"Is Mr. Han Sen here?"
The woman smiled sweetly and asked Genos.
Her name was Sylph, and she was the HR Director and Chief Headhunter for the hero organization "NEO. HEROES."
"Looking for Mr. Han Sen?" Genos's emotionless golden electronic eyes scrutinized the woman in front of him. "May I ask what you need him for?"
"I am Sylph from 'NEO. HEROES.' I have very important matters to discuss with Mr. Han Sen," Sylph said, trying to peer inside.
When she saw Saitama and King in the living room, her pupils slightly constricted.
Caped Baldy, the Strongest Man on Earth, King!
Three S-Class Heroes gathered in this small apartment?
—Could it be… Mr. Han Sen has already joined the Hero Association!?
—"NEO. HEROES."…
Hearing the woman's self-introduction from outside the door, Genos's emotionless golden electronic eyes scanned her up and down, but he didn't immediately move aside.
Scanned all over by his cold, high-tech electronic eyes, Sylph couldn't help but shiver, instinctively clenching her legs, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her arm skin.
—What a fierce little puppy, truly worthy of being the S-Class Hero "Demon Cyborg" whose popularity has recently soared!
—The Hero Association is truly a lucky organization; heroes like him are like cash cows! If only I could recruit him into Neo…
For a moment, Sylph even entertained the possibility of poaching Genos.
And just then, Han Sen's lazy voice came from the living room.
"Let her in, Genos."
"Understood, Mr. Han Sen!"
With permission granted, Genos made a mental note of this organization, which he hadn't found in his database, and then stepped aside, creating a path.
"Hello, Miss Sylph."
Han Sen didn't put down his snacks, nor did he adjust his lazy, reclining posture, but looked at her calmly.
"We meet again. What new conditions have you brought this time?"
The moment he saw Sylph, he sensed the astonishment in her heart.
Han Sen chuckled inwardly.
You're late. If you had come a few days earlier, you would have seen Tornado and Fubuki, the two sisters.
Sylph took a deep breath, forcefully suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, and regained her professional demeanor as a chief headhunter.
She took out an exquisitely made electronic file board from her briefcase and handed it over.
"Mr. Han Sen, after our last contact, our senior executives at Neo have re-evaluated and reassessed."
"We fully agree to your demands. You will have the highest authority, equivalent to that of founder Blue. The organization will arrange personnel to form your hero team, and you will have absolute command over the team."
"In short, you will be Neo's leader, its ace, the core that determines the future of the entire organization."
"'NEO. HEROES' sincerely hopes to invite you to join."
Saitama and King, who had initially not paid much attention, were both a little stunned upon hearing this.
"Wow, that sounds really impressive."
Saitama looked impressed but didn't quite understand.
King also blinked in surprise.
—What, even hero organizations outside the Hero Association are trying to poach people now?
Genos was furiously jotting something down in his notebook, not knowing what new insights he had gained.
"Sounds good." Han Sen casually flipped through the contents on the file board, then placed it on the table and looked up at Sylph.
Sylph's heart instantly leaped to her throat.
"I accept your invitation."
It worked!
Sylph rejoiced inwardly, but Han Sen's next words made her freeze.
"However, I don't need the so-called subordinates you arrange," Han Sen leaned back slightly on the sofa, a meaningful curve on his lips. "At that time, I will bring my own team to join."
"Your… your team?"
Sylph's mind was a little slow to process.
According to Neo's intelligence, Han Sen had always been a lone wolf. When did he get a team?
Could it be these three S-Class Heroes in front of her?
But they clearly belonged to the Hero Association…
"That's right, my team." Han Sen had no intention of explaining.
Looking at his undeniable gaze, Sylph remembered the instructions from the higher-ups before she came—
No matter what demands the other party made, fulfill them all, regardless of the cost.
"…Okay, Mr. Han Sen." She immediately nodded in agreement. "'NEO. HEROES' awaits your and your team's presence at any time."
…
…
That night.
Monster Association, Insect God Temple.
Psykos, dressed in a form-fitting black dress, was kneeling behind Han Sen, her fair, slender fingers massaging his shoulders with just the right amount of force.
Beside them, the alluring Mosquito Girl and the graceful Plasma Dancer served Han Sen cut fruit and iced drinks, their movements so practiced it was as if they had rehearsed a thousand times.
Enjoying the attentive service of his Monster maid group, Han Sen stretched lazily and casually said,
"Psykos, get ready."
"Ready for what?" Psykos asked subconsciously, her hands not daring to stop.
"It's time to debut."
Psykos: ?
The voluptuous older sister's movements stiffened, suspecting she had misheard.
Han Sen turned his head, looked at her pretty face full of question marks, and repeated,
"Not just you all, I will select a group of promising Demon-level Weirdos, train them to master transformation abilities similar to Monsterification, and become Neo Heroes."
The so-called training, of course, referred to Dr. Genus's biotechnology modifications. Even if some were difficult to handle, Han Sen's Imaginary Divine Power was also very adept at "cosmetic surgery."
"Ah?"
Psykos's pupils dilated, and her mind crashed on the spot.
Who was she?
She was the creator of the Monster Association, the destined one who yearned to overthrow human civilization and achieve the ultimate life form on Earth!
Now, she was going to be a hero?
To protect those "planetary parasites" she once wanted to eliminate?
And to become colleagues with those arrogant heroes she hated the most?
This was simply… a huge joke!
"No… no!" Psykos instinctively resisted. "My King! This absolutely cannot happen! I… how can I be a hero!"
"Why not?" Han Sen retorted. "You're so smart, you have leadership skills, and you're beautiful."
"Plus the two of them, with a little packaging, you could definitely become the next generation of idol hero groups."
"Idol… heroes?"
Psykos felt her worldview crumbling.
"Your Majesty, we understand."
Mosquito Girl and Plasma Dancer, on the other hand, had no objections, bowing respectfully to accept the command.
For them, the Monster King's command…
Was everything.
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