"Damn it, damn it, why can't I win?!!"
In the room in Yuyuan's different space, Saitama was wildly pulling out his hair and wailing.
Once again, he saw the familiar figure on the large LCD screen in front of him.'YOULOSE'Red coloured words.
Yu Yuan patted Saitama on the shoulder and comforted:"Don't be discouraged, Saitama-kun. You have made much better this time than last time."
In the past, he would not lose even a little bit of blood when he defeated Saitama, but Today Saitama has been able to consume a small square of him.
From this aspect, it is enough to see that Saitama has made some progress. Of course, it may also be the reason why he is not very proficient in new games.
"Lord Yuyuan, please play another round!"
Saitama picked up the handle again, not wanting to give up.
Looking at the clock, Yu Yuan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but remind:"It's almost twelve o'clock now, Qitama-kun, aren't you going to exercise today? ?"
It started at six o'clock in the evening, and it was only now that he and Saitama put down the controller to rest.
The game needs to be moderate, otherwise it will be easy to become addicted, but the game cannot destroy Saitama, a young man who is inspiring to become a hero. Lose
"Well...Yeah, I haven't started exercising yet today."
The movements in Saitama's hand suddenly froze.
If Yu Yuan hadn't reminded him, to be honest, he would have almost forgotten about this matter.
Although the game is very attractive, after all, it is his life goal. In comparison, The temporary happiness of the game is nothing at all
"Well, Lord Yuyuan, please send me out."
This space is controlled by Yu Yuan, and Qi Yu has no way to get out.
"The gate to another world is right outside, so I won't go out to see you off in person."Yu Yuan waved his hand gently and teleported Saitama out.
The next second, Saitama appeared in front of the worship hall of the shrine.
He took out the 5 yen he had prepared in advance and put it into the money box in front of him..
Put your hands together in respectful worship.
"Lord Yuyuan, thank you for your hospitality today."
After finishing speaking, Saitama walked towards the torii passage that was turned into a door again.
As Saitama left, the moment the torii passage closed, there was a pure white round light source that flew into a different space. into Yu Yuan's hands
"Um?"After a brief look, Yu Yuan was slightly surprised. He found that the light source in his hand could enhance the physical strength and lifespan.
Of course, the improvement had no effect on Yu Yuan.
But if the target was an ordinary human being, then But it's completely different.
Even a baby with no strength can lift objects weighing more than a hundred kilograms, and it won't be a problem to live for a hundred more years.
In other words, the light source in front of you can light up ordinary people. Humanity develops towards superhumanity
"But why didn't Saitama show up last time? Is it possible that this has an explosion rate just like the game? Or should I say this is a reward for changing the original life plot in advance?..."
Yu Yuan didn't think too much about this. As soon as he thought about it, he stored the light source in his hand.
"It's an interesting thing, I'll leave this to Asuna."
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One punch the world.
After passing through the gate of Torii to another world, Saitama returned to his apartment.
He glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was only one o'clock in the afternoon. He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew~ Fortunately, today is not over yet."
He simply made a nutritious lunch for himself.
After a quick sweep, Saitama covered the door leading to Yuen Shrine in his home with a cloth.
Saitama didn't know whether the 'door' that appeared in his home was other creatures. You can also reach the shrine through it.
It's not that he is afraid of being discovered by traveling through the world, but that his world is full of weirdos.
What if, due to his carelessness, evil weirdos pass through the 'door' and disturb Master Yuyuan? It's not good.
After making sure that the door was completely covered, Saitama walked out of the house and locked the security door before leaving. After leaving the house and walking out of the community, Saitama covered his hand in front of his forehead and raised his head to look. The blue sky is in my eyes.
The sunshine is a bit dazzling, but it is very gentle.
"Work hard today too!"
Saitama clenched his fists and encouraged himself.
Although he has been training for two or three days, it is still a difficult challenge for him.
Every time he follows the training method and exercises for one round, he will reach the physical limit. Dying feeling
"...Saitama-kun, are you going to exercise today?"
The man from the specialized clothing store near the community noticed that Saitama was getting ready to go out.
"Yes, I am going to be a hero after all."
Saitama showed a confident smile.
Seeing Saitama's face that has not been baptized by time, the clothing store owner couldn't help but sigh.
"It's great that young people are energetic. I once dreamed of becoming a hero, but it's a pity that I don't have the talent to be a hero...."
Speaking of this, the clothing store man suddenly remembered something and continued::
"By the way, I personally made a battle suit for this purpose when I was young. I planned to wear it on the day I became a hero. After so many years, I have almost forgotten about it."
From the cabinet behind him, the clothing store man rummaged out the battle suit with the white cape.
Holding the suit in both hands, his eyes filled with nostalgia, he raised his head and handed the suit to Saitama. past
"Saitama-kun, I will give this suit to you. At my age, it is no longer suitable for me to own this suit, which carries my childhood dream of being a hero."
"Rather than leaving it here to gather ashes, I would rather give my battle suit to you, Saitama-kun, so that my dream can continue."
"This… I can't accept it. Saitama quickly waved his hand and refused.
Something that carries the dreams of youth sounds very important.
"Even if you don't wear it, please accept it."
The clothing store owner showed that if Saitama didn't accept it, he would never give up, and his attitude was unusually determined.
"...All right."
Saitama was forced to take it helplessly.
However, this suit is quite suitable for him. The handsome cloak and golden belt completely suit his aesthetics.
Suddenly, Saitama found a brand new thread on the clothes, which was completely different. It's a material used decades ago, he said with a strange expression.:
"Boss, in fact, this is a piece of clothing you just made, right?"
"Haha, has it still been discovered? As expected of a young man, observation is careful."
The clothing store owner suddenly burst into laughter, as if he wanted to cover up the embarrassment of having his lie exposed.
"...…"
Saitama showed a speechless expression.
The stories he has listened to for so long are all made up. Fortunately, he still listens to them with gusto.
"...I said, uncle, you won't be collecting money next time, right?"
Saitama is ready to return the clothes at any time.
"How could it be? The clothes were given to you just as they were said to be, but I wasn't entirely making them up. When I was young, my dream was indeed to be a hero."
The clothing store man's expression suddenly became serious again, but Saitama didn't believe a word he said.
"...Uh-huh."
Saitama responded perfunctorily.
Since there is no need to pay, he can accept it with peace of mind.
Seeing the clothing store owner opening his mouth, he seemed to want to say something else.
Upon seeing this, he quickly picked up the clothes and fled, and went directly to start Today's ten-kilometer long-distance running plan.
Although the rest of the family respects the elderly and cares for the young, he cannot waste today's important exercise time because of the story made up by the uncle.
Looking at Saitama's hurriedly leaving back, the clothing store owner did not agree. He didn't mean to blame.
He was silent for a long time, put his hands behind his back, shook his head lightly and walked back to the store.
"Young people just can't bear their temper, but hero… is such a heavy pronoun."