blinked, looking up at the sky as he tried to recall, but ultimately came up empty-handed.

"Damn it, I won't chat with Genos after drinking anymore, lest I say something that the kid misunderstands..."

Just as the two were discussing, Genos let out a low shout, and the thrusters on his legs instantly spewed out streams of scorching flames!

He shot off like a cannonball, leaving a charred trail on the ground as he hurtled toward the Steel Armor Larva Monster!

Saitama glanced at it twice and then stopped paying attention, since he was purely a physical fighter and couldn't understand the combat of cyborgs at all.

Yes, that perfectly matches his understanding of the game and his skill level.

The next moment, he had already vanished like a blur and slipped back to the barbecue grill, picked up a skewer of freshly grilled pork belly, and began to eat it with relish.

"You're just going to become a hands-off boss now," Han Sen couldn't help but complain as he watched this scene.

"It was Genos who requested it."

Saitama grilled pork belly with one hand and took the yakitori that King had grilled and handed over after taking over Genos's job with the other, enjoying it immensely.

"Besides, I really don't know how to teach him to become stronger; he's a cyborg."

"Shouldn't the performance of a machine be determined at the factory?"

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in King's eyes.

No, even machines, or pre-programmed game characters, have their own souls!

Clearly, he did not agree with Saitama's statement on this matter.

However, King did not raise any objections, but instead focused some of his attention on the battle that was about to break out in the sky.

—Go for it, Genos!

—If you get damaged, my hot pot will be in danger!

“It’s alright,” Han Sen said casually as he joined the skewer-eating group. “Jenos will figure it out on his own. Look, it’s already started.”

On the other side, Genos was already locked in battle with the monster.

This time, he combined King's generous teachings from yesterday with Saitama's profound admonition, and instead of starting with the incineration cannon as usual, he chose to probe at close range!

The iron fist, encased in alloy, slammed heavily into the beetle monster's shell with the force of a blast!

A series of dazzling sparks erupted, followed by a loud "clang"!

The powerful recoil caused Genos's arm to go slightly numb—meaning the built-in sensors of the bionic muscle system were slightly blocked.

On the monster's shell, only a faint white mark remained.

"What a hard shell!"

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"What a hard shell!"

Genos was startled; his core processor immediately analyzed that the opponent's physical defense was far greater than expected!

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

The century-old steel-armored larva was thoroughly enraged by this. It opened its mouthparts, which resembled giant hydraulic shears, and spurred them forward with a fierce peck!

The speed was as fast as lightning. Genos only felt a blur before his eyes, and a foul-smelling gust of wind rushed towards him!

—Preparatory movement detected: head tilts back for 0.2 seconds, mouthpart muscles contract! Attack pattern: linear piercing!

The King's teachings resonated in my mind!

Genos's brain worked at lightning speed, completing the analysis almost instantly.

Instead of taking a hard hit or retreating significantly, he made a slight adjustment to his foot propellers, and his body slid sideways at an extremely precise angle.

The sharp proboscis barely grazed his cheek, and the fierce wind it generated even scraped a tiny spark off his metal face!

—Attack over, estimated recovery time 0.3 seconds! Opportunity!

—Now!