"Thank you for your appreciation, my lord! Your subordinate will definitely give it his all! But…"
Han Sen was ecstatic, but on the surface, he didn't get carried away, making promises and showing loyalty. Instead, his gaze was hesitant: "Your subordinate cannot guarantee that he will be able to possess strength comparable to a Dragon-level cadre in a short period of time!"
"No matter, just do your best."
Great Eyes didn't seem surprised by Han Sen's reaction.
After many years of Monsterification experiments, she was very clear about how difficult it was for ordinary Monsters to advance in strength.
Only a very small number of individuals with astonishing potential or outstanding talent could directly possess the destructive power of a Demon-level or even Dragon-level disaster after transformation.
The vast majority of Monsters, from the moment of their birth, had their strength basically locked and fixed.
At this time, the only successful case of the near-death evolution theory—the existence of the Monster King Orochi—seemed particularly precious.
It had undergone countless terrifying transformations between life and death, and its birth process was full of too many coincidences and irreplicability. A slight mistake would lead to complete death, turning into a twisted and rotten mass of flesh and blood!
And now, the growth potential Han Sen displayed was even comparable to Orochi's back then, and his extremely high compatibility with Monster Cell further reduced the cultivation cost to the lowest.
This was also the fundamental reason why Psykos was so attentive to Bug God, almost giving him whatever he wanted.
The single eye of Great Eyes deeply looked at Han Sen, and the light blue Psychokinesis fluctuations spread out, enveloping a heavy large bag that flew out from the darkness.
"However, if Bug God you can meet His Majesty Orochi as soon as possible, I believe he will also be very happy~~"
Great Eyes said indifferently, while controlling the sofa throne beneath her to slowly turn around, the intention to see him off already very obvious.
"Your subordinate understands!!"
Han Sen grabbed the cloth bag with his large hand and retreated step by step into the darkness, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Psykos couldn't help but let out a cold snort, sensing that Bug God's aura had almost instantly vanished, so quickly as if he was afraid she would go back on her word.
Controlling Great Eyes to gently tap the armrest of the sofa with its huge finger, its single eye gaze returned to Flame of Impure Ardor, who was still unconscious on the ground like a dead dog.
"Wait a minute…"
"According to what that kid just said, Flame of Impure Ardor, before he was 'educated' by him, seemed… not to have completed Monsterification yet…?"
As if suddenly remembering some crucial detail that had been overlooked, the massive pink-purple Monster body, six meters tall, suddenly stiffened in place.
"…So, that guy, Bug God, never mentioned giving Flame a Monster Cell from beginning to end!"
Silence was the main theme of the night.
Deep underground, Psykos's true self, who had come to her senses, had fire in her beautiful eyes, and her silver teeth almost shattered on the spot.
Her fingers trembled, and an expensive antique vase in the room was instantly enveloped by a light blue glow, collapsing and shattering inward with a "crack, crack" sound in an instant, turning into a pile of fragments in the blink of an eye!
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My people, who understands this!
I rewarded that scoundrel so much! He actually…
Even a mere Monster Cell for a newcomer, he wants to embezzle it?!
I have never seen such a shameless Monster!!!
"In—sect—God—!!!!"
…
…
M City, Municipal Hospital.
The smell of disinfectant permeated the corridor, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
Outside the ward, a group of burly men in various vests paced anxiously, their muscles clearly defined, each stronger than the last.
At the head was a short-haired, golden-haired strong man in a dark blue tight-fitting vest, none other than the S-Class Hero, Vest Sage.
He looked calm, but his clenched fists and the engorged veins on his arms indicated that his heart was not at peace.
"Damn it! Who dares to lay such a heavy hand on someone from our Vest Army!"
The yellow-haired strong man in a camouflage tiger-striped vest, Vest Tiger, roared, punching the wall, causing plaster to crumble down.
"That guy from the Vest Vegetarian Faction, although he usually rambles on about his vegetarian theory, saying that only by eating vegetarian can one unleash the true power of the vest, he actually fell so miserably this time…"
The middle-aged strong man in a black vest, Vest Black Hole, snorted coldly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Boss, we must drag that scoundrel out and let him know the consequences of angering our Vest Army!"
"I must let him taste my 'Black Hole Iron Fist'!"
These two were biological brothers, with hero levels of C and B respectively. They usually fought as a team and were considered two good hands in the Vest Army.
At this moment, the brothers echoed each other, spitting saliva, looking as if they couldn't wait to rush out and turn M City upside down to find the culprit.
Beside them, Vest Girl, with neat short hair and wearing ripped jeans and a sports vest that outlined her beautiful figure, frowned and said, "I say, don't get excited. We don't even know who the enemy is or what their purpose is yet!"
Vest Racer, wearing a motorcycle helmet and only revealing the lower half of his face, also chimed in with a muffled voice, "Exactly, exactly. That guy from the Vest Vegetarian Faction usually likes to run around. Maybe he provoked some tough opponent."
Vest Swimmer, wearing beach shorts and a tight vest, echoed, "Yeah, let's figure out the situation first and wait for Vest Sage to decide!"
…"
The Vest Gang was in a chaotic mess, their spittle almost drowning the entire corridor.
Vest Sage took a deep breath, feeling his temples throb.
As a physical hero who had almost trained his muscles into his brain, he was not good at thinking about such complicated matters.
His chest rose and fell exaggeratedly like a bellows, and he frowned, "Wait until the Vest Vegetarian Faction wakes up, then we'll ask him what happened! Now, everyone, be quiet!"
The S-Class Hero's aura spread, and the Vest Gang immediately fell silent.
As soon as the doctors and nurses finished their routine checks and left, he immediately pushed open the ward door and walked in first.
The rest of the Vest Gang also immediately followed, and the small ward suddenly became somewhat crowded, the air seemingly thinning due to the excessive amount of muscle.
On the hospital bed, Vest Vegetarian Faction was covered in bandages from head to toe, like a giant white mummy, with only his face exposed.
And that face was now swollen like a steamed bun, bruised and purple, barely recognizable, looking somewhat comical yet also making one's heart tighten.
"Ugh… cough cough…"
As if hearing the commotion, the person on the bed let out a painful groan and slowly opened his eyes, which were swollen into slits.
Seeing familiar and angry faces surrounding the bed, Vest Vegetarian Faction's swollen lips trembled, and his voice was muffled: "B-boss… My, my vest…"
"It was torn to shreds!!"
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