When Han Yu came out, Fubuki immediately closed the distance, sizing him up from head to toe, and said,
"So strange… I clearly heard you talking inside, but I don't see a phone on you?"
Han Yu remained completely calm. He rolled his eyes and said, "Can't I tell myself jokes while peeing?"
After saying that, he walked around Fubuki and sat down in the living room. Han Yu turned his head to look at Fubuki, who had followed him in closely, and asked, "By the way, this is Saitama's place. How come you have a key? Are you two close?"
"Hmph, this is the base of my 'New Fubuki Team.' Of course, I can come whenever I want." Fubuki lifted her snow-white chin and snorted lightly.
The so-called New Fubuki Team was named after Fubuki met Saitama. She saw that Saitama was surrounded by S-Class heroes like King and Genos, chatting and laughing with them. Fubuki envied him, so she shamelessly started visiting Saitama often, claiming that they were members of her New Fubuki Team and that this was their base. Naturally, she treated it as her own.
"You can tolerate this?"
Han Yu glanced at Saitama, who awkwardly smiled and said, "I didn't agree to it. She just declared it herself. Usually, I don't open the door when she comes, but she just breaks in. I'm always repairing the door, so I had no choice but to give her a key."
Though Saitama was incredibly powerful, Fubuki didn't attack him directly—she just annoyed him this way. For Saitama, the only thing a straight man like him could do was ignore her.
Fubuki rolled her eyes at Saitama, ignoring him. She moved next to Han Yu and asked, "Which city are you from? I've never seen you before. What's your ability? Ultimate swordsmanship and ice powers? Oh, and it looks like you can also control fire…"
Fubuki's overly familiar curiosity made Han Yu twitch the corner of his mouth. It was hard to imagine that this same person had been cold and aloof outside yesterday, and now he was asking questions left and right like a curious little kid.
Han Yu had initially not intended to draw the topic onto himself and was about to make up a story to steer the conversation, but he noticed that Saitama, Genos, and King were all staring straight at him because of Fubuki's comment, their curiosity no less than hers.
King said, "Most heroes rely on technology or physical prowess. Only a few, like Fubuki, have superpowers. From what I see of your attacks, your sword has ice properties, and your outfit seems to auto-change—just like how equipment changes automatically in games."
On the surface, King looked fierce, but his personality was actually very gentle. His so-called harshness came from scars on his left eye from past fights with monsters and from the imagined 'Emperor Engine.' In reality, you could even call him a bit of an otaku.
"I want to learn fire control. How do you manage your flames to that level? If I could learn it, it would greatly improve my combat ability. Han… no, Mr. Han, I beg you to teach me fire control! Please!"
Genos said this to Han Yu with a serious tone. Han Yu's ability to control the special fire came from his super-strong mental strength bestowed by the Undying God Seal. Ordinary people couldn't manage it. Even a cyborg like Genos couldn't.
Genos' fighting style relied on his built-in firepower and advanced physical techniques to get close to enemies or suppress them from afar. If he could master Han Yu's fire control, his combat power would increase exponentially.
"Of course, it's no problem if you want to learn fire control," Han Yu said, taking a sip of tea, smiling. "You've been to my shop. You know I'm a businessman."
"I understand. Set a price." Genos nodded. As an S-Class hero, he often engaged in hero activities and had amassed a considerable fortune.
"What kind of merchant?" Fubuki asked curiously, interrupting.
"All the worlds, nothing is impossible."
Han Yu said calmly. He didn't care if his identity was exposed—after all, in this world, the only person who could harm him was probably Saitama.
"'All the worlds'… you mean… selling merchandise?"
King asked. As a gamer, he had heard the term and initially assumed it meant selling game merchandise, which didn't seem unusual.
"No, I come from another world. This world is just one among the many worlds," Han Yu said with a smile. "I run a general store. To outsiders, it's just an ordinary shop. But for people like you, my store has many things you wouldn't even imagine."
Hearing this, Saitama and Genos were both puzzled. When they had entered the shop, Han Yu had never mentioned it sold items from across the multiverse—they were only realizing it now.
"Simply put, your world is just one of many universes. There are countless Earths like this one. In the worlds I know, your current world has only medium-to-low technology levels, but its lifeforms' combat abilities are decent. True power only comes when you can jump between stars or freely reach other planets."
"I know a little about these things. Are you referring to the concept of a multiverse?" Genos asked, excited. Seeing Saitama and the others confused, he explained the concept to them.
"Some scholars say that our world isn't singular. There are other worlds identical to ours, and these worlds cannot sense each other's existence. No one has yet proven that the multiverse truly exists."
"I don't believe it. That's too unbelievable," Fubuki said, clearly skeptical.
"Your world is full of monsters; put it in another world, it would be just as unbelievable," Han Yu said calmly.
Genos had faced Ultron before. After the battle, he felt like an ant standing before a mountain—utterly insignificant. He felt the same when facing Saitama. Genos believed that if the two of them fought seriously, it would be effortless to defeat him.
"Do you have a method to teach me fire control?" Genos hurriedly asked, unwilling to miss this opportunity.
As he spoke, Han Yu demonstrated a trick. He clenched his hand in midair, and four stacks of scrolls about half a finger's thickness appeared. The cover was simple, with a blue background and four large Chinese characters.
Though they had Chinese characters in their world, Fubuki, Saitama, and King had little exposure to them. Only Genos, using his somewhat awkward Chinese, read the four characters aloud:
"Huáng… Gāng… Secret Scroll?"
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