Dressed as King? Facing vaccine addicts right from the start!

Page 116

He simply sat there quietly, as if he had become one with the whole world, both ordinary and extraordinary, so profound that it was impossible to see through him.

Genos walked up to him and bowed deeply.

“Mr. KING, I have a request regarding the philosophy of the KING Style: Martial Arts and Mechanized Combat that you have taught me.”

KING looked at the cyborg in front of him, whose attitude was so serious and meticulous, and felt a little helpless. However, on the surface, he still maintained the calm and composed demeanor of a strongman and nodded slightly.

Genos straightened up and said in an extremely sincere tone, "This kind of profound martial arts philosophy concerns the essence of power and is by no means an ordinary skill."

"May I share this with my creator, Dr. Kusno?"

"He is the creator and maintainer of my body. If he can understand this concept from an engineering perspective, perhaps he can design a body that can truly bear this 'will' for me."

In his view, such "secrets" are not to be passed on without the permission of one's teacher or elders.

This is a sign of respect for the strong, and also a sign of reverence for knowledge.

Upon hearing this, KING paused for a moment, then understood Genos's concerns.

He chuckled inwardly and slowly said, "Of course."

Seeing the surprise and gratitude in Genos's eyes, he added:

"This is not some secret technique. Knowledge and ideas only demonstrate their value when used correctly. If it can help you level up, that would be great."

"I understand! Thank you so much for your generosity, Mr. King!"

Genos bowed again at a ninety-degree angle, his admiration for the "strongest man on earth" growing even deeper.

At this moment, the repair process was completed, pulling him back to reality.

Dr. Kusno turned off the data screen, turned around, and his expression became extremely serious.

“Yes, Genos. I must admit, at first I thought it was just some kind of idealistic fighting philosophy.”

"But when I input your description into the supercomputer for model simulation, the conclusion... shocked me."

The doctor walked up to Genos and looked at the serious-looking blond cyborg.

He had long regarded it as his own child.

"What Mr. KING called 'spiritual resonance with the mechanical core' can be understood as an unconventional command mode based on strong will to the energy core."

"Your fighting spirit—is no longer merely driving your actions, but a form that can directly interfere with and amplify energy output!"

The doctor's eyes gleamed with the fervent light of a scientist discovering a new continent.

"Therefore, I have designed a brand new 'spiritual resonance core' for you."

"When you concentrate, it helps to transform your mental energy into a tangible surge of electricity, instantly pushing the core's output power beyond its theoretical limit!"

“But this is dangerous, Genos.” The doctor’s tone turned serious again.

"This is equivalent to handing over your body's 'safety valve' to your emotions. Excessive anger or an unstable mental state can lead to core overload or even self-destruction."

"You must learn to control it, not be controlled by it."

Genos was silent.

He closed his electronic eyes, and the image of Mr. KING's expressionless face, which seemed to see through everything, reappeared in his mind.

【KING Style Secret Techniques: Martial Arts: Mechanized Combat】.

This is not just a combat technique, but also a method for controlling the mind.

Mr. King may have already seen through it all: he possesses a powerful mechanical body, but lacks a matching "heart of a strongman."

Saitama's power is pure and transcends all norms.

Mr. King's strength seems to lie more in a state of being, an invincible spirit.

“I understand, Doctor.”

Genos reopened his eyes, and in the golden light, an unprecedented determination shone.

"I will no longer let my body be damaged by losing control. I will become its master, its true master."

"Please, Doctor!"

The next dozen or so hours became the most crucial evolution since Genos's birth.

Chapter 155 Garou and Genos

When all the modifications were completed and Genos stood once again in the center of the laboratory, his entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic transformation.

His appearance is more refined, with distinct lines between his black metal skeleton and silver armor, exuding a powerful aesthetic.

Without testing the incinerator at its maximum power, he simply raised his right hand and spread his five fingers.

It is no longer like in the past, simply issuing a mechanical command for "maximum power output".

He began to reminisce, recalling the resolute determination he had initially set out on his journey for revenge, the sense of responsibility he felt when protecting innocent citizens, and his unwavering desire to catch up with Saitama's shadow while standing beside him...

Finally, all the emotions converged into a single, pure thought—[I want to become stronger]!

A soft yet highly resonant buzzing sound rang out, and a blue energy ball the size of a human head silently floated in his palm.

It lacks the ferocity and heat of an incinerator, but exudes a heart-stopping stability and purity.

Genos could clearly feel an unprecedented connection between himself and this energy.

With a thought, the energy ball instantly stretched into a whip of light; with another thought, the whip of light contracted into an indestructible energy shield.

It can be controlled and released at will, and done as one pleases.

“I succeeded…” Genos murmured to himself. He could feel that he had finally stepped onto the path to true power.

Just as he was immersed in the awe brought by this new power, a communication request interrupted his system; it was an alert from the Hero Association.

"Emergency alert! Emergency alert! The Hero Hunter Hungry Wolf has appeared in the abandoned area of ​​Z City!"

"The hero team is currently engaged in battle with multiple heroes, led by the A-rank hero 'Death Gatling'! They are in dire straits and request urgent support from S-rank heroes!"

"Doctor, I must take my leave now."

Genos's voice was steady and powerful, and his turn was swift and decisive.

"Too dangerous, Genos! You just upgraded and still need to fine-tune and adapt, and that Garou..."

Dr. Kusno looked worried.

"No, Doctor."

Genos turned around, the blue core light on his chest growing even calmer, his voice carrying an undeniable resolve.

"That's precisely why I must go. Whether it's my duty as a hero or my need to adapt to this new body in actual combat, I cannot stand idly by!"

Before he finished speaking, Genos slightly bent his knees, and the thrusters under his feet instantly burst into a dazzling blue flame.

He transformed into a shooting star, crashing through the laboratory's specially designed reinforced dome and soaring into the sky, leaving a long trail in the night sky as he sped towards Z City.

Inside the laboratory, Dr. Kusno stared at the increasingly distant dot of light on the screen, muttering to himself:

“Mr. King… just who are you…?”

------

In the vast sky, Genos's figure resembled a golden comet.

The air currents high above him whistled sharply as he passed, a testament to his supersonic speed.

The brand-new mechanical core operated smoothly within his body, like a silent yet powerful heart, each pulse perfectly synchronized with his will.

He could clearly "feel" the wind resistance and "touch" the dust particles in the air.

This was an unprecedented experience, as if his steel body had truly become an extension of his flesh and blood.

He was no longer just a pilot; he was the ultimate weapon named "Genos" itself.

He quickly crossed the city and arrived at the coordinates provided by the Hero Association.

A devastated suburban area ravaged by battle.

Genos slowly landed in the center of the ruins, his feet making a crisp sound as he stepped on the rubble.

His electronic eyes scanned the surroundings at a rate of gigabits per second, instantly analyzing all information about the battlefield.

Eight heroes lay scattered among the rubble.

The 8th ranked A-class hero, "Death Gatling," had his prized Gatling gun twisted into a pretzel, hanging limply at his side...

Each of them was a seasoned warrior, but now, they had all lost the power to resist.

Genos's gaze finally settled on a figure standing in the shadows.

The man wasn't particularly tall, but he exuded a fierce and visceral aura.

His silver hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze, and his tattered martial arts uniform was covered in dust and bloodstains, some from enemies and some from himself.

He was slowly and obliviously moving his wrists, making a "crackling" sound as he moved his bones.

As if sensing Genos's gaze, Garou slowly raised his head.

A cruel yet excited smile played on his lips, and his eyes gleamed with an inhuman, predatory light in the darkness.

"Oh? Another one coming to die." The wolf's voice was hoarse, with a hint of amusement.

"Rank 14 of S-Class, 'Cyborg' Genos. What, you want to join this boring 'hero game' too?"

Genos did not respond to his provocation.

He simply stood there quietly, a calm blue light emanating from the core of his chest.

He was adjusting his state of mind, temporarily eliminating all unnecessary emotions from his heart.

He remembered Mr. King's perpetually calm face.

No matter how terrifying the enemy, the strongest man on earth always maintains absolute composure.

The doctor said that the power of the mechanical core originates from emotions, but what controls it must be an absolutely rational will.

A true strong person must have a calm and undisturbed mind before the battle begins.

Only in this way can we clearly see the enemy's every move.

"Your 'hero hunt' ends here."