Chapter 919: The Price Visible to the Naked Eye
For example at this moment.
It's just this place where silence fell, the world was still peaceful one moment before, and the violent explosion sounded the next moment.
People panicked and rushed to flee.
Sirens and screams, as well as explosions, filled the world.
this disaster.
If placed in a peaceful world, it would be a catastrophe that would affect the entire world like the end and bring long-term pain to the world.
But here.
Just a weirdo.
The heroes came one after another, and were easily defeated one after another. The command center of the Heroes Association was in chaos, and they could only watch helplessly as the crazy-destroyed area on the map continued to expand.
This represents more and more deaths of innocent people.
And they can only look forward to stronger heroes.
but.
At the center of a disaster that no one knows about.
The weirdo who claimed to be the Vaccine Man, the messenger of the earth to destroy mankind, was crushed by a bald man wearing skin.
This person is Saitama.
He stared blankly at his fist.
There was no pleasure in defeating the enemy at all, and even the expression began to become more and more painful.
"Damn it!" Saitama fell to the ground with a thud, "It's just another punch! I'll fuck you!"
A voice full of daring resounded in this uninhabited area.
Unfortunately, no one heard except silence.
Saitama didn't know how long it had been since he had experienced a decent fight. He didn't know when it started. Every time he met a strange person, he would kill him with a single punch.
It was nothing short of torture.
He clearly wanted a bloody battle!
And at this moment.
A calm and mocking voice came from in front of him.
"It looks like you've done a great job."
Saitama's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his head abruptly.
"It's you!"
He jumped up abruptly from the ground.
His expression was unprecedentedly excited.
He will never forget the person in front of him. Back then, he was the one who gave him the booklet and said that to himself, but who would have thought that what this person said was actually true! By exercising according to the method written in that pamphlet, I really became stronger, and I really paid a "price visible to the naked eye"!
"Damn it, why didn't you explain it clearly to me, bastard!" Saitama suddenly rushed towards Silence.
"I've made it very clear." Mo Mo turned around, stepped aside easily, and raised his chin, "Okay, if you do this again, then I'll leave."
"No, wait a minute!" Saitama shouted quickly, and then stood up obediently.
God knows how long he's been looking for this man.
He's been looking for this guy since day one when he realized something wasn't right with his hair.
Unfortunately.
No matter what method was used, there was no clue.
I don't know the name, I only know the appearance. If I want to rely on myself to find someone, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. Now that this person finally appears, how can Saitama let it go.
"Okay, I know you're looking for me, and I know why you're looking for me." Shen Shen shrugged and spread his hands, "But, unfortunately, your hair is hopeless."
"What—!?" Saitama was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his ears.
"I said, your hair is hopeless, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible to grow it back." Silence slowed down his speech, almost speaking with certainty and a slow tone.
"No—!" Saitama covered his head with grief and shouted in pain, "Tell me it's not true, I don't want to be bald all my life!"
Some things are only cherished when they are lost.
Saitama at this time.
I cherish the thick hair that I once had very much.
"So, do you regret it?" Shen Mo looked around as if the world was ending, "Regret to use such a price, a period of hard training, in exchange for such power?"
Right where Shen Mo's eyes were looking.
A little girl was lying there quietly.
That is the girl who was saved by Saitama.
Of course, under this doomsday-like ruins, there are countless girls like this, teenagers, young men, women, and old people. They didn't wait for any heroes to rescue them until their death.
The girl who was rescued was lucky.
But for those who were not saved, it seemed that they could not only be described as misfortune.
"Regret is not enough." Saitama's voice softened a little, but he still had a sad face, "But I still miss my hair."
"Hahaha." Mo Mo laughed happily a few times.
But he took a deep look at him.
"Actually." Silence said obviously with deep meaning, "The price I'm referring to doesn't refer to your hair."
"Is there any other price?" Saitama suddenly became terrified, stretching out his hand to grope around himself, "You didn't say that, and it didn't say anything in that pamphlet, wait, it can't be my eyebrows Well, I won't even lose my eyebrows!"
"Of course not." Silently smiled, turned his head to look in a certain direction in the sky, "Someone has already noticed us, let's go, get out of here, see you again, I'll treat you to a big meal."
grunt.
Saitama swallowed deeply.
He has no resistance to food.
But still asked subconsciously.
"What feast?"
"Premium lobster, okay?"
"Really!? Ahem, it looks like you don't have anyone to accompany you, so I'll accompany you to have a meal."
Saitama was delighted, even bouncing and walking beside Shen Mo, urging him to go faster from time to time.
The two people who were discussing going to have a big meal seemed out of place with the surrounding ruins and corpses.
And at this moment.
The command center of the Heroes Association was unusually quiet.
"Is it that person?"
"That's right."
"Three years ago, the mysterious person who destroyed the dragon-level monster and the industrial waste man with incredible power, and showed a strong restraint effect on the superpower of the tornado, is code-named Traveler. It can't be wrong, it is him."
Then the senior management of the command center took a deep breath.
Since three years ago, the tornado was deflated.
They never gave up looking for this person.
However, no trace.
Even after searching all over the world, they couldn't find any information related to this person. This even made some high-level officials suspect that the appearance shown by the traveler at that time was probably fake and not his real appearance at all. .
Otherwise, in this modern society.
It is impossible for a person to find even a little trace of life, let alone being in the center of the city.