Chapter 59: The Sorrow of the Vest Tiger

"Tiger in the vest, are you awake?"

The tiger in the vest opened his eyes, feeling an inexplicable pain. He bared his teeth and said, "It hurts so much!"

"Don't move around. The doctor has just performed an operation on you." The black hole in the vest standing aside said immediately.

"This is a hospital?" The tiger in the vest finally realized, why did he end up in the hospital?

"Uh, surgery, what kind of surgery?" The Tiger in the vest looked at the Black Hole in the vest. Everyone was the Supreme Venerable in the vest. The Black Hole in the vest was ranked above him and was already a B-level hero.

"Tiger, you have to hold on, you must hold on." Tears flashed in the black eyes of the vest.

Seeing the tears in the black holes in the vest's eyes, the vest tiger's heart skipped a beat and immediately asked: "What happened? What kind of surgery did I have?"

"Tiger, promise me, you can hold on." Black Hole in the vest said sadly, holding the hand of the Tiger in the vest tightly.

"Damn it, you tell me, what's wrong with me?" The tiger in the vest almost cursed, but after talking for a long time, he didn't say what was wrong with him. Do you want to worry him to death?

"Okay, listen to me, although the surgery is a minor surgery,"

"But what?" The vest tiger heard the black hole in the vest saying it was a minor operation, and felt a little more relaxed. What's the matter? It's so serious, it's just a minor operation.

"However, you may have to reduce your training by half in the future, and your body may not be able to keep up." The black hole in the vest nodded, looking at the tiger in the vest with concern.

"Why can't I keep up? My training volume has been steadily increasing." The tiger in the vest asked strangely.

"It used to be a steady rise, but now it may be a steady decline, so you have to be mentally prepared." The black hole in the vest sighed.

"What the hell, what's wrong with me? If you don't say it again, don't say it!" The tiger in the vest was so angry that he usually didn't have such a black hole in his vest. Why was it so stained today?

"Okay, let me tell you directly. You received a strong blow between the two spans, causing one of the eggs to break. The operation you performed was an egg cutting operation. Now you only have one egg, and the doctor "It said that your other egg was also damaged and is still under observation."

The black hole in the vest said it in one breath, and the tiger in the vest started spinning when he heard the words, what? Is one of my eggs missing?

"I don't want to live anymore." Tears flowed from the corners of the vest tiger's eyes, and the white pillow was instantly stained.

"Tiger, you have to hold on! It's just that there is one missing egg. We can still continue the flesh transformation. Don't give up!" Black Hole in the vest said excitedly. Disappointment is not important, but we must not despair.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to communicate with the patient? Why are you here? Family members and friends should wait outside!"

A nurse walked in outside the door. She heard the black hole in the vest talking loudly inside, so she walked in to take a look and found that the patient was already awake.

"Ah, I came to see him, and he woke up." The black hole in the vest was a bit embarrassing. The doctor had told him before that the vest tiger needed recovery time in the past few days, and it was best not to let him know about his condition.

"What's wrong with this patient?" The female nurse walked to the bed and saw the tiger in the vest crying, looking like he was hopeless.

"That Him"

"Did you tell him the truth?"

"So be it."

"Please get out immediately!"

The female nurse yelled: "I told you not to communicate with patients about their condition. Don't you understand what people say?"

"I'm going out right now." Vest Black Hole left the room dejectedly. To be honest, he didn't want to harm Vest Tiger, but wanted him to face reality. Being strong is very important.

Especially for meat reformers like them, swimming upstream is their final destination.

"Hello, the dishes have been served. Please take your time and call me if you have any questions." The waitress put down the menu in her hand.

"Ah, thank you." Saitama nodded.

The eyes of the surrounding guests glanced here from time to time, and some even took out their mobile phones to take photos and videos.

Leto was really speechless, now it's okay, they are going to become 'celebrities'.

Except for the hot pot base, everything on the table was filled with dishes, and the sides of the table were also filled with dishes.

Because the hot pot restaurant here is for sitting on the ground, the dishes are placed on the ground and some on the table.

Some of the guests nearby had at most a few dishes on their tables, but their table was basically full.

"Brother Saitama, have you finished all these dishes?" The corners of Leto's mouth twitched a little. There were really too many dishes. Although his appetite was good, he might not have finished them all.

"That's OK. Exercising will consume physical energy, and supplementing nutrition is also necessary." Saitama picked up a piece of fatty beef and followed the meat into the boiling pot with his eyes.

The pot was churning, and the aroma immediately wafted out. Saitama rubbed his hands: "It smells so good~"

"What a fool! If you're still exercising, aren't you already invincible?" Leto complained in his heart, and asked superficially: "Brother Saitama, are you still continuing to exercise?"

"Of course, a good body needs to be polished through exercise." Saitama said casually, took out the cooked fat beef, dipped it in the seasoning, and then put it in his mouth.

"Hot, hot, hot!" Saitama kept fanning his mouth with his left hand as a fan, and then smiled with satisfaction, steam rising from his mouth: "It's delicious~"

"You insist on doing 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats and 10-kilometer long-distance running every day. Can you really become stronger?" Leto thought it was amazing. This was indeed an ordinary exercise.

But the intensity is still very high for ordinary people. Running 10 kilometers every day may be the most difficult to stick to.

Saitama put down a pile of dishes and raised his head. He looked at Leto solemnly and said, "How did you know?"

He remembered that he had never mentioned this secret to anyone. This was the secret of his becoming stronger, and no one knew it.

How did Leto know it?

Could it be that he has been monitoring himself all the time, every day, every day?

"I think I heard you mention it the other day." Leto found that he asked too hastily. Saitama had not yet disclosed how he became stronger.

"Is there?" Saitama frowned.

Leto's heartbeat was a little faster. Saitama would not suspect him, but what could he suspect, tracking, peeping, monitoring?

"Ah, the meat is old!" Saitama reached into the pot with a chopstick, picked up a piece of fatty beef and put it in his mouth, nodding with satisfaction.

It seemed that he had forgotten what happened just now. Leto smiled and poured Saitama a glass of wine. He knew Saitama could drink.

"Cheers!"

Leto raised his glass and clinked it with Saitama, and the two drank it all.

"Comfortable" Saitama put down the glass and put the other dishes into the pot.

An hour passed quickly, and Leto and Saitama's fighting power was still good. Half of all the dishes had been eaten.

But now the two of them seemed to be unable to eat anymore, leaning against the wall and burping.

"Burp~~"