From Onepunch-Man Begins Magical Adventure

Climbing a barren hillside, the wind blowing in front of you is noticeably stronger than that of the city.

Overlooking the city hidden at the end of the forest, Jossen raised his hand and drew a purple card from the void.

"Berserk Heart", equipment complete!

......

"Huh?"

In the mountain dojo, a silver-haired little old man who was sipping tea moved his ears slightly, and the moment he put down the teacup, the figure that seemed to be rickety had disappeared in place, and he was already on the top of the mountain again, holding a pergola and looking into the distance.

At the end of the sky, the blue sky rolled up lead-colored clouds at some point, the wind whimpered, lightning and thunder, and the violent thunder pillars reached the sky and the earth, hitting a hill, and the sky and the earth were dim, a scene of doom.

The energetic little old man held his chin and thoughtfully said, "What a strong thunderstorm, it feels weird..."

Z City.

A black-haired young man panting and jogging stopped to wipe his sweat, and then was attracted by the vision in the sky and looked up.

"Strange, is it going to rain again on this damn day? Then run back for the remaining five kilometers... Ha...... Hah..."

, he turned around and gasped for breath as he struggled to run in the direction of the city.

......

Under thunderclouds.

The moment he equipped the character card, Qiao Sen only felt that the charge in his whole body was rioting.

As his eyes were stained silver white with the furious thunder energy, endless bursts of electricity completely drowned out his tall figure.

Endless thunder and lightning erupted.

......

Two more days passed.

When the new week arrived, Jossen showed up at the police station early in the morning, handed in the report of last week's weird attack, chatted with a few colleagues at the same time, and then rode the little sheep and started the day's work.

No one saw it, and from time to time a small arc burst out of his hair, jumping into the air and disappearing.

Due to the recent frequent strange man disasters, the police resources of Z City are gradually tightened, and Qiao Sen, a new recruit this year, as an excellent newcomer, has also been authorized to patrol alone.

Leaving the police station, he nibbled on the pineapple bun he bought on the road in his mouth, and there was a cup of hot milk wrapped in telekinesis floating on the faucet, and the working atmosphere was very relaxed.

Due to functional conflicts, lack of combat power at the top level, etc., the role of the police was gradually replaced by the Hero Association, and finally became a tool for washing the floor and finishing up.

Johnson has no ideal of changing this situation, but has the idea of finding a part-time job.

Anyway, if there are weirdos, they have to be dealt with, so wouldn't it be more fragrant to get two salaries?

The role of the police department's disaster reporting system is still not small, and within the system, Qiao Sen can be the first to know the movements of strange people in the jurisdiction.

As long as the police are fast enough, you will almost never encounter monster robbers...

Poof-I

was thinking about it, and Qiao Sen, who saw a scene on the side of the road, squirted out a mouthful of milk directly.

Not far ahead, a black-haired young man in a blue and white tracksuit was staggering forward, sweat rolling down his cheeks like money, his undulating chest like a broken bellows, and his mouth was leaking as violently as a gasp.

Qiao Sen's mind automatically photoshopped off the young man's thick black hair, and in the next second, his figure gradually overlapped with a dead fish-eyed bald head.

It's just that Saitama didn't run away.

said to rob the monster, and the monster robber came.

Qiao Sen sighed, and there was an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

Judging from this trend, my job as a police officer may not be so stable.

Haha, haha, haha...

Saitama, who had once again completed long-distance running training with difficulty, held on to his thighs and gasped for breath as if he was about to gasp out of his lungs.

said that he died suddenly in the next second, and some people believed it.

Parking the little sheep on the side of the path outside the park, Jossen tosses the finished breakfast bag into the trash.

At this time, one step at a time, Saitama who barely rubbed into the park was wearing a pain mask for squat training under the strong onlookers of a group of playing children.

No, that's not training, that's torture.

Unsurprisingly, 100 squats end, followed by 100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups.

For Saitama, whose eyes were already bloodshot, such an exercise was simply an impossible task.

Qiao Sen silently watched for a moment, and then a message came from the car intercom that three blocks away, a bag thief was fleeing.

Glancing at the map, the telekinesis activated.

The blue spiritual flame enveloped his body, and his body suddenly broke away from gravity and quickly rose into the sky.

As a superpower, it should be very reasonable to be able to fly, right?

Taking advantage of the flight, Jossen condescended to look down on the surrounding neighborhood, and his spider sense strengthened his vision quickly locked on the bag thief who thought he had succeeded, and was hiding in the alley to check the loot.

Discover the target, and the rest is simple.

With a dive, Qiao Sen accelerated to the ground, and the condensed telekinesis formed a substantial gravitational force field, and smashed it down.

Heroes are here!

"Ahh

Qiao Sen then landed, handcuffed the unlucky thief with his hands behind his back, and sent him to the nearby Jiaoban, that is, the security booth.

In less than two minutes, the police dispatch ended.

On the other side, a small roadside park.

“97......"

“...... 98！ "

......

Saitama is doing push-ups one by one in a posture that is about to vomit blood.

The speed is impressive.

Lie down on your stomach and do that again after half a minute.

“...... 100！ "

Whew, whew, whew—"

Rao was so, and he still did all the training volume to the letter.

Silently, Jossen waxed the weirdos in advance for the ones who hadn't yet appeared.

R.I.P.

Run! Silly kids!

"Mr. Officer, what's the matter?"

At the end of the training, Saitama, who was close to collapse, suddenly saw a tall young police officer walking towards him and couldn't help asking.

"Here, please drink soda."

"Huh?"

Saitama subconsciously took it, and before he could react, there was already an extra bottle of cold orange soda in his hand.

Goo.

His body, which was in dire need of hydration, sent out a signal of hunger and thirst, and although Saitama didn't figure out why, his natural big nerves helped him accept the kindness of strangers.

"Thanks, great help!"

"You're welcome."

Seeing that Saitama had already begun to tons and tons, Qiao Sen himself unscrewed a bottle: "Just passing by, seeing your hard training, it's a good willpower."

Saitama suddenly looked at the orange soda that was still half left in his hand, it was his favorite flavor.

I can't help but thank you from the bottom of my heart again: "Thank you, Mr. Officer! "

You're welcome," Jossen patted Saitama on the shoulder and held up the bottle in encouragement, "Keep it up."

"I will."

Seeing Qiao Sen turn to leave, Saitama drank the rest of the drink: "This police officer is a good person." "