Just as Andrew was about to leave to look for a big road roller to crush all these chunks of scrap metal into flat iron cakes, he heard a deafening boom.
The same blue lightning he'd already seen several times flashed across the area once more.
To be honest, after seeing that blue lightning so many times in such a short span, he was a little numb to it already.
But this time, he noticed that the robot emerging from the lightning was different from the ones before.
The moment it arrived, it quickly reshaped its body, morphing into the exact likeness of a certain person!
Andrew was stunned. "My God, that robot… it looks exactly like me!"
At the same time, his subordinates were also shocked.
They hesitated, unsure whether they should open fire on this newly appeared robot.
The liquid metal man said coldly, "So it's you, T100. You've already betrayed the machine race. Just like when you were once captured by humans—you are truly the shame of our kind!"
The Governor didn't react to the insults at all. The moment he heard the liquid metal man cursing him, he simply raised his shotgun and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The liquid metal man's head was blown into a puddle of metallic mush.
Even Andrew, watching from the side, felt a phantom ache in his own skull.
"Holy crap… thank God that wasn't my head."
But in the blink of an eye, the liquid metal man's ruined head reformed itself. He started striding rapidly toward the Governor.
Click—boom!
Click—boom!
Each time the Governor worked the pump, another shell blasted into the liquid metal man, tearing his body apart again and again.
But every single time, the liquid metal man re-formed.
Until the moment he reached the Governor and drove a sharpened metallic finger straight into the Governor's eye.
Zzzzzt!
A burst of violent sparks erupted from the side of the Governor's skull. That strike heavily damaged him, and his systems shorted out for the moment.
The liquid metal man then turned his gaze toward the crowd.
"So it was you people, working together with T100, who fired a time signal toward the future?"
Trump, Andrew, and all the staff members from Sector Seven instinctively shrank back.
Only Saitama and Vivian remained standing at the front.
This shocked everyone present.
"Did they get so scared by the liquid metal man that their legs just gave out?"
That was everyone's first thought.
But then they saw the figure in the beige coat with the flowing red cape.
And somehow, when they looked at that back, their doubt melted away like ice under summer sun.
"Maybe… he's just not afraid of the thing at all."
Saitama stared coolly at the liquid metal man—T1000—and didn't feel like saying a word.
Vivian, on the other hand, sensibly avoided the liquid metal man's gaze.
The liquid metal man said, "You're a time traveler too."
Saitama replied, "You shouldn't have come here."
The liquid metal man said, "But I'm already here. Since I've come, I will not only kill you, I will eliminate every variable that could affect the future."
Saitama said, "I know you came for Sarah Connor."
A subtle change flickered across the liquid metal man's expression.
Saitama continued, "I also know you're not only planning to kill Sarah Connor, but also her child—because he is the future leader of the human resistance."
At that moment, the liquid metal man suddenly felt a faint sense of unease.
If Saitama was truly a time traveler, then he couldn't be from this time point… and he couldn't be from the time point the liquid metal man himself came from either.
Because T1000 had already cross-referenced all known information from his own era and this one.
That left only one possibility—
Saitama's existence came from a point even further in the future.
The liquid metal man, at the end of the day, was still an AI. He couldn't comprehend the true nature of time.
He didn't understand that if Saitama eliminated the robot threat here and now, then all the events of the future would simply never occur.
Including him, the liquid metal man T1000—who might never even come into being.
The liquid metal man growled, "I suddenly feel like killing you."
Saitama shrugged. "Then that depends on whether you've got what it takes."
As he spoke, Saitama moved.
Boom!
A single punch crashed into T1000's chest.
T1000 was blasted apart on the spot.
Saitama muttered, "…Huh. Watching him beat up the Governor, he looked pretty impressive. Didn't expect him to be this flimsy."
T1000 acted like nothing had happened. His body stretched and re-formed, and he took advantage of the brief opening after Saitama's punch to attack Saitama from behind.
Vivian shouted, "Saitama, look out!"
Andrew yelled, "Hurry and dodge!"
Trump cried, "This is bad, our only hope is about to get killed!"
But in the very next second, Saitama showed them a speed that left everyone dumbfounded.
He slipped out of the attack range in an instant.
The staffers from Sector Seven witnessing that afterimage-like movement were stunned.
"At that speed… that's gotta be around Mach 30!"
Heaven have mercy.
In the year 1984, speeds around Mach 12 were already pushing the limits of what was possible.
Yet Saitama had just casually displayed movement speed of Mach 30.
That was roughly on par with the most cutting-edge drones from the real-world year 2020.
If Andrew and the others knew that this was only a fraction of Saitama's true power, they honestly wouldn't even know what to say.
They'd have a whole dictionary of swear words and still not know where to start.
How could the gap between one "person" and another be this huge?
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Saitama swung his fists over and over, pummeling the liquid metal man from every direction.
T1000, overwhelmed, had no chance to counterattack at all.
Very soon, he was smashed into countless scattered chunks.
Seeing the situation, the liquid metal man had no choice but to split off parts of his metal body, turning them into mobile mini metal men and sending them to attack Saitama's allies behind him.
At that moment, Saitama shouted, "Turn on the high-power electromagnetic field!"
Everyone jumped at his voice.
Only the staffers reacted on instinct, slamming their palms down on the button for the high-power electromagnetic field.
Creak… hum…
A powerful surge of current came roaring in from the distant power station.
In an instant, the lightbulbs all across the Beverly Hills area dimmed noticeably.
Every person in the city was stunned.
"What in the world is going on?"
Some people thought back to the rumors that someone had seen a metal "dummy" in the Gist Café earlier, and couldn't help thinking:
"Don't tell me aliens are invading Earth?"
Meanwhile, on Saitama's side, they were putting on a scientific miracle.
All the fragmented pieces of the metal man were instantly yanked toward the electromagnetic coils, locked in place by the intensified magnetic field.
They could no longer move at all.
T1000 said coldly, "Even if you restrain me like this, it won't hold for long. The technology of 1984 is far cruder than you think."
Saitama replied, "Oh, really? Then I'll just have to install a new system for you."
As he spoke, a new notification popped up in Saitama's system:
"New Achievement Unlocked: Brainwash the Liquid Terminator +1!"
(End of Chapter)
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