Under the senior's guidance, Vincent soon found his dormitory and met his roommates.
Each dorm room housed four students.
Vincent's three roommates consisted of one chubby guy and two skinny ones, leaving Vincent as the only one with a fairly normal physique among them.
After brief introductions, Vincent learned their names.
The heavier one was Jason Tanner.
The two thin roommates were Eric Hunter and Felix Ward.
"Vincent, we're heading out to an internet café. Wanna come?"
Felix, a local, knew where the good cafés were.
Vincent shook his head as he tidied up his bed. "I'll pass for today. I plan to walk around a bit, get familiar with the surroundings first."
Hearing this, Felix and the others didn't insist further, leaving shortly afterward.
As soon as Vincent finished folding his bedding, he quickly headed outside to begin his training.
Since acquiring Saitama's Physique, he hadn't skipped even a single day of practice.
Without such diligence, his current attributes wouldn't be as incredible as they were.
Leaving the dorm, Vincent began his usual ten-kilometer run.
To avoid attracting unwanted attention on campus, he headed straight out of school grounds, jogging along the street.
After around ten minutes, he found himself near an old market.
Boom!
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion echoed from within the marketplace, sending out a powerful shockwave in all directions.
Street stalls overturned, merchandise flew everywhere, and pedestrians toppled to the ground.
Vincent himself nearly stumbled from the force.
What happened?
Alarmed, Vincent quickly retreated to a safe distance, observing cautiously.
Screams of panic and pain filled the street as chaos erupted everywhere.
Climbing swiftly up nearby stairs, Vincent found a vantage point, staring toward the source of the explosion.
A shop near the edge of the old market had been reduced to rubble, with injured people sprawled around, groaning and crying for help.
However, what really captured Vincent's attention wasn't the destruction below.
It was several figures sprinting and leaping across rooftops in a high-speed pursuit.
Vincent was stunned their speed, reflexes, and agility were vastly beyond normal humans.
The muscular man leading the chase effortlessly leaped over ten meters in a single bound, reaching another building's rooftop as if defying gravity itself.
It was like watching superheroes in action!
Of course, Vincent knew he himself could perform similar feats perhaps even more impressively now but witnessing this kind of brazen supernatural display openly on the streets was a first for him.
Unfortunately, the muscular man was headed straight in his direction.
Vincent immediately concealed himself.
He had no intention of getting involved; keeping a low profile was his current policy.
"Kevin Cole! Hand over the Super Soldier Serum!" yelled someone chasing behind.
The muscular man laughed defiantly, ignoring the shout and focusing purely on escape.
Hidden in the shadows, Vincent raised an eyebrow upon hearing the words "Super Soldier Serum."
If he remembered correctly, wasn't that straight out of the Marvel Universe? The serum had famously turned Steve Rogers into Captain America!
He hadn't expected such a thing to appear in the real world, let alone trigger an intense pursuit.
"Kevin Cole, you're finished!" the pursuer roared angrily, relentless in his pursuit.
Vincent watched as they raced past him, remaining perfectly still and uninterested in intervening.
Before obtaining Saitama's physique, Vincent might've been tempted by such a serum.
But now…
What could possibly beat the limitless potential of Saitama's Physique?
At this moment, the fleeing muscular man suddenly halted.
In front of him stood a young man who had seemingly appeared from nowhere. His cold, intimidating aura instantly blocked any hope of escape.
The muscular man's expression darkened drastically upon seeing this youth.
Without uttering a single unnecessary word, the youth attacked!
Vincent's eyes widened in shock.
The young man's movements were incredibly swift, like lightning strikes so fast that even Vincent struggled to see his actions clearly.
It was a humbling realization that, despite his newfound power, he still had plenty of room to grow.
The muscular man was overwhelmed after just a few exchanges, taking multiple powerful blows in an instant.
Each strike was swift and fluid, coated in an ethereal blue aura resembling flowing water.
"Boom!"
The muscular man crashed heavily to the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood.
He stared in disbelief at his attacker, forcing out the words through clenched teeth, "Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist?"
"At least you recognize it," the youth sneered coldly, turning to address his companions as they arrived. "Take him away!"
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