Although it had only been a short while since his debut, historical records indicate that Saitama already had his signature bald egghead a year prior.
It took him a year and a half to reach max level, and every day since, he has become stronger than the day before!
On the other side, the Bald Demon King scrutinized Han Sen, a hint of curiosity gradually appearing in his seemingly lifeless, dead fish eyes.
Saitama had initially regarded the tall, handsome young man before him as just an ordinary passerby.
Out of curiosity, his simply drawn, bald egghead face curved into a smile, and he spoke first, "Hello, my name is Saitama, and I'm a hero for fun."
Hearing this classic opening line, Han Sen's mood became somewhat subtle.
Although it wasn't his first time crossing the dimensional wall and seeing an anime character in person, the significance of the man before him in this world was undoubtedly unique.
He also smiled, extending his hand towards Saitama, "Hello, I'm Han Sen, a passing Kamen Rider, remember that."
"Eh...?"
Saitama was momentarily stunned, shook Han Sen's hand, and said with a troubled expression, "Do I really have to remember?"
When they shook hands, no system pop-up for "contact with replicable target" appeared in Han Sen's mind.
Although he had anticipated it, he couldn't help but feel a fleeting sense of regret.
Han Sen knew that Saitama, this ridiculously strong guy, was essentially still human.
He was the only human in this world who had removed his limiter without changing species; others had already mutated into Monsters.
After a brief moment of distraction, Han Sen had adjusted his mindset, shaking his head and smiling, "If it's you, it's fine if you really can't remember."
I can't just kick you to death with a Rider Kick... that would surely kill you!
"Oh, that's good."
Saitama couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, seemingly genuinely troubled by the question.
After all, in his increasingly simple mind, trying to remember a stranger he had just met seemed like too much trouble.
"Your speed just now was very fast," Saitama scratched his simply drawn cheek, his tone filled with genuine admiration.
"And that electricity just now, it was amazing, was it a special effect?"
Although he had only casually taken a few steps, it was the first time he had encountered 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 held back just now, that Monster would have been smashed into pieces by you first."
He was speaking the truth.
Saitama's move just now was definitely a late start but an early arrival; that burst of speed was like a game character using a teleportation cheat, completely disregarding physical rules.
Saitama thought about it, and it seemed to be the case, so he calmly accepted the compliment, "You're right, it should be."
"As for special effects..." Han Sen raised his hand, and wind, fire, lightning... energies of different properties freely switched in his palm, making the bald man look astonished and exclaim "Sugoi!" "You could say it's my superpower."
"I see, Han Sen, you're an esper," Saitama nodded thoughtfully, a look of realization on his face, "I was just wondering how a human's fist could discharge electricity."
Han Sen: ???
Oh no, fast forward to identity exposure (not really)!
Just as the two were seriously engaging in mutual flattery, an untimely sound abruptly broke the silence.
Gugugu... Gu--
It was Saitama's stomach, and it was surprisingly loud.
Saitama's expression froze, the invincible strongman's demeanor crumbling instantly, replaced by a hint of embarrassment.
"Ah... crap."
He rubbed his empty stomach, awkwardly averting his gaze, "I left in too much of a hurry, it seems... I forgot to eat lunch..."
A strongman's dignity was utterly vulnerable in the face of hunger.
Watching Saitama's embarrassed state, a subtle smile played on Han Sen's lips.
Indeed, it was the familiar Bald Demon King.
"Perfect, I haven't eaten either." Han Sen pointed towards the center of the commercial street nearby, his tone casual, "Together? My treat."
"Eh? How could I impose...?"
Since they had just met, Saitama instinctively wanted to refuse.
Although he was poor, he still had his principles and couldn't take advantage of strangers.
However, his gaze followed Han Sen's finger and saw the sign of that store.
A giant fries man wearing a crown, with several glittering golden characters below it—
Fries King Burger Shop!
Saitama's eyes instantly went wide.
He knew this place; although it was just a slightly upscale burger chain, the ingredients were substantial, and the prices were expensive for his spending ability.
Most importantly...
They sold his favorite extra-long fries!
The words of refusal reached his lips, then abruptly took a turn, transforming into an enthusiastic exclamation.
"Oh my... that's really too much trouble!"
Saitama grinned, his earlier embarrassment and reserve swept away, and a sun-like smile bloomed on his simply drawn, bald egghead face.
His blindingly reflective smooth forehead seemed to read—
Good brother, I'll remember you!
Han Sen watched him, chuckling inwardly.
Indeed, nothing bridges the gap between a poor person and a foodie better than a free meal.
If one isn't enough, then two.
(Inside the Monster Association, Rover suddenly raised his head alertly: "Woof, woof—! (Something's wrong, he has other dogs!)")
"Then let's go."
Han Sen waved and walked ahead, Saitama following at light speed, "Alright!"
...
...
Inside the Fries King store, the plates in front of the two were piled high.
Although Saitama had devoured many burgers, fries, and sodas, the total amount of food consumed was still within the realm of ordinary humans.
Han Sen had already anticipated this.
In the original timeline, Saitama once encountered Pig God and participated in a challenge to eat a super-sized Deluxe Ramen for a free meal, but the result...
He suffered a humiliating defeat.
It was unknown how this seemingly ordinary body and ordinary appetite could unleash such terrifying, world-destroying power.
Just as Saitama was contentedly finishing his last serving of extra-long fries, the two were about to part ways.
Han Sen's movements suddenly paused slightly, an almost imperceptible ripple flashing in the depths of his eyes.
Just now, a series of dense system kill notifications, almost forming a screen-filling cascade, had frantically popped up in his mind.
After the waterfall-like continuous pop-ups, the accumulated Source Points surprisingly reached an astonishing tens of thousands, with the total exceeding that of a rampaging Asura Kabuto!
(Asura Kabuto with a halo: Yes, I am the new unit of measurement.)
Han Sen opened his usually shielded network, and he immediately understood.
It turned out that the Orca Monster, his appointed second-generation "Deep Sea King," was diligently working.
It had used its memory to locate the lairs of multiple hostile forces.
The Sea People themselves were not a monolithic entity; although Deep Sea King claimed to be the overlord of the deep sea and indeed possessed such strength, in reality, the sphere of influence he truly controlled was only a portion of the coastal waters.
Hostile forces naturally existed, and in considerable numbers.
With the Orca Monster as a guide actively pointing the way, the clone army immediately spread into the ocean, launching a large-scale offensive, almost flattening the various lairs with overwhelming force.
Having practically gained tens of thousands of Source Points for free, Han Sen was in a great mood.
"Hmm?"
Saitama, who was wiping his mouth, keenly noticed Han Sen's lips curling slightly, but he didn't ask much of this good brother who had invited him to lunch.
—Perhaps he thought of something happy?
"I feel so much better after eating my fill, thank you for the meal! Wait a minute..." Standing up and stretching, Saitama suddenly seemed to remember something, his expression changing.
"Ah, I almost forgot that a supermarket in A City has a special egg sale this afternoon, I need to hurry and buy some!"
Saying that, he quickly prepared to leave.
Han Sen: "..."
As expected of you, to be so well-informed about A City's supermarket egg sales!
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