Chapter Ninety-Five: The Weak Saitama
Touching the knight No. 1 under his crotch, while continuing to pedal the car, the unlicensed knight muttered with joy on his face: "Old man, now you will finally become my most powerful comrade-in-arms again!" ”
Thinking like this, Undocumented felt more and more excited in his heart, and his riding speed became faster and faster, and finally he directly turned into a phantom and shuttled through the street, making many people around him think that he was arresting criminals or weirdos or something, and they were all there to praise how diligent this respectable hero of justice was!
"I really didn't expect that the first task was for me to explain my hero experience to Saitama, and the explanation time must be ten hours, is it in the hope that he can rely on my experience to improve his ranking and popularity faster? It seems that the system and even the god are quite optimistic about him? ”
Since the first mission is about Saitama, then he naturally has to go to Saitama.
Stopped Knight No. 1, called and asked about Saitama's current location, and after confirming that the other party was at home, he immediately turned around and galloped towards no man's land.
At the same time, at Saitama's house, after hanging up the phone, Saitama scratched his head a little strangely.
Although the two of them are good friends, but because of the relationship between the undocumented guy has always been very busy, many times they haven't seen each other for a month, but the two just met yesterday, and the undocumented told him at that time that he was a little busy recently, and he might not contact him much, why did he contact him again today without a license, and also asked him where he was, as if he was going to come to him.
"Looks like something's going on."
Saitama thought so, but this bald head who didn't like to use his brain didn't plan to continue thinking about what happened to the unlicensed knight this time, and he would naturally know when he came.
Turning his head to look at Genos, who was still thinking hard, he asked, "Anyway, have you thought of a way to improve your ranking, I haven't moved my ranking since I became a professional hero, it's a shame." ”
"Huh? Teacher, you said your ranking has not moved? But why did I see that you had moved up one place in the morning when I was browsing through the information? ”
Hearing Saitama's words, Genos, who was analyzing his teacher's question in his mind, was thought of by the plan, and then remembered the ranking of the teacher he had seen earlier and said strangely.
"Really? Moved up the rankings? ”
Saitama hurriedly ran to the computer to check it, and sure enough, he saw that his hero ranking had risen by one place, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised, although he didn't care much about these things in his heart, but there was still a little bit of competitiveness and shame in his heart, which still made him mind a little bit about his delay in improving.
But then, the surprise on Saitama's face quickly faded, as he found that after his ranking was raised, he was still the last in the C rank.
"Why? Why am I still last even though I have improved in the rankings!? Is there something wrong? ”
"Uh...... I've already checked just now, Teacher, the improvement of your ranking is real, but this is actually because a C-level hero was promoted to B-level three days ago, plus it is rare for no one to pass the hero assessment to become a new hero during this time, so although your ranking has indeed improved, it is still the last one! ”
"Oh! Ah, ha! I know! ”
Saitama was expressionless at this time, with a desireless and wantless face, as if he didn't care about the fact that he was still at the bottom.
"Teacher, this kind of thing is not a big deal, don't you think I'm still at the bottom of the S-level?"
"Huh"
For Genos's comfort, Saitama chose to reply with a 'hehe', which has been quite popular on the Internet recently.
At this moment, the undocumented knight finally arrived at the door of Saitama's house and rang the doorbell.
……
Ten minutes later.
Saitama looked at the chattering undocumented in amazement, and a very ominous premonition rose in his heart.
For these, he was immersed in his own small world of being a teacher and had no sense of it, and at this moment he only felt that his thoughts were extremely smooth, and he only wanted to tell his friends all kinds of opinions in his heart at this time.
And so another twenty minutes passed.
The bald cape man, who used to be a scumbag and is still a scumbag, has a faint feeling that he is falling into hell.
And Genos, who was listening carefully at the beginning, began to feel uncomfortable, even though most of his body was mechanical, he still felt that his current brain was gradually stiffening, and the operation of his mechanical body was also stagnating.
Another half hour passed, and the undocumented chatter had been a full hour, but there were still nine hours left before the mission was over.
Although he kept talking for an hour, he felt that he was in a surprisingly good state this time, not only did he not have the slightest sign of running out of words, but he didn't even feel dry mouth.
But Saitama, who is the strongest human in the universe, now has a feeling that he is going crazy.
As for Genos, this guy had abandoned his teacher three minutes ago and slipped out to buy groceries, in fact, Saitama also wanted to go with him, but he was stopped by the unlicensed person in charge......
I have to say that Saitama's adaptability is still very strong, and when the undocumented ideological and political class reaches three hours and forty minutes, he finally barely adapts to the other party's spiritual attack that goes straight to the soul.
Watching Genos make dinner two hours ago that was now already cold, Saitama finally had some appetite and began to eat.
As for Genos, after cooking, he had already claimed that Dr. Kusno had something to do with him and had made a strategic retreat.
Only his teacher was left to continue to receive the terrible baptism of thought.
The undocumented man who didn't have a stumble in his mouth successfully completed his ten-hour task, looked out the window at the sky, it was already past midnight, but he didn't plan to stay at Saitama's house, and after eating the dinner that Genos had prepared for him as a supper, he said hello to Saitama and left.
Only a bald head with a dull face was left to sit there and look at the air in front of him, he had been a little used to it before, but who would have thought that this cyclist would say it for so long!
Finally, ten minutes after the undocumented ear filling silence, some sparkle finally appeared in the bald head's eyes, and his mouth began to mumble to himself.
"Now I know that I am still so weak, I haven't felt like this for a long time......"
Just now, Saitama, who seemed to be in hell, faintly felt the feeling of weakness that he hadn't experienced for a long time, and in that time just now, that hateful bicycle enthusiast was the real Great Demon King, and he was just a weak child struggling under the mouth of the Great Demon King......