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He put down his coffee cup, his eyes filled with admiration: "Even with the strongest invincible power on Earth, he is still so diligent, fighting every day to protect peace. He is truly a role model for all heroes!"
Upon hearing this, several colleagues nearby crowded over to take a look at the report, and then burst into exclamations of amazement and agreement.
"My goodness! It's only morning and Lord King has already solved so many strange cases?"
"Yes, yes, King is truly great! With him around, the citizens of M City can live so peacefully."
“A friend of mine just moved to M City last month. He said that ever since he learned that King lives in M City, he has been sleeping much more soundly at night, and his insomnia, which used to bother him, has been cured without any medication!”
For a time, the office was filled with praise for King.
Inside King's luxury apartment.
The morning's intensive training nearly drained King of all his energy, leaving him so exhausted that he lay there until evening before barely recovering.
Han Sen thoughtfully packed him top-quality grilled meat from the nearby food street, high-protein deep-sea sashimi, and various nutritious fruits and vegetables.
Firstly, to ensure that King receives timely replenishment after training, and secondly, to prevent the strongest person on earth from dying young under my careful guidance.
Inside King's room, the light from the computer screen illuminated Han Sen's handsome, youthful profile.
He unceremoniously requisitioned the S-class hero's personal computer, while the landlord was kindly sent to the living room to play games.
After all, having slacked off for two days, it's time to symbolically pay attention to the mission objectives.
First, he skillfully located a folder named "Study Materials" deep within the D drive.
With a critical and research-oriented mindset, Han Sen opened one of the subdirectories and found a series of hidden video files.
after an hour.
"Tsk tsk, the world is going to the dogs, people's hearts are no longer what they used to be! King's taste... is quite niche, isn't it?"
Han Sen rubbed his slightly sore eyes, muttered to himself, and then got down to business.
A typical search will bring up a series of recent news reports about M City.
"A vicious murder has occurred on the commercial street in the North District of M City. The victim's body was charred black, suspected to be caused by high-temperature burns..."
"A series of assassinations has occurred again, with all victims exhibiting severe burns. Police are urging the public to be vigilant..."
"Several more homeless people have died under mysterious circumstances, with obvious signs of burning at the scene..."
Han Sen selected key descriptions from multiple reports and compared them with the methods and abilities of "Flem of Inferno" in the Monster Association's intelligence. He was basically certain that it was the work of the same person.
He marked the locations of these cases on an electronic map in chronological order.
The red markers on the map form a continuous area. After simple reasoning and analysis, a cluster of unfinished buildings located in the central area where many incidents occurred appears particularly suspicious.
“Nine times out of ten, this is it…” Han Sen stroked his chin, a knowing glint in his eyes. “Just look at Sonico Sonic, who’s also from a ninja village. That guy always likes to go into these godforsaken, abandoned buildings.”
It's not because ninjas love to sleep in unfinished buildings, but because these places are usually complex and have many obstacles.
It is suitable for concealing one's form and also facilitates all sorts of strange ninja training.
However, confirming the approximate location of the target does not mean that action should be taken immediately.
Han Sen glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen and stretched comfortably.
Anyway, the funds for this week's operation have already been advanced, who knows if there will be any extra reward for going back to report early.
"Sigh, I finally get to go on a business trip and enjoy the prosperity of the human world, why am I being so enthusiastic?"
With the lofty belief that "a weirdo who doesn't slack off isn't a good employee," Han Sen decisively decided to observe for a while longer.
Well, it's not too late to set off after we've fully ascertained the movements of the Blazing Flame.
In reality, it's about openly enjoying paid leave until the task's deadline.
The morning sunlight once again bathed King's apartment.
Surprisingly, King actually gritted his teeth and persevered with the Saitama-style training that Han Sen casually mentioned.
Although he was still exhausted every day, with no strength to even lift a finger, his frail body seemed to miraculously adapt to this intense torment.
Perhaps it was the will to survive that unleashed his potential, perhaps it was the imminent breaking of his human limitations, or perhaps he had overtrained himself and his body was mutating into a monster...
At this moment, King, having finished his forced morning exercise, slumped listlessly on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, pondering why life was so difficult.
Han Sen, carrying a steaming cup of coffee, strolled out of the guest room. Looking at King's miserable state, he nodded in satisfaction.
"King, it seems the 'Strongest on Earth Training Program' is showing initial results! You've already completed the entire training regimen in less than a week."
King didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids; he could only let out a weak groan from his throat.
"By the way," Han Sen changed the subject, "I've submitted some resumes online these past few days, but it seems there aren't any suitable high-paying positions for me in M City."
"However, a company in another city invited me for an interview. If it goes well, I might not be coming back today."
—What! Such great news!!
A dying patient suddenly sits up in shock, a dying old tree is rejuvenated!
King suddenly sprang up from the sofa, fully recharged!
The weariness vanished from the fierce-looking scarred face, replaced by excitement and ecstasy!
—Is Han Senjun leaving?
—Is this demon finally leaving?!
—My game! My anime waifus! My warm bed!
—Can I finally go back to my happy and carefree otaku life...?
Although he was overjoyed and started setting off fireworks to celebrate, King maintained the composure of an S-class hero on the surface.
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He struggled to suppress the urge to grin wildly, and said in a calm but slightly regretful tone, "Really? That's... such a pity. I was hoping to ask Han Sen-jun for more tips on muscle training!"
"However, your career is the most important thing! Han Senjun, I wish you a successful interview and a bright future!"
Looking into King's sincere eyes, Han Sen couldn't help but show a touched expression: "King, you're truly my good friend! With your words, I'm relieved! Since that's the case..."
He paused, patted King on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "To live up to your good wishes, and to continue to urge you to complete the 'Strongest on Earth Training Plan,' I'll be back as soon as possible tomorrow, regardless of whether this interview goes well or not!"
Across from Han Sen, King's smile froze instantly, and his entire face turned completely black and white.
—Ah…you’re coming back?
Is there any hope for this world?!
(ノ｀Д')ノ
Chapter 41 Intrusion
Han Sen's voice was like the whisper of a demon, and King felt as if he were hearing a terrifying story.
The little flame of hope that had just ignited in my heart to reunite with my two-dimensional wives was mercilessly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.
What followed was an even deeper despair than a week of intense training!
King: "..."
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But he found that his throat was being choked by an invisible hand, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Only his body, trembling slightly from shock, and his eyes, which had lost their luster once more, silently spoke of his feelings at that moment!
No--------!!!
(Snowflakes are falling~~? The north wind is howling~~?)
Hansen bid farewell to King and stepped out of the apartment building.
The sun was shining brightly, and the streets were bustling with traffic, just like any other day.
However, Han Sen felt inexplicably empty and subconsciously looked up at the towering apartment building behind him.
"These days, it's not easy to find naturally occurring, fixed spawn points for weirdos. Don't worry, King! I'll be back!"
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Han Sen hailed a taxi and gave the address of the unfinished building complex in the suburbs of M City.
The driver was a talkative middle-aged man. He glanced at Han Sen a few times through the rearview mirror and saw that he was young, handsome, and had an extraordinary temperament. So, while driving, he casually reminded him, "Young man, you have to be careful when you go to that place."
"We sports car drivers are the best informed; lately, everyone's been talking about it—"
"That unfinished building area is not peaceful at night; you can often see will-o'-the-wisps floating in the distance, and it's eerie even during the day."
"I heard that several people went in and never came out. It's best not to go in."
"Thank you for reminding me." Han Sen smiled slightly, not minding at all.
The presence of will-o'-the-wisps indicates that "Frem of Karmic Fire" lurks in that area.
To avoid having to make a scene to find that guy after arriving empty-handed.
Upon arriving at his destination, Han Sen casually paid double the fare as a tip.
The driver thanked him profusely, and as he watched Han Sen walk alone into the desolate and dilapidated building complex, he couldn't help but shake his head and mutter, "These young people nowadays...they're really bold!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the taxi sped away with a roar of the accelerator.
This unfinished building complex is quite large, with weeds growing among the broken walls and ruins, exuding an atmosphere of death and desolation.
Han Sen walked through it, his sharp eyes scanning every corner.
Soon, he discovered traces of human habitation on the ground floor of an unfinished high-rise building—
The ashes of the extinguished campfire, discarded food wrappers, and even several cleared-out corners where people had clearly been resting for a long time.
"It seems this is the right place."
Han Sen found a relatively secluded spot on the second-floor platform with a wide view and sat down to wait patiently.
Time passed by, the sky turned from bright to dark, and before we knew it, it was dusk.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the clouds on the horizon with a poignant beauty.
As dusk settled, a tall, slender figure silently appeared atop the tallest building in the unfinished complex.
The newcomer was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, wearing a leather vest with flame patterns, carrying two swords on his back, and had a tall and straight figure.
A head of thick, black hair resembling Saiyan's fluttered slightly in the wind; his face was cold and stern, his eyes sharp as a hawk's—this was Han Sen's target for this trip.
"Karma Fire Flame".
Almost at the same time that Frem appeared, Hansen also raised his head.
Their gazes met in mid-air, an invisible tension and wariness clashing across the distance.
I recognized him by his eyes; he was the contact.
At this point, Flame Flame had not yet consumed the monster cells and was still essentially human, so the Unhuman System did not display any information about its abilities.
However, Han Sen was still able to make a simple deduction that, with his superb ninjutsu and assassin skills, his combat power at this time was probably comparable to that of a high-ranking demon, and was basically on par with Wind in his human form.
Such strength is enough to be ranked as an S-class hero by the Hero Association, but it is somewhat insufficient in front of Han Sen.
Even with the human form transformation maintaining its overwhelming power, it's enough to easily handle the situation.
Neither side spoke immediately nor took any further action, seemingly waiting for the other to break the delicate balance first.
Just as the tense atmosphere was about to reach its peak, a slightly frivolous yet powerful voice suddenly came from the direction of the unfinished building entrance, breaking the tranquility:
"Special Class S wanted criminal, 'Flem of Inferno'!"
As the voice spoke, a burly, muscular man with short brown hair, wearing a red vest with leaf patterns and jeans, and resembling a fitness instructor named Yi Ang, strode in.
His vest was stretched taut, clearly outlining the contours of every muscle, as if it contained explosive power.
The man stared intently at Frem on the rooftop, a wide grin spreading across his face, revealing an excited and confident expression.
"Haha, what great luck!"
"I just heard a taxi driver say that someone might be in danger in an unfinished building, so I came to check it out. I never expected that I would win the lottery!"
The person stretched their limbs, making cracking sounds, and every muscle trembled slightly under the restraint of their vest.
He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Besides the hefty bounty, taking you down should also boost my A-rank hero ranking by a significant margin!"
Han Sen glanced at him and recognized the person from his memories.