"Tch, I've been found out."
Upon hearing this, the murderous clone immediately reined in the fierce expression on his face, chuckled, and pouted, "Isn't the atmosphere already here? Just cooperate."
Han Sen: "…"
Although the clones have independent consciousnesses, they are essentially extensions of Han Sen's self-consciousness, sharing memories, perceptions, and other information.
Of course, this is under the permission granted by Han Sen, the main body.
They cannot know what they shouldn't see, what they aren't allowed to see, or what they can't see. This is the power of the system administrator.
This is also why Han Sen said they were talking to themselves.
Of course, there was nothing that could be done about it.
Although Han Sen, the main body, holds absolute supreme authority, every clone has the same thought patterns and ideas, and will develop subtle personality biases and behavioral differences based on their environment and experiences.
Therefore, as long as the Megaton Split ability is activated, this kind of "schizophrenic" multi-consciousness coexistence will persist.
However, this problem is easy to solve.
Just minimize the number of individual clones to avoid internal squabbles during coordinated operations.
In terms of individual combat quality, if these clones unleash their full power, even Han Sen, the main body, would need to be fully focused to deal with them, let alone other ordinary Monsters.
Gathered, they are a pile of shit; scattered, they are stars all over the sky.
That's the meaning of it.
"Alright, alright, less nonsense."
Han Sen, the main body, clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the few erratic clones, and said with a serious expression, "I'll reiterate the action plan. Remember it well!"
"Starting today, you are responsible for free movement globally."
"Hunt Monsters, plunder Origin Points, the more the better!"
"No need for further details, but…!"
"For areas like M City, which are guarded by out-of-spec powerhouses with a distinctly different vibe, like Watchdog Man, don't go seeking death for now."
"After all, while we are already very strong, we are not yet strong enough to disregard everything. There are still many powerhouses we cannot afford to provoke at this stage."
"There's no need to waste hard-earned cell reserves and valuable development time for nothing, understand?!"
As Han Sen finished speaking, the ten clones exchanged glances, and the room was silent for three seconds.
This was a plan he had since he copied Black Sperm's UR ability, and it only officially began to be executed during this current mission.
After all, facing the massive demand for Origin Points, relying solely on his main body to grind Monsters one by one would never be enough, even if he did it until the end of time.
And while Psykos, the rich woman's, soft rice was fragrant, it was…
Playing with fire is not a long-term solution after all!
Han Sen didn't want to be constrained by others, nor did he want to sink with the Monster Association, a ship destined to capsize.
So, he could only develop a channel for Origin Points that was entirely in his own hands.
Walking on two legs allows for faster and steadier progress!
This arduous task could not be entrusted to others; naturally, it had to be handed over to the clone army before him!
"Oh, oh, oh, free movement! I like this!" A clone was the first to break the silence, rubbing his hands excitedly.
"Heh heh… Finally, I can go on a rampage! Main body, this job is intense!" Another clone licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes gleaming with bloodlust.
"Global hunting? Interesting!"
"Global what? The human territory in the One-Punch Man world is just this one supercontinent. Don't you guys read the settings?"
"Heh heh, don't take Murata's fan-made doujin as the original setting!"
"Then if Murata dedicates himself to drawing adult comics, how would you respond?!"
"Naturally… I would acknowledge him as my godfather!!"
"…"
Seeing the clones about to argue again, Han Sen raised a hand, and the dazzling halo of the dog administrator immediately stopped their commotion: "Stop it!"
"Without further ado, if you want to further increase your strength, then set off quickly!"
"Received!"
"Understood!"
"For Origin Points, charge—!"
"Leave it to 'us,' boss!"
"…"
This time, the clones agreed quite readily.
Sharp-tongued, mischievous, sarcastic, quarrelsome…
Ultimately, the various behaviors of Han Sen's clones were essentially just pleasure-seekers entertaining themselves.
They only looked like psychopaths; if you truly treated them as psychopaths, you probably wouldn't even know how you died.
As he finished speaking, the clone closest to the window stepped onto the window ledge, then stopped and turned back: "Boss, such a grand plan must have a resounding codename, right? Does it not even have a name?"
"Yeah, at least give it a codename~~"
"Makes sense, I agree, who dares to object?"
"I'll go first—'Rebirth: My Brother is a Monster Who Devours the World'!"
"Come on, here's the pen, smash the bookstore if it doesn't sell, understand?"
"…"
Han Sen stroked his chin, looking at these guys who seemed to revel in chaos, and after a moment of contemplation, a profound smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Then the codename shall be—"
"'Senluo Project'!"
"Senluo Wanxiang (all-encompassing), nothing is excluded! Heh heh… I like this name! It's Domineering enough!"
The first clone to speak laughed loudly, then transformed into a black shadow and disappeared out the window.
As he finished speaking, the other nine figures followed closely, all smiling sinisterly, like ghosts merging into the night, vanishing into the night sky of M City in the blink of an eye, scattering in all directions.
Inside the room, silence returned.
Han Sen slowly closed his eyes, feeling the night wind of M City blowing across his face.
At this moment, his consciousness seemed to instantly spread out an invisible, continuously expanding net.
Through the real-time perception shared with each clone, his vision was no longer confined to this small apartment, but extended in all directions, leading to the unknown world in the distance.
Indeed, scattered, they are stars all over the sky.
The clone army was extremely fast and incredibly efficient.
Before long, many Monsters lurking in the city's darkness were singled out and crushed on the spot.
Various bloody scenes of slaughter were transmitted back to the main body through the clone network, and kill notifications constantly refreshed in Han Sen's mind.
[Killed Wolf-Level Monster 'Plague Rat', gained Origin Points x 6!]
[Killed Tiger-level Monster 'Sewer Rat King', gained Origin Points x 38!]
[Killed Tiger-level Monster 'Red-Eyed Lizardman', gained Origin Points x 65!]
[… ]
[Killed Demon-level Monster 'Ceiling Fan Ghost', gained Origin Points x 327!]
The Origin Point balance on the system panel constantly jumped upwards; it seemed small, but it was just the beginning of everything.
Han Sen opened his eyes, a capitalist's smile appearing on his upturned lips.
"This feeling of being able to collect money while sitting at home…"
"It's really good!"
…
…
The next morning, before dawn.
In King's bedroom, even in deep sleep, that man's villainous face with three scars remained full of majesty!
Dong dong dong—!
Dong dong dong—!
Urgent and forceful knocking on the door, like a drumbeat of doom, mercilessly woke King from his sweet dream.
King suddenly sat up in bed, his sleepy face filled with terror, fine cold sweat instantly seeping from his forehead, and his heart uncontrollably began to pound "Boom! Boom! Boom!"—
Emperor Engine, full power activated!
"Who, who is it…?"
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