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The Headquarters of the City Heroes Union A.
“Hello everyone, this is M-City TV’s news channel. Our reporter, Dale, recently went out onto the street to get interviews this morning, but he accidentally stumbled upon the S-Class hero, King! Last night, a monster appeared on these streets, but King was there to face it. He eliminated the monster, but as a result, the roads were destroyed. However, the King felt then responsible for the damage he did to the roads, so early in the morning, he went out to help clear up the debris left over from last night’s fight. Simultaneously, he donated more than a million Yuan towards repairing the road, but that was only discovered when his identity was exposed later. He is a rare model superhero.”
Sitch, Jace, and the other staff watched the M City TV station’s report quietly.
“So, what do you think?” Sitch coughed lightly.
“Well, King’s reputation amongst the people is outstanding, so I think we can use him as a way to promote the association.” Coleson pushed up his glasses, looked at the King on the screen, who was surrounded by a crowd and said, “The Hero Association’s current Ambassador Handsome Masked man has a good reputation, is a singer, and is a first-rate A-Class hero. He’s irreplaceable. However, we can make the King a model hero to inspire and contain more unscrupulous heroes.”
Handsome Masked Man, ranked first amongst A-Class heroes, was also a national idol and a singer. He has many fans and the right to voice his opinions in the association as the ambassador of the Hero Association.
“Um.”
Sitch nodded, seriously considering Coleson’s proposal.
“Now, my opinion.” Jace said with a strange face, “If I remember correctly, the total remuneration King has been given is less than two million. Yet King has donated more than a million this time. I don’t know how much people usually donate, but if this news gets out, I’m afraid people will think that there is corruption in our association. They’ll think that we’re putting taxes into our pockets and mistreating the heroes.”
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Sitch clutched his head as his headache grew stronger, “I advised King not to donate money earlier since we’re responsible for repairing the roads, but I never expected this. King wasn’t able to enjoy his heroic achievements in peace. That quality of his is quite admirable, but it might cause the association a lot of trouble.”
Maria covered her mouth and smiled, “In that case, we can send the money back to King, nominally speaking, as a reward for King actively eradicating monsters over the past few years.”
“That’s the only way to do it.” Xiqi’s eyes flashed slightly, “Yes, I invited King to headquarters. On one hand, we’ll negotiate making him our model hero, and on the other, we’ll appease the little ancestor there.”
“Who is your little ancestor?”
A loli’s voice came from behind Sitch.
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Sitch’s face darkened. Are you the Tornado of Terror or the Terrorising Ghost? Why are you everywhere!


“I can’t stay here.”
Wang Feng desperately stepped out of the crowd. He was in tatters. He had secretly hid back in his house, where he changed into a white hooded sweater and grabbed a red backpack that had not been used for years. Grabbing a change of clothes, he stuffed them into his backpack to go to Z-City to visit Saitama.
“KRIIIING!”
Just as he was about to close the door and leave, the Hero Association headquarters called him.
“Hey, this is King. What’s wrong?”
“King, I am Sitch. Our association has an important matter to discuss with you. I hope you can come to the headquarters to talk with us.”
“When?” Wang Feng was speechless, he was just about to go to Z City to visit the baldy, but now he had to visit big nose (Sitch).
“King, if you have time, come today.”
“Okay.”
Wang Feng hung up the phone and put on a black cap.
He flipped up the hood of his sweater to hide his appearance, put on his backpack, and walked to the train station.
On the way, his cell phone received a bank deposit notification indicating that his balance had increased to over 1.5 million.
“Achievement bonus? 1.5 million? Ha, the Hero Association’s welfare is pretty good!”
He smiled, just when he was short of money, he got a bonus.
M-City and A-City were next to each other, so the train trip only took three hours. In the world of One Punch Man, there were no civil aircraft, only military aircraft, so ordinary people had to rely on trains, subways, and cars to travel.
Wang Feng bought a ticket to a sleeper cabin, so he laid down immediately after boarding the train, covered his face with a hat, and fell asleep peacefully.
Clank! Clank!
The train peacefully chugged along. Three hours later, the flight attendant woke up Wang Feng. Wearing his hat and backpack, he wandered the bustling streets of A-City.
BOOOM!
An explosion suddenly ripped out, booming throughout the city.
“What the hell?”
Wang Feng, shocked, turned to look at the location of the explosion. The explosion destroyed a building not far from him.
“Is this
 a terrorist bombing?” Then he remembered the scene of Bin Laden’s bombing of the Pentagon in the United States.
But, were there any terrorist organizations in the world of One Punch Man?
As he stared at the destroyed building in shock, a burst of air tore through the sky, and flashes of energy flew out, like countless missiles smashing into the ground.
GROOK JEDAARR!
After being hit by countless energy balls, a huge explosion finally occurred. High-rise buildings collapsed, streets were destroyed one by one, and many people were buried in the rubble. It was a hell-like scene.
Wang Feng stared at the buildings as they collapsed on him, his heart beating suddenly and violently, and a strange machine-like heartbeat exploded from his chest. He ran like a headless fly, panicking. In fact, he couldn’t judge which direction he could escape to. The high-rise buildings in his area had fallen together, blocking almost all of his escape routes.
BOOM!
One of the buildings collapsed, dust billowed, rocks splashed, and the screams stopped.
After a while, the area became silent, with the high-rise buildings and streets all destroyed.


“Waaaa, Mommy, Waaaa, daddy!”
He didn’t know how much time had passed. In the ruins of City A, a little girl in a light pink dress and a blue skirt was crying, calling for her parents helplessly. Unfortunately, they had long since disappeared. No one responded to her.
Heavy footsteps gradually approached the little girl. If the little girl turned her head, she would definitely see something strange and terrifying. Their skin was dark blue, with pointed ears and two slender snail tentacles on its forehead. Aside from its body color, it looked exactly like the Great Demon Demon King Piccolo in Dragon Ball.
Most importantly, this monster was
 bald!
In the world of One Punch Superman, being bald meant being strong! For example, the protagonist of One Punch Man, Saitama, became the strongest after he cultivated until he was bald. Another example was the S-Class hero Superalloy Dark Shine, who also became bald after training and was one of the few strong people in the world.
From this, you could assume that, in the world of One Punch Superman, “bald ass” and “baldy” were sensitive words. If you see a baldy on the street, please handle with care. It’s best not to provoke a bald man.
Similar to King Piccolo, the monster stared at the little girl for a few moments. Smiling grimly, his arm muscles bulged before he extended a door-sized palm towards the little girl. It was twice as big as the girl. If the monster grabbed firmly, the little girl would become a piece of flesh in an instant.
It was too late. The monster swiftly clasped his firm palm, causing his palm to let out a creaking sound from the force.
However, the monster was surprised to find nothing in his palm when he opened it.
Wow!
At this point, the dust in front of the Mysterious Being dispersed, revealing a baldy wearing a white cape, an old khaki superhero suit, and red gloved hands tightly hugging a little girl who had fainted.
“Hmm?”
The monster’s face was dark, staring at the baldy, he thundered, “Who are you?”
“Me?”
The bald hero put the little girl down and put his hands on his chest, showing his dead eyes. His white cape fluttered in the wind as he said solemnly, “I am a hero hobbyist who is interested in being a hero.”
“What?”
King Piccolo raised his eyebrows and sneered, “What’s with your random-looking clothes? Did you forget to give the author a bribe or something??”
The bald head hero replied calmly, “I wouldn’t do something so troublesome.”
The monster realized that the baldy was not afraid of him and became angry, “I am a vaccine created against humans since you humans continue to pollute the environment. Earth is a living body, and you humans are a virus that erodes life on Earth. Humanity and civilization are dangerous. Thus, I was born from the will of the Earth
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As he spoke, he became angrier, his muscles gradually swelling, turning him from a handsome monster into a terrifying beast,
“A hobbyist? What qualifications do you have to stand against me, Earth’s apostle?”