Seeing that Saitama was okay, Genos couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, walked out of the bathroom, and said: "Teacher, Mr. Joson, I brought you breakfast by the way when I came over, please eat it while it's hot!"

Saitama

, who was full of blood, smelled the aroma of food, and a gust of wind blew past Genos, picked up a nori rice ball and nibbled on it.

"Then I'm welcome!" After

a burst of chewing, the salted fish painting style face suddenly lit up, revealing an expression of amazement!

☉ (▽☉)

"It's delicious!" Seeing

Saitama eating happily, Jossen also put down the newspaper and stood up.

He stretched his waist by moving the joints of his body, and his body continued to make a crisp sound like popping beans.

A pale yellow energy escaped, reflecting a gentle and bright silhouette around him.

- This energy ....

Genos' built-in energy detection device jumped, but before the sampling analysis was completed, the yellowish energy light returned to Joson's body like a tide.

"Sorry, I was a bit overwhelmed last night... But now I'm just a little hungry again!"

Johnson recalled that when he first obtained the Law Core last night, he accidentally opened the door of the Void Realm, and as a result, in order to eliminate the impact of the Avalanche Energy on the real world, he could only turn into a pump, absorbing all the huge amount of Avalanche released in the Void Gate into himself.

The amount of blue in the body, which was originally comparable to the star core, soared like eating a big tonic, and the total amount more than quadrupled, and the collapse energy that escaped from the body surface from time to time was a sign of eating last night.

"Thank you for the treat, Genos

!" "You're welcome

!" Saitama sat down and greeted as he ate, "Josen, come on, it's an uneaten taste!"

Qiao Sen also took a rice ball and took a bite, nodding: "Indeed, it seems to have the fragrance of flowers." "

The Doctor's lab is near W City, so I bought some food locally," Genos explained with a rare smile, "I brought it all the way with the temperature of the power core."

No wonder," Saitama looked stunned, swallowing a mouthful of food, "That's really hard, Genos."

"

So much breakfast, the two of us can't finish it," Jossen pulled a cushion with his mind and patted it on it, "Genos, you can sit down and eat together!"

"

Huh?" Genos startled, then nodded slightly, "Yes, I see!"

In Saitama's cabin, the three of them ate a happy breakfast.

"That's right, Genos.

After breakfast, Joson thought of something and called out to Genos, who was going to the kitchen to get an apron.

The housekeeping mode failed, and Genos stopped: "Mr. Johnson, please speak."

"Your combat power should include two parts: the body hardware and the combat database, right?"

Genos thought for a while and nodded: "Although there are my personal factors in it, it can indeed be said. "

Well, if that's the case," Johnson nodded and put forward an idea, "If you can enter the boxing moves of top martial arts masters, can it enhance your combat skills?"

"It sounds feasible," Genos nodded thoughtfully, "The Doctor mainly provides me with hardware upgrades and maintenance, and the combat skills basically rely on my own accumulation in the process of fighting.

"I see," Jossen looked clear, "that is, constantly fighting against the strong can still help you improve your combat skills."

"Yes,"

said Jossen and patted Saitama's shoulder, "In that case, Saitama should take responsibility as a teacher!"

"Then I don't want to eat, sleep, and go to the bathroom to be observed—ah, I'm sorry, Genos, I didn't mean anything against you."

Saitama held his chin and thought, "It's no problem to compete

!" "But listening to your discussion just now, I don't seem to have any combat skills to teach now, it's all basic movements such as simply punching out fists or kicking legs." With

that, he spread his hands and signaled that there was nothing he could do.

“...... Also.

The corner of Johnson's eyes twitched and he nodded in agreement.

"Are you reminding me of honing basic moves and fighting instinctively, sometimes far better than useless tricks or techniques, sensei?"

Genos

: "Yes! I'll write it down!" Looking

at Genos, who didn't know where to take out the pen and notebook from his body, Joson also had a headache.

"

Forget it..." he knocked on the table with a headache, "I'll take you somewhere later while I have free time today." "

There may be skills there that Genos can use."

Saitama looked afraid of trouble, scratched his head in annoyance, and the back of his head flashed purple: "Do I want to go with me too?"

Three poles in the day.

On the winding and rugged mountain road, three figures of different heights climbed up.

The one on the left has a handsome face, eyes and eyes, a height of one meter ninety-five with well-proportioned muscles and a tall and majestic figure.

The person in the middle is about one meter seven or five, and it seems that because he has walked too long on the mountain road, his shoulders are stretched, and his clothes are not lifted.

The one on the right is slightly taller than the one in the middle, with a handsome protagonist face under the broken blonde hair, and the body with a metallic color from the neck down, which has undergone almost 100% mechanized transformation.

"It's so high!" Saitama stopped halfway, looking at the peak of the mountain that was no longer visible in the clouds, and pounded himself to climb the mountain to his sore thigh, "It turns out that the place you said is Mr. Bungu's dojo

!" Eh, martial arts or something, I don't know much, in short, it's a more complicated and handsome thing

, right?" "Well, you can understand it that way, right?"

- Mr. Bungu "Silver Fangs", who is also an S-class hero of the Hero Association?

Genos carried a bag of luxurious tea gift boxes in one hand and looked up at the dojo building looming on the top of the mountain.

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