Starting from one punch, I will not be a human being Chapter 023

Yesterday, after killing the Bug God, Han Sen looked at his account balance, which had accumulated to over 30, 000, and immediately added points purely out of interest.

Upgrading UR abilities is expensive; one point costs 10, 000 Origin Points.

It can be upgraded, but there’s no need for it yet.

Deeply aware that the seemingly large amount of Origin Points couldn’t withstand much spending, Han Sen chose a balanced build this time.

He put one point into each SSR ability, balancing the advantageous growth of core abilities with the performance improvement of other abilities, focusing on cost-effectiveness.

[Consumed Origin Points × 16000, “Overgrowth” level increased! Lv 5->Lv 6!]

[Consumed Origin Points × 4000, “Fierce Beast Body” level increased! Lv 3->Lv 4!]

After these two points, more than half of the 30, 000+ Origin Points were gone!

The remaining Origin Points were used to level up “Monsterization,” an essential ability for the next stage of mischief, and all the remaining bits and pieces were thrown into the inherent abilities of his main body—

[Consumed Origin Points × 1000, ability evolution complete!]

[“Basic Regeneration (N)” LvMax-> “Rapid Regeneration (R)” Lv 1!]

Regeneration ability upgraded to R-rank, further enhancing wound recovery and limb regeneration speed.

[Consumed Origin Points × 2550, “Spiked Armor” level increased! Lv 1->Lv 9!]

Finally, his innate ability, “Spiked Armor,” was leveled to the brink of evolution. With this, a wave of all-in spending directly brought his Origin Points down to single digits.

Burned out!

Origin Points… really burned out!

[—No Longer Human System—]

[Host: Han Sen]

[Current Race: Monster (Unknown Insectoid Mutation)]

[Disaster Level: Ghost (Upper)]

[—Ability List—]

[Inherent Body Abilities: 2]

[ 1, “Spiked Armor (R)” Lv 9]

[ 2, “Rapid Regeneration (R)” Lv 1]

[Ability Slots: 10/15]

[ 1, “Tera-Splitting (UR)” Lv 1]

[ 2, “Fusion (UR)” Lv 1]

[ 3, “Overgrowth (SSR)” Lv 6]

[ 4, “Fierce Beast Body (SSR)” Lv 4]

[ 5, “Scorching Shot (SSR)” Lv 2]

[ 6, “Beast Instinct (SSR)” Lv 2]

[ 7, “Swift Wind (SSR)” Lv 2]

[ 8, “Cell Mimicry (SSR)” Lv 2]

[ 9, “Monsterization (SR)” Lv 6]

[ 10, “Cell Self-Destruct (SR)” Lv 1]

[Origin Points: 7]

[———E N D———]

At this moment, looking at the system panel and recalling the scene of adding points yesterday, Han Sen still felt a lingering sense of unfulfillment.

Trash system, how come you hit your limit after only a few points!

(System: “…”)

Fortunately, not a single Origin Point was wasted.

Han Sen’s normal strength reached the upper Ghost-level, rising to a new level after his battle with the Bug God.

Just one step away from Ghost-level Grand Perfection…

No, just one step away from the peak of Ghost-level!

“Awoo~~!!” (Push harder~~!!)

“Sorry, sorry, I was just distracted, Lord Pochy.”

His drifting thoughts were called back by Pochy’s dissatisfied howl. Han Sen smiled and apologized, then glaring crimson patterns appeared all over his body, and the power of an upper Ghost-level exploded!

With Pochy’s defense exceeding Dragon-level, a fierce rub was all it took!

“Are you satisfied with this intensity?”

“Woof~” (Better than before~)

In the cold underground river occupied by one person and one beast, harmonious laughter filled the air once more.

…

…

After finishing his daily feeding and dog-petting duties, Han Sen bid farewell to the still-reluctant Pochy and, as usual, walked back alone.

He mused that the minor skirmishes among the lower-level monsters in the past were one thing, but killing the Bug God this time would surely elicit a response from Big Eyeball.

As for the few low-level monsters who accompanied him as food transporters…

Don’t ask, if you ask, they’re crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, all familiar faces.

Not long after he walked out, a familiar mental fluctuation silently enveloped him.

It’s here.

Han Sen’s heart stirred, his steps paused slightly, and he looked up.

On a rock not far ahead, a pink-purple cyclops with several deformed tentacles strangely floated, it was Big Eyeball’s puppet clone used for surveillance, reconnaissance, and information transfer—

Little Eyeball.

It floated there silently, its single eye devoid of any emotion, merely staring coldly at Han Sen.

Han Sen understood, calmly stepped forward, and courteously bowed, “Lord Big Eyeball.”

Little Eyeball was silent for a moment, then a slightly cold, strange voice echoed in Han Sen’s ear.

“The Bug God is dead.”

“I killed it,” Han Sen admitted frankly, without any intention of defending himself.

Little Eyeball fell silent again.

Han Sen could feel that the will behind that single eye was scrutinizing him, evaluating his value and threat.

“Why?”

Psykos’s distorted voice, transmitted through the psychic waves emitted by Little Eyeball, asked, “The Bug God was one of the Monster Association’s important combatants. You killed it; I need a reason.”

Han Sen straightened up, his dark face mask showing no expression, but his tone carried an arrogant sense of course:

“Reason? Of course, because I am stronger, so it died!”

“Lord Big Eyeball, in my opinion, losers… are not qualified to serve you.”

Little Eyeball’s reaction was noncommittal, though in the Monster Association, losers indeed only had one fate: becoming snacks for Monster King Orochi.

“Didn’t you ask me to choose a resounding monster name for myself before?”

Han Sen took a step forward, releasing his formidable aura without reservation, carrying the sharpness and arrogance of a newly ascended powerhouse.

“I think ‘Bug God’ is a good name.”

“Since that waste has proven its inferiority with its death, then from today onwards…”

Han Sen raised his claw, covered in spiked armor, and pointed it at himself from a distance.

“I am the ‘Bug God’!”

“…”

The voice wasn’t loud, but it clearly echoed through the empty underground passage.

Behind Little Eyeball, the deeply hidden Psykos heard this declaration, and even with her strategic brilliance, her mouth couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

—This guy…

—Could it be that he’s bad at naming, so he just went and stole someone else’s name?!

However, complaining aside.

Psykos was more concerned with Han Sen’s astonishing growth speed and potential.

In just a short week, he had soared from a Wolf-level cannon fodder to being able to easily kill a peak Ghost-level monster.

This strength, courage, and growth rate indeed far exceeded Psykos’s expectations.

She even saw a trace of her most successful creation—Monster King Orochi—in Han Sen’s dark body!

—To me, Ghost-level monsters are just tools that can be sacrificed at any time.

—An old tool broke, and a stronger, sharper new tool replaced it. It doesn’t seem… like a bad thing.

“Very well, since you have proven your value, then…”

Psykos’s deliberately distorted, sharp voice rang out again, sounding intrigued, “From today onwards, you are the Monster Association’s new ‘Bug God’!”

The dead Bug God: Oh no, my name is gone!