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

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Time flow returns to normal.

Without any hesitation, the fist, infused with a violent plasma current, slammed into the monster's face on its chest!

boom--! ! !

A sonic boom roared, and lightning flashed!

The massive body of the rampaging dishwasher exploded instantly with a loud "bang," like a watermelon being hit head-on by a battering ram!

Without giving it any time to react, terrifying power was transmitted layer by layer, penetrating through it!

The grotesque face on its chest, which had been displaying a look of astonishment a moment ago, exploded into countless fragments of parts and wires mixed with unidentified flesh and blood tissue. These fragments were then licked by the raging electric current in mid-air, breaking down into even finer dust!

[Defeat the Demon-level monster "Rampaging Dishwasher" and obtain 888 Origin Points!]

Only then did the deafening explosion arrive, and the shockwave, like rolling thunder, swept across the entire street!

The two Hero Association staff members were blown backward by the surging strong wind, staring dumbfounded at the flying and obliterated monster remains, their minds blank.

With just one punch, he almost completely wiped out a demon-level monster with incredible destructive power from the physical level!

Hammerd snapped out of his daze, his voice trembling with excitement: "That's incredible! Mr. Hansen! One punch! One punch and he's wiped out the monster!"

"Yes! The battle was over before even the disaster alarms could sound."

Slater, the assistant, was equally excited, her hands trembling and her words incoherent: "He said he didn't want to be a hero... This man... he's the embodiment of the word 'hero'!"

The two looked excitedly at the spot where Han Sen had just stood, only to find it completely empty, with not a single person in sight.

They rubbed their eyes simultaneously, checking again.

"Huh? Oh...?"

"...Where is he!?"

The street corner next door was far from the rioting crowd and the Hero Association support staff who were on their way.

On the empty sidewalk, Hansen and the strangely dressed bald man stood facing each other.

The thrilling battle just now seemed like an illusion; the atmosphere here was unusually calm.

Han Sen approached him on his own initiative.

After confirming the monster's death, the bald man opposite him prepared to leave on his own, until he noticed Han Sen's rapid approach out of the corner of his eye and stopped in confusion.

"Huh... have they found us?"

Chapter 99 Identity Exposed (Not really)

Although she has only been in the industry for a short time, according to historical records...

Saitama already had his signature bald head a year ago.

It took me a year and a half to level up my character to the maximum level, and every day after that I became stronger than the day before!

On the other side, the bald demon king sized up Han Sen, and a hint of curiosity gradually appeared in his seemingly lifeless, dead fish eyes.

Saitama initially regarded the tall, handsome young man in front of him as just an ordinary passerby.

Out of curiosity, he grinned with his simple, bald-faced expression and took the initiative to say, "Hello, my name is Saitama, and I'm a hero for fun."

Upon hearing this classic opening line, Han Sen's feelings became somewhat complicated.

Although it wasn't the first time I'd crossed the dimensional barrier and seen a character from an anime in person, the significance that the man before me represented in this world was undoubtedly unique.

He smiled back and extended his hand to Saitama: "Hello, I'm Han Sen, a Kamen Rider who's just passing by. Remember me."

"Eh……?"

Saitama paused for a moment, shook hands with Han Sen, and asked with a troubled expression, "Do I really have to remember this?"

As the two shook hands, no system pop-up window appeared in Han Sen's mind indicating that he had access to a replicable target.

Although he had expected it, he couldn't help but feel a pang of regret, but it was only for a moment.

Han Sen knew in his heart that Saitama, this unreasonablely strong guy, was still human at heart.

He is the only human in the world whose limiter was removed without altering his species; the others... have long since mutated into monsters.

After a brief moment of distraction, Han Sen had already adjusted his mindset, shook his head and smiled: "If it were you, it wouldn't matter if you really couldn't remember."

You can't just have a knight kick you and kill you... you'd definitely die if you did that!

"Oh, all right."

Saitama couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; he seemed genuinely troubled by this issue.

After all, in his increasingly simplified mindset, remembering a complete stranger he had just met was a very troublesome thing to do.

"You were really fast just now." Saitama scratched his simply drawn cheek, his tone full of genuine admiration.

"And that electric current just now, that was amazing, was it a special effect?"

Although he had only run a few steps, this was the first time he had ever met someone who could keep up with his speed.

"Not at all, I can't compare to you," Han Sen waved his hand, looking humble. "If you hadn't stopped just now, that weirdo would have been smashed into pieces by you first."

He also told the truth.

Saitama's speed just now was absolutely incredible; it was like a game character using a teleportation cheat, completely ignoring the rules of physics.

Saitama thought about it and realized that it made sense, so he readily accepted the praise: "That's right, I guess so."

"As for the special effects..." Han Sen raised his hand, and different types of energy, such as wind, flames, and lightning, switched freely between his palms, which amazed the bald man, who exclaimed, "I guess you could call it my superpower."

“I see. Han Sen, you’re a superhuman,” Saitama nodded thoughtfully, looking enlightened. “I was wondering how a human’s fist could generate electricity.”

Han Sen: ? ? ?

Oh no, fast forward to the point where my identity is exposed (not really)!

Just as the two were earnestly exchanging pleasantries, an untimely voice suddenly rang out.

Coo coo coo... coo—

The sound originated from Saitama's belly, and it was surprisingly loud.

Saitama's expression froze, his invincible aura crumbling instantly, replaced by a hint of embarrassment.

“Oh… oh no.”

He patted his empty stomach, then looked away somewhat embarrassed: "I was in such a rush to leave that I think... I forgot to eat lunch..."

The might of the strong is utterly powerless in the face of hunger.

Seeing Saitama's embarrassed expression, Han Sen's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

Sure enough, it was that familiar bald demon king.

"Perfect timing, I haven't eaten either." Han Sen pointed to the center of the commercial street not far away, his tone casual. "Want to join me? My treat."

"Oh? I can't accept this..."

Since he had just met a stranger, Saitama instinctively wanted to refuse.

Although he was poor, he still had his own principles and would not take advantage of strangers.

However, his gaze followed the direction Han Sen was pointing and he saw the shop's sign.

A giant French fry man wearing a crown, with several large, glittering gold words below him—

King Fries Burgers!

Saitama's eyes widened instantly.

He knew this restaurant; although it was just a slightly upscale burger chain, the ingredients were of high quality, and the prices were quite expensive for his budget.

the most important is……

They sell his favorite extra-long fries there!

The words of refusal were on the tip of my tongue, but I abruptly changed them into an enthusiastic exclamation.

"Oh dear...that's really troublesome!"

Saitama grinned, all his previous embarrassment and reserve vanishing, and a sun-like smile bloomed on his simple, bald face.

The gleaming, smooth forehead seemed to say—

Good bro, I'll remember you!

Han Sen chuckled inwardly as he looked at him.

Indeed, nothing brings a poor glutton closer than a free feast.

If so, then two meals.

(Inside the Monster Association, Pochi suddenly looked up alertly: "Awoo, awoo—! (Something's wrong, he has another dog!)")

"Then let's go."

Han Sen waved and walked ahead, with Saitama following closely behind at lightning speed: "Alright!"

Inside the French Fries King restaurant, the two people had piles of food in front of them.

Although Saitama consumed a lot of hamburgers, fries, and sugary drinks, the total amount of food he consumed was still within the range of an average human.

Han Sen had anticipated this.

In the original timeline, Saitama once encountered the Pig God and together they participated in a challenge to eat an extra-large deluxe ramen and get a free meal. The result...

It's just a mystery how this seemingly ordinary body and ordinary appetite could unleash such terrifying, world-destroying power.

Just as Saitama was happily finishing the last extra-long fries, the two prepared to part ways.

Han Sen's movements suddenly paused slightly, and a barely perceptible ripple flashed deep in his eyes.

Just now, a series of system kill notifications, so dense they almost filled the screen, popped up wildly in his mind.

After a waterfall of continuous screen refreshes, the increase in Origin Points reached an astonishing 100,000, exceeding the total amount of a berserk Asura Rhinoceros Beetle!

(The Asura rhinoceros beetle with a halo: Yes, I am the new unit of measurement.)

He immediately understood when he turned on the Hansen network, which he usually blocked.

It turned out to be the orca monster, the second-generation "Deep Sea King" he had appointed, who was working hard.

Based on its memory, it located the hideouts of several hostile forces.

The Sea People are not a monolithic entity. Although the Deep Sea King claims to be the overlord of the deep sea and does indeed possess such strength, in reality, he only truly controls a portion of the nearshore area.

Hostile forces certainly exist, and there are quite a few of them.

With the orca monster as their guide, pointing out the way, the army of clones immediately poured into the ocean and launched a massive attack, almost crushing the various nests.

Having practically gained over 100,000 Origin Points for free, Han Sen was in high spirits.

Saitama, who was wiping his mouth, keenly noticed that Han Sen's lips were slightly upturned, but he didn't ask any questions about his good brother who had invited him to lunch.

—Maybe he was thinking of something happy?

"My stomach feels much better now that I'm full. Thank you for the treat! Wait a minute..." Saitama stood up and stretched, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and his expression changed.

"Oh, I almost forgot that a supermarket in City A is having an egg sale this afternoon. I have to hurry and grab some!"

With that, he hurriedly prepared to leave.

Han Sen: "..."

As expected of you, you even know so much about the special egg sale in supermarkets in City A!

Chapter 100 A World That Can't Be Praised

"Han Sen, thank you for your hospitality today! Don't forget what I said before, I'll treat you to hot pot next time!"

Saitama patted his belly contentedly and made a serious promise to Han Sen.

Han Sen smiled and nodded in response, but couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

Given this person's spending habits, the so-called hot pot feast is probably just discounted meat rolls and vegetables from the supermarket.

However, if I could join the hot pot group, or even become one of its founders, then...

Bringing your own food and drinks is also acceptable!