— — Bah! Shameless! Disgusting!
Tatsumaki spat in her heart, but her thoughts, like a wild horse, uncontrollably drifted to memories that made her blush even more.
The irresistible strength when he grabbed her wrist, and the burning heat from his palm.
The feeling of her heart almost leaping out of her throat when he gazed at her with those golden eyes and said, "I like you."
And… when he forcibly pulled her into his embrace, that broad, solid chest, and the domineering big hand wrapped around her waist…
"Ah—!!"
Tatsumaki shook her head violently, trying to shake these messy thoughts out of her mind.
But the more she suppressed them, the clearer those images became.
What was even more infuriating was that after that day, that scoundrel vanished completely, as if he had evaporated!
She subtly asked the Hero Association staff to investigate, only to be told that Han Sen's contact information was not in the hero database at all.
Well, actually, it was.
Sitch had multiple communication records between Han Sen and King in his possession, but to prevent their ace from going berserk and wrecking the place, he decided to suppress this information.
The Hero Association only marked him as a "mysterious strong individual with great power and an unknown stance" in the K-City incident report; there wasn't even a clear photo of him.
Not being able to find him meant she couldn't arrange… a battle!
Yes, a battle!
She swore that the next time they met, she would definitely let that guy see her true strength!
But… she couldn't find him!
"Han Sen… where in the world did that scoundrel go?"
Tatsumaki muttered irritably as she flew at high speed through the clouds, her voice so low only she could hear it.
Her small face was puffed up, like a cat that couldn't find its toy.
But as she thought about it, that irritation and anger unknowingly changed its flavor.
If… if she saw him again, and he still dared to… to do that to her…
What should she do?
Should she directly use Psychokinesis to twist him into eighteen pieces, or…
Or… beat him half to death first, and then listen to what he wanted to say?
He seemed to be… the first man who wasn't afraid of her and even dared to praise her as "sexy and cute"…
And… his appearance after transforming seemed… indeed quite handsome…
As soon as this thought popped up, Tatsumaki shivered as if her tail had been stepped on.
Boom! Pop! Pop! Pop!
Below.
Streetlights on several streets in a city she was passing through simultaneously burst!
Glass shards and metal parts rained down, instantly causing a small-scale panic.
"Ah! What happened?"
"No warning, could it be a Monster attack!"
"Run!"
"…"
Pedestrians on the street scattered in panic, but they didn't realize that the culprit had already transformed into a green meteor, disappearing frantically into the horizon at several times her previous speed.
Above the clouds, the small figure enveloped in flowing light had a small face that was so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! What strange things am I thinking about—!!!!"
The girl's desperate scream of shame and anger was completely drowned out by the howling wind.
Tatsumaki didn't realize that with each uncontrollable moment of inner turmoil, her sturdy mental defense was quietly disintegrating at a visible rate.
…
…
At the same time, hundreds of kilometers away.
House of Evolution Headquarters.
Han Sen stood in front of rows of massive cultivation tanks, admiring the shocking spectacle before his eyes.
Doctor Genus truly lived up to his reputation as a top villainous scientist; he delivered on his promise!
From the first batch of ten "Mass-produced Asura Rhino Beetle" that passed inspection during the trial run of the Dragon-level Monster mass production base, to the current second batch of products, the quantity had skyrocketed tenfold.
Hundreds of Dragon-levels!!
In comparison, a small meeting like the Monster Association's, with only a dozen or so Dragon-level cadres present, was completely insignificant in Han Sen's eyes!
He just needed to finish up before the meeting ended, which would also be giving face to the angel investor and the former top-ranked Psykos.
(Psykos, who was presiding over the Monster Association meeting in a secret room: "Achoo—!!")
"Doctor Genus, you've worked hard."
"It is my honor to serve you." Doctor Genus stood respectfully to the side, a fleeting fanaticism of a researcher seeing perfect research material in his eyes. "It's embarrassing to say, but we've been working overtime since your last inspection. Fortunately, we didn't disappoint you, boss, and completed the expansion of the production line within the deadline."
Han Sen looked at the massive brown insect Monsters still sleeping in the cultivation tanks and smiled faintly: "I know the Doctor never makes empty boasts. Let's cut to the chase. Wake them…"
"Wake them all up!"
Doctor Genus's pupils behind his reflective glasses suddenly constricted, and a drop of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
One must know, these were a full hundred Dragon-level disasters!!
Although they were genuine mass-produced weakened types, they were still enough to truly annihilate a city in an instant!!
The calm demeanor of a top researcher was gone, and he stammered in shock: "Sorry… B-boss…!"
"You mean…?!!"
"Wake them all up."
Han Sen repeated his request, while stretching his shoulders and arm muscles: "Hurry up, I'm in a rush."
Doctor Genus: "…"
"…As you wish!"
Ten minutes later.
[Killed Dragon-level Monster "Mass-produced Asura Rhino Beetle" x 100, obtained Origin Point x 6,531,400!]
Compared to the first batch of Mass-produced Asura, the final performance of this batch was slightly adjusted upwards while ensuring production, resulting in a stable increase of nearly 10 percentage points in kill rewards after they went berserk.
This terrifying technical capability left Han Sen amazed once again!
In comparison, the shock brought by millions of Origin Point income in one go was much smaller.
After all, the scene of consuming half a small target in the previous wave was still vivid in his mind.
The current replenishment of over 6.5 million hadn't even filled the hole from the previous consumption, so his mood naturally wouldn't be overly excited.
It felt like he had gotten used to high consumption and high income—
It was satisfying, but the satisfaction quickly subsided due to the elevated threshold, a feeling of 'edging'.
At this moment, Han Sen twisted his neck, and the shadow beneath him wriggled and leaped, hundreds of black light figures merging into it from all directions like tired birds returning to their nest.
On the other side, Doctor Genus, witnessing his boss instantly transform into thousands—a visual illusion caused by ordinary people's dizziness—and then pressing down on the heads of a hundred Mass-produced Asura, forcing them to go berserk and then killing them, was completely beside himself.
He felt a sense of powerlessness, as if all his research in this life had gone to waste.
Another day of fantasizing about the boss
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