"This is my territory! Who gave you permission to live here!?" "Eh." Saitama looked up curiously at the Lamppost Monster with human features
"This is my territory! Who gave you permission to live here!?"
"Eh." Saitama looked up curiously at the Lamppost Monster with human features, "Are you saying we need to pay you rent? But I don't have any money!"
"You want to live here for free? No, that's not the point!" The Lamppost Monster stretched its stick insect-like body, its lamp-head face twisting into a grotesque grin, "Since you're here, you might as well die for me! Hahaha... ugh!"
With a thunderous crash, Johnson activated his Lightning Chakra Mode and leaped onto the Lamppost Monster's head.
The Heart of the Tempest was meant to be a ranged assassin, but somehow its Character Card had transformed into a melee fighter in his hands. Why bother stacking passive effects when you can kill with one punch? That's the true essence of a tank mage!
Lightning gathered fiercely in his right hand as he pulled back like a drawn bow, then threw a simple punch at the now dot-eyed Lamppost Monster.
BOOM!
Metal proved worthless against the lightning-wrapped fist — one punch shattered the lamp head, while the lightning blast twisted the remaining body into scrap metal.
"Next time we meet weaklings who talk too much, just kill them straight away."
"Got it!" Watching from the side, Saitama's eyes lit up, fully agreeing with the philosophy.
Using Psychic Power, Johnson repaired the ground damaged by the Monster, then tossed its corpse to a nearby abandoned construction site, taking the opportunity to decompose its Monster Card and absorb some attributes.
Despite its imposing stature, it was all show and no substance — its strength was only around Tiger level, barely providing any attributes, just enough for one or two N-Grade Strength Cards.
As the sun set, Saitama officially moved in after tidying up the room, while Johnson brought out pre-prepared hot pot ingredients and beer to celebrate.
In this new battlefield, future baldy displayed remarkable combat power, unflinchingly eating scalding food and showing greatly increased resistance to spicy soup base. Shocked, Johnson had to enter serious mode just to barely finish eating under the relentless assault.
"Burp... The important task of washing dishes is now yours! I'm leaving!"
Saitama: "..."
Watching the irresponsible police officer lazily float away from the balcony, Saitama lay collapsed on the ground, contentedly rubbing his belly while already looking forward to their next battle.
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║ Fantasy Card: Limiter Fragment: 20 ║
║ Fusion Available! ║
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After the hot pot meal completed the card collection, the Stand sent word that fusion was now possible. Compared to the first fragment fusion, the requirement had merely doubled — a welcome surprise.
Johnson breathed a sigh of relief. He had feared the second "Limiter Break" would require at least a hundred fragments.
By the time he reached home, the card fusion was complete.
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FANTASY CARD: Limiter Break ACT2
CARD TYPE: Special Card
RARITY: N+
┌─ SYSTEM DESCRIPTION ─┐
A conceptual force born from unknown fragments, originally invisible to the eye.
┌─ PRIMARY FUNCTION — LIMITATION RELEASE ─┐
Designate any object to break through one racial growth limitation.
┌─ SECONDARY FUNCTION — CONTROLLED BREAKTHROUGH ─┐
Choose any Attribute of any object to break through species growth limitation.
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Hmm?
Seeing the familiar bald Saitama appear on the card face again, Johnson's eyes lit up — the "Limiter Break ACT2" fused from twenty fragments was indeed more powerful!
The half-rank increase in rarity was negligible, but the new "Controlled Breakthrough" was tailor-made for him.
Wait, why isn't it trying to snatch it this time?
Johnson puzzledly summoned his Stand, and the stack of Fantasy Cards that never changed in thickness sent back a pitiful message: "Too full, still digesting..."
Hmph, you weakling, you just don't have what it takes!
After banishing the Fantasy Cards back into the void with his mockery, Johnson quickly took a shower, wrapped a towel around himself, and walked out of the bathroom. His perfect physique, cast like steel and iron, sparkled with crystalline water drops, each muscle line distributed in nearly golden proportions.
Looking good!
After admiring himself in the mirror for a moment, he steeled himself and slapped the newly acquired Limiter Break into his chest.
Hot, too hot! A magma-like burning sensation erupted from his heart, instantly spreading throughout his body!
Johnson startled and first checked the floor beneath his feet, finding it undamaged. Only then did he realize that the surging heat from the card was completely contained within his body.
Relieved, he threw himself fully into this unprecedented species evolution.
First came a comprehensive enhancement of his attributes and abilities. The four-dimensional attributes (Strength, Speed, Constitution and Spirit) under the Stand system rose rapidly, reaching their peak before breaking through, continuing to surge while ignoring species limitations!
Flesh went berserk as soul ascended!
Compared to the strengthening from daily Card Draws and Monster Card decomposition, the changes brought by "Limiter Break" were like leaping from the steam age straight into the nuclear age — the difference in magnitude was simply dimensional!
Next came his various abilities.
Spider-Sense ↟
Psychic Power ↟
Twenty Years of Power Punch ↟
AT Field ↟
Water Stream Awakening Breath + Instant Movement ↠ Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist · Devastation ...
Though modest in number, each ability underwent simultaneous refinement, showing dramatic improvements in power, speed, efficiency, and mastery.
The transformation was like evolving from a novice who could barely make instant ramen into a skilled home cook, then ascending to Gordon Ramsay levels — screaming "IT'S RAW!" at professional chefs while Teuchi nods approvingly!
Every change flowed seamlessly, meeting no resistance.
As the burning sensation receded like an ebbing tide, the enhancement process continued.
Strength, Speed, Constitution, Spirit!
Four attribute options materialized before his eyes like retinal projections. Johnson's focused gaze locked onto his chosen option, and once again, the limiter breakthrough's energy surged forth!
Spirit!
Azure Psychic Power erupted from his mental sea and flooded into reality, creating a sphere of shifting polygonal barrier planes that appeared and vanished around him.
Creak, Creak...
Johnson heard the apartment building's structure groaning under tremendous pressure.
His awareness snapped back to reality. His spontaneously expanding Psychic Power had already engulfed the entire building — from above, the azure light marked out the structure like a brilliant neon beacon.
As his Psychic Power contracted under his command, the apartment building's oppressive strain gradually stabilized.
But the crisis wasn't over — his usually docile Psychic Power was beginning to spiral out of control!
Glimpsing the night sky through his window, Johnson made a split-second decision.
His vast Psychic Power propelled him from the apartment as an exceptionally sturdy AT Field materialized beneath his feet.