Starting from one punch, I will not be a human being Chapter 040

The duty officer with a hairstyle close to that of a strong man genuinely exclaimed, “Hiss… King-sama actually cleared more than ten monsters early this morning!”

“As expected of the strongest man on the surface of our M-City!!”

He put down his coffee cup, his eyes filled with admiration: “Even with the invincible strength of the strongest on the surface, he is still so diligent, fighting every day to protect peace. He is truly a role model for all heroes!”

Several colleagues nearby heard this and gathered to look at the report, then burst into exclamations and agreement.

“Oh my! It’s only morning, and King-sama has already solved so many monster incidents?”

“Yes, yes, King-sama is truly great! With him around, the citizens of M-City can live so peacefully.”

“A friend of mine just moved to M-City last month. He said that ever since he knew King-sama was permanently stationed in M-City, he sleeps much more soundly at night, and his insomnia that used to trouble him has been cured without medicine!”

“…”

For a time, the office was filled with praises for King.

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It was night.

Inside King’s luxurious apartment.

The morning’s special training almost drained all of King’s energy, so much so that he lay like a corpse until night before barely recovering.

Han Sen thoughtfully packed top-grade barbecue from a nearby food street for him, along with high-protein deep-sea sashimi and various nutritious fruits and vegetables.

Firstly, to ensure King could get timely replenishment after training, and secondly, to prevent the strongest on the surface from truly dying young under his careful guidance.

Inside King’s room, the light from the computer screen illuminated Han Sen’s handsome and youthful profile.

He unceremoniously commandeered the S-class hero’s private computer, while the landlord was kindly sent to the living room to play games.

After all, after two days of slacking off, it was time to symbolically pay attention to the mission target.

First, he skillfully found a folder named “Study Materials” deep within the D drive.

With a spirit of critique and research, Han Sen clicked on one of the subdirectories and found hidden video files one by one.

An hour later.

“Tsk tsk, the world is truly going downhill, and people’s hearts are not what they used to be! This King guy’s taste… is quite niche, isn’t it?”

Han Sen rubbed his slightly sore eyes, muttering, and then started to get down to business.

A general search brought up a series of recent news reports from M-City.

“A vicious murder occurred in the commercial street of M-City North District. The deceased’s body was charred black, suspected of being burned at high temperatures…”

“Serial assassinations reappear, all victims show severe burn characteristics, police urge citizens to be vigilant…”

“Several more homeless people died mysteriously, with obvious traces of fire at the scene…”

“…”

Han Sen filtered out key descriptions from multiple reports and compared them with the modus operandi and ability characteristics of “Karmic Flame Frame” from the Monster Association’s intelligence. He could basically confirm that it was the same person.

He marked the locations of these cases on the electronic map in chronological order.

The red markers connected into a continuous area on the map. After simple reasoning and calculation, a cluster of unfinished buildings located in the central area of many incident locations appeared particularly suspicious.

“Nine out of ten, it’s here…” Han Sen stroked his chin, a hint of calculated understanding flashing in his eyes, “Just look at Sonic, who’s also from a ninja village, that guy also always likes to burrow into these deserted buildings where not even a bird shits.”

It’s not that ninjas love to sleep in unfinished buildings, but because such places usually have complex terrain and numerous obstacles.

They are suitable for hiding one’s figure and also convenient for various strange ninja training.

However, confirming the approximate location of the target does not mean immediate action.

Han Sen glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer and stretched leisurely.

Anyway, this week’s operating expenses had already been advanced, and who knew if there would be any extra rewards for returning early to report.

“Sigh, it’s not often I get to go on a business trip and enjoy the prosperity of the human world. Why be so proactive?”

Adhering to the noble ideological awareness of “a monster who doesn’t slack off is not a good employee,” Han Sen decisively decided to observe for a while longer.

Hmm, it’s not too late to set off after completely confirming the movements of Karmic Flame Frame.

In reality, it was just openly enjoying a paid vacation, slacking off until the last deadline of the mission.

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A few days later.

The morning sun once again filled King’s apartment.

Surprisingly, King actually gritted his teeth and persevered with the Saitama-style training that Han Sen casually threw out.

Although he was still as tired as a dead dog every day, unable to even lift a finger, his frail body seemed to miraculously adapt to this high-intensity torment.

Perhaps the will to survive stimulated his potential, perhaps he was about to break through the human limiter, or perhaps he trained too much and his body was mutating into a monster…

At this moment, King, having finished his forced morning exercise, was weakly sprawled on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, pondering why life was so difficult.

Han Sen walked out of the guest room with a steaming cup of coffee, looking at King’s miserable state, and nodded with satisfaction.

“King, it seems the ‘Strongest on the Surface Development Plan’ is showing initial results! In less than a week, you’re able to persist through the entire training volume.”

King didn’t even have the strength to lift his eyelids, only letting out a faint groan from his throat.

“By the way,” Han Sen changed the subject, “I’ve sent out some resumes online these past few days. There don’t seem to be any suitable high-paying positions for me here in M-City.”

“However, a company in another city has called me for an interview. If it goes well, I might not come back today.”

“!!!”

—What! Such good news!!

Rising from a deathbed, an old tree blooms anew!

King suddenly sprang up from the sofa, fully revived!

The fatigue on his fierce, scarred face vanished, replaced by excitement and ecstasy!

—Han Sen-kun is leaving?

—This demon is finally leaving?!

—Freedom!

—My games! My 2D wives! My warm bed!

—I can live a happy and joyful shut-in life again… right?

Although his heart was already blooming with joy and celebrating with fireworks, King outwardly maintained the composure of an S-class hero.

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He tried hard to suppress the urge for his mouth to curve upwards wildly, and said in a steady, slightly regretful tone: “Is that so? That’s really… too bad. I originally wanted to ask Han Sen-kun for more tips on muscle training!”

“However, career comes first! Han Sen-kun, I wish you a successful interview and a bright future!”

Han Sen looked at King’s sincere eyes and couldn’t help but show a moved expression: “King, you are truly my good friend! With your words, I am relieved! Since that’s the case…”

He paused, patted King’s shoulder, and said sincerely: “To live up to your blessings, and to continue supervising you to complete the ‘Strongest on the Surface Development Plan,’ whether this interview succeeds or not, I will rush back as soon as possible tomorrow!”

Across from Han Sen, the smile on King’s face instantly froze, and his entire person completely turned black and white.

—Ah… he’s coming back?

Can this world ever be good again?!

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