Starting from one punch, I will not be a human being Chapter 072

The moment the ability was copied, a sense of control arose, one that could perfectly converge all non-human aura, making oneself appear even purer than a true human.

With the SSR-grade “Perfect Transformation,” Han Sen’s future transitions between being human and non-human would undoubtedly be smoother.

As an ability of the same type as “Monsterization,” it seemed to have overlapping effects.

But when Han Sen noticed the subtle change in Sweet Mask’s attitude towards him, and the appreciation that almost overflowed from his eyes, he knew his choice was not wrong.

This ability definitely had its unique aspects.

Coming back to his senses, Han Sen subtly retracted his hand and then politely declined Sweet Mask’s suggestion: “A hero? Sounds good, but I don’t have that idea for now, after all…”

“I’m used to being free and undisciplined; I can’t stand those rules and regulations.”

(Psykos: Exactly!!)

However, he didn’t completely close the door.

After all, the idea of a Monster Association executive joining the Hero Association as a hero was quite appealing, but that would only be after “Perfect Transformation” was maxed out and everything was foolproof.

—He doesn’t want to be bound by the rules of the Hero Association; he just wants to act righteously by his own will, alone?

—King’s friend is truly a proud and powerful man…

Sweet Mask secretly sighed in his heart, while his admiration for Han Sen deepened.

Little did he know that Han Sen didn’t have as much of the pride and ideals he imagined; he was solely focused on improving his own safety factor.

At this moment, it was just their first meeting, and Sweet Mask knew that it wouldn’t be appropriate if he overly persuaded Han Sen.

However, hearing Han Sen’s words, it seemed there was room for maneuver in the future, so he suppressed a hint of anticipation in his heart.

“I understand, I was abrupt.”

At this moment, Sweet Mask had completely regained his elegant demeanor. He took out a hot-stamped business card of extraordinary quality from his beach shirt pocket and handed it over with sincere eyes: “However, Han Sen-kun, this is my private contact information.”

“If you ever need my help with anything in the future, no matter what it is, please be sure to contact me. Consider it a small token of my personal regard.”

“Oh? Anything I need?”

Han Sen took the tough, high-quality hot-stamped business card, flicked it lightly with his fingertip, and then changed the subject: “If that’s the case, Mr. Mask…”

“Can you give me a few front-row VIP tickets to your concert tonight? My two friends are your loyal fans and were planning to attend your concert tonight anyway.”

Han Sen tilted his head, and Sweet Mask immediately followed his gaze to Alice and Tifa, who were already starry-eyed in the distance.

He couldn’t help but be slightly stunned, seemingly not expecting Han Sen to make such a simple and down-to-earth request.

However, he quickly recovered, and a perfectly charming smile appeared on his handsome, aloof face: “Of course, no problem. I will immediately arrange the best seats, and someone will deliver the tickets shortly.”

“Great, thank you very much then!”

“You’re welcome. It’s my honor to be liked by your friends, Han Sen-kun.”

Until he left, Sweet Mask did not have much interaction with King, who was beside him. He merely nodded slightly as a greeting before leaving.

What is a superficial colleague, and what is differential treatment? It was perfectly illustrated.

Han Sen understood in his heart that this was still due to his recognition of King’s character and strength.

If it were an S-class hero that Sweet Mask disliked, he would have already mocked and verbally attacked them to their face.

With a sigh, Han Sen turned to walk towards the two beautiful women on the beach who were so excited they were almost fainting at the prospect of getting VIP tickets to their idol’s concert. At the same time, he waved at King and bid farewell: “King, I won’t keep you tonight. See you tomorrow.”

King: “…”

Beast!

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The next morning, in the presidential suite.

Han Sen woke up from the large, soft multi-person bed. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the floating dust motes in the air shimmered with light and shadow.

He casually pushed away the soft, pink lotus-like arms and long, slender jade legs that were still wrapped around him like an octopus. As he stretched his strong arms lazily, a series of delicate crackling sounds came from his bones.

Last night’s concert tour was exceptionally wild, and the two hot girls who accompanied him were quite exhausted. They were sleeping soundly at the moment, with even a faint, satisfied smile on their delicate faces.

Han Sen was shirtless, with only a bath towel wrapped around his waist. He strolled to the edge of the top-floor terrace.

The morning sea breeze brushed his slightly damp black hair. Below him was a vast expanse of blue waves, and on the distant horizon, a red sun was struggling to break free from the ocean’s embrace.

In such a backdrop, Han Sen seemed like the master who controlled this world.

Just then, the airflow on the terrace behind Han Sen suddenly surged.

A black shadow swept past, and a tall figure, identical to his own, seemed to condense out of thin air with the sea breeze, appearing silently there.

Aside from a slight difference in clothing style, it was clearly another Han Sen.

“Boss.”

The clone walked forward and familiarly stood side by side with Han Sen’s main body, gazing at the magnificent sea view in the distance.

“Dr. Genus’s progress is incredibly fast. The mass production experiment of the first-generation ‘Monster Cells’ is going very smoothly. The culture medium has been initially debugged, and it’s estimated that it will soon enter the optimization and mass production phase.”

“Also, today’s rich woman’s reward has arrived. Remember to check it later.”

Han Sen was startled, a hint of surprise in his expression: “So fast? How long has it been?”

Dr. Genus’s incredible efficiency once again refreshed Han Sen’s understanding. It hadn’t even been a full day, and you’re telling me you’re ready for mass replication?

Han Sen couldn’t help but sigh, truly worthy of being a top scientist who mastered core technology and was years ahead of the current era!

If it weren’t for his early appearance in the original timeline, with Dr. Genus’s technical prowess, it would be entirely possible for him to obtain samples of Dragon-level or higher monsters like the Cosmic Garou or Orochi in the later stages and hand-craft perverted powerhouses of similar specifications!

“There’s one more thing that will definitely interest you, Boss.”

The clone grinned, with a hint of seeking credit.

“Oh, come on…” Han Sen raised an eyebrow, then squinted at the clone, “Alright, ‘our’ perception system and information sources are completely shared, it’s just that most of them are set to conditional by me.”

“Speak quickly, don’t keep me in suspense.”

“Hehe, isn’t this to highlight your esteemed status, Boss!”

The clone chuckled twice, then poured a steaming cappuccino and handed it to the main body, immediately becoming serious: “Just last night, ‘we’ found the exact location of the Sea Folk’s main base in the waters surrounding City J.”

“Sea Folk?”