"Ah, he's back to how he was when we first met…"
On the hillside, Saitama looked at Genos, who was left with only his upper body on the ground, helplessly sparking with electricity in the battlefield below. He immediately stopped skewering and his eye twitched.
He stuffed his mouth full of pork belly in one go, his cheeks puffed out like a hamster.
Chewing rapidly, he mumbled, "No, no, if this keeps up, he'll be torn into parts!"
"Save me a skewer, I'll go help him!"
Han Sen: "…"
He couldn't help but sigh. While Saitama was unreliable in many ways as a teacher, he truly stepped up when it mattered!
It was just a bit hard to bear that he still didn't forget about the skewers at a time like this.
Saitama: I can't just watch Genos be torn into scrap metal. After all, he paid tuition… No, it looks really painful.
Just as Saitama quickly swallowed his food, wiped the oil from his mouth, and prepared to deliver a One-Punch rescue,
Mr. King, who had been largely unnoticed beside him, suddenly made a move.
He put down his half-grilled corn, slowly stood up, and watched the distant battlefield with a calm yet tense gaze.
Mr. King's inner thoughts were far from as calm as his exterior.
After all, his strong, poker-faced expression had always been unperturbed, and neither powerful S-Class Heroes nor vicious Monsters could see through it.
The roar of the Emperor Engine gradually resounded in his chest, each beat seemingly trying to break free from the confinement of his ribs.
He saw Saitama preparing to act, which meant the battle would end in an instant.
But… what about himself?
Scenes flashed through Mr. King's mind.
At the hot pot table, he was always the one being taken care of.
When facing strong enemies, his friends or inexplicably passing strong individuals would always act first, and he, due to his excessive luck, continuously survived and was credited with their achievements by those unaware of the truth, even becoming a Hero.
This time, Genos was in danger because he was upholding the combat philosophy Mr. King had taught him.
—I… I can't keep hiding behind them so complacently!
—Even if it's just once, I want to… fight alongside them!
An unprecedented resolve overwhelmed the fear deep within him, and Mr. King's eyes changed.
"How about I give it a try?"
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The deep, powerful roar of the Emperor Engine grew more fervent, but this time, it was no longer a tremor born of fear, but a battle intent and determination from the heart!
Meeting the slightly surprised gazes of Han Sen and Saitama, Mr. King's eyes beneath his scar were more resolute than ever: "I've always relied on everyone's care. This time, I want to do my part too."
The two exchanged glances, and a wide smile spread across Saitama's simply drawn face.
"You're so cool, Mr. King!"
Han Sen also patted Mr. King's shoulder, a smile playing on his lips.
"Then we're counting on you, Mr. King."
Receiving the hot pot group's approval, a touch of emotion from being trusted appeared on Mr. King's scarred face, a face that could make children stop crying.
He took a deep breath, and from those indifferent, terrifying otaku eyes, two intense, pure white electric lights suddenly burst forth!
Hum—!
An invisible electromagnetic force, centered on him, instantly spread out like ripples, covering the entire battlefield in a blink of an eye!
The camera returns to the battlefield.
"It's over, tin can! I'll thoroughly enjoy your energy core!!"
The Centennial Steel Armor Larva raised its sharp forelimbs high, aimed at Genos's chest core, and prepared to deliver the final blow!
A trace of frustration flashed in Genos's golden electronic eyes. The energy core in his chest silently overloaded, humming loudly as high-energy plasma seeped through the gaps in his body, illuminating the surrounding environment in a deep blue.
It proved that the righteous cyborg could fail repeatedly, but he would never give up resisting.
"You won't succeed, Monster."
However, just as Genos was about to unleash his one-time self-destruct ultimate move to take down the enemy with him!
He suddenly felt his body…
Moving uncontrollably!
A mysterious, precise, and irresistibly powerful force, as if transformed into billions of invisible threads, instantly reconnected all the damaged circuits and transmission devices within his body!
That force bypassed his subjective thoughts and core processor, directly issuing commands to every part of his body!
The half-executed self-destruct sequence abruptly stopped, and the massive energy squeezed out in a short time was fully mobilized.
Just as the Beetle Monster's sharp forelimbs were about to pierce his core, his originally immobile upper body suddenly accelerated explosively!
Sliding a short distance across the ground in an incredibly unbelievable Z-shaped trajectory.
From the perspective of an Demon-level Monster, this movement speed was not fast; it even had a stiff feeling, like someone using it for the first time.
But the timing was absolutely perfect, precisely avoiding the Centennial Steel Armor Larva's fatal blow!
Boom—!
Earth and stone exploded!
The Monster's forelimbs heavily plunged into the ground, sending countless gravel flying and leaving a bottomless pit in the ground.
"…What?!"
Genos's core processor almost crashed.
He stared in shock at the trajectory he had moved, completely unable to understand what had just happened.
My body… moved on its own?
—No, that's not right!
—This is… external control?!
—Who is it?!
"Release control of your body, Genos."
Han Sen's voice drifted from the hillside, clearly resounding in his auditory sensors through the electromagnetic field Mr. King had constructed.
"Mr. King is helping you. Watch closely and learn."
"Mr. King?!"
Genos was even more shocked by the words.
He instinctively turned his visual sensors towards the hillside, only to see Mr. King standing steadily there, his eyes flashing with dazzling white light.
His hands hung naturally at his sides, but his fingers were unconsciously tapping at an ultra-high frequency, as if operating an invisible keyboard and joystick.
—Is this… Mr. King's instruction?!
—He didn't choose words, but personally stepped in, using my body to demonstrate true combat!
Genos instantly understood, his heart filled with a mixture of shock, shame, and ecstasy, all to an unparalleled degree.
He was originally a decisive and impulsive character, so he immediately shut down all his control commands over his body, completely handing over all permissions.
"I beg you, Mr. King!"
"Received."
In Mr. King's mind, a confirmation sound, like a game prompt, seemed to ring out.
With full control permissions, a confident smile, one only seen after single-handedly beating a game on Hell difficulty, appeared on Mr. King's lips.
To him, the current Genos was an excellent but flawed game character.
"Then… let the game begin!"
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