Chapter 924: The Arrival of the Undocumented Knight

"I'm waiting for your news."

Shen Mo wiped his mouth, stood up directly, and saw off the guests.

The representative of the association didn't say anything more.

The harvest from this meeting was enough, even better than what they had imagined at first, and he could even start to imagine a good day when he would be promoted and raise his salary after returning.

And after the representative of the association left, only Saitama was left beside Shen Mo.

He was packing the delicacies on the table with a box he found somewhere, and he seemed reluctant to waste even a little bit, but he didn't forget to ask, "Is that undocumented knight very powerful?"

"No, very weak." Shen Mo shook his head, "Not much stronger than ordinary people, just like you before."

"Could it be..." Saitama's eyes light up slightly, "Is he the same as me? Is he also a peerless genius?"

"Hahaha." Silence was amused, then shook his head again, and said with a smile, "In this world, there is only one Saitama, and only you, can become stronger through that peerless magical skill, and there will be no second one. There are two."

"Really..." Saitama looked a little disappointed.

After the strength begins to become stronger, the loneliness will gradually fill the heart, and when the loneliness is numb, it is the first step towards losing human emotions.

However, Saitama quickly shook off this little disappointment.

Because he has a new goal.

"How long do you plan to stay in this world?" Saitama stared at the silence, and almost said that I really want to travel.

"It's just a few more outstanding guests." Shen Shen shrugged, "If you're really in a hurry, I can handle everything in a flash, but this is not called traveling, I prefer to slowly integrate into this world , patiently watching the growth and changes of the guests."

"It sounds interesting." Saitama squeezed his chin, then clapped his hands, "Understood, let me go with you."

"Alright." Silence glanced at him.

He could see that Saitama didn't think too much when he said this.

Just having fun.

Regardless of strength, Saitama is actually just an ordinary person's character, a person who doesn't have too much ambition, desire, or revenge, and just works hard to find things that interest him in his ordinary life. ordinary man.

Is such a personality suitable for becoming an official?

Silence is also uncertain.

Therefore, it is also a good choice to let him sell a few jars together.

"After that, I'll go to where you live first." Shen Mo walked in front of Saitama instead, "The action of the Hero Association should be very fast, and it won't take much time."

"Where do I live?" Saitama thought for a while, but didn't have much opinion.

Ever since, Shen Mo started his life with a roommate for the first time after graduating from university.

Said it was a roommate.

In fact, every night he returned to his private space alone, living in a comfortable and soft bed.

At the current state, it would be too embarrassing to still treat yourself badly in such details of life.

However, Shen Mo realized what Saitama's usual life was like.

Lazy and lazy, cook by yourself, wash clothes regularly, clean up garbage, neither too sloppy nor too particular, and don’t want to go to the canteen downstairs when you are too lazy, when there are discounts, shops tens of kilometers away will run all the way past.

Ordinary to the point where you can't even be in a trance when you are silent.

It was like going back to the normal old days on earth.

pity.

This kind of artistic conception of going back to the past will be destroyed by Saitama's shiny bald head every time.

Even if a normal person is bald, no one will reach this point. Standing in the sun is like a big light bulb. Standing in front of you can easily see your own appearance from the reflection. Even if it is not as good as a glass mirror, it is better The bronze mirror is much clearer.

"Saitama." Shen Mo fiddled with the hot pot on the table, looked at Saitama's bald head, and couldn't help sighing, "If it wasn't for your surreal bald head, I really thought I was in an ordinary in the ordinary world."

"..." The blue veins on Saitama's forehead bulged, "How surreal is my bald head, besides, it's not all because of you."

"Okay, okay." Mo Mo finally moved his gaze away, continued to fiddle with the hot pot, and knocked off Saitama's claws casually, "Don't worry, there will be a guest coming soon."

"Guest? Who is it?" Saitama touched the back of his hand and sighed in his heart.

Only silence can make him feel the pain now.

"What do you think?" Shen Mo glanced outside the window.

There was already the sound of bicycles walking.

Saitama suddenly realized.

"The undocumented knight?"

"That's right, go and open the door." Shen Mo put down the last stack of fresh meat.

"Why am I going?"

Saitama looked reluctant, but stood up obediently.

Who made these delicacies brought about by silence?

open the door.

Sure enough, there was a young man in a yellow tights and a bicycle helmet standing outside, raising his hand as if he wanted to knock on the door.

"Hi, hello!" The undocumented knight was obviously a little nervous. He bent over at 90 degrees and shouted loudly, "I am a C-level hero undocumented knight. Please give me your advice, senior!"

In fact, the undocumented knight himself didn't know what was going on.

He was just suddenly notified by the association.

To say that a super powerful hero wants to meet him is to instantly eliminate the ghost-level weirdo, the vaccine hero a few days ago.

How could I get the attention of such a senior when I was a little C-level?

As soon as he got the news, he rushed over all the way with nervousness and anticipation.

"Come on, come in." Saitama gave up his seat.

"Yes!" The undocumented knight shouted nervously.

After entering, I realized that there was still a person sitting inside.

This froze him for a moment.

Who is the senior?

"Sit down." Shen Mo gestured to the vacant seat next to him, and said with a smile, "I asked you to come, don't be nervous, I just want to talk to you about something."

"Yes!" The undocumented knight now knew who was the senior of the ghost-level weirdo who had instantly disappeared.

He still sat down a little nervously, with his hands on his thighs, his back straight, looking square, and he didn't look like he was not nervous at all.

After all until now.

He still doesn't know why he was called here.

Moreover, as such a powerful senior, he actually lived in such a small house, and even made hot pot for himself.

What a hero!

There was still a bit of longing in the undocumented knight's eyes.