"Don't come near me! Ahhh!!!"
Infinite Kelp was at least a Demon-level Monster, not an idiot.
Sensing something amiss with the bald man in front of it, a sudden horror completely overwhelmed the Monster's ferocity.
It let out a shrill, distorted scream, and its dripping, pitch-black body burst forth with astonishing speed, turning and fleeing!
She wanted to escape back to the sewers, back to the ocean!
This bald man wasn't human; he was a devil, a devil specifically here to harvest seaweed!
"Hey, don't run! I haven't finished pulling them all out yet!"
Saitama saw this and immediately gave chase.
He didn't use his full strength, only maintaining a speed similar to the Monster's, following unhurriedly behind.
Infinite Kelp only felt its nether regions clench, making it even more terrifying!!
—I knew there was something wrong with that bald man!!!
And so, on the commercial street of Z-City, an extremely bizarre and absurd scene unfolded.
A pitch-black Monster, dragging a sky full of seaweed, scrambled and stumbled in a frantic escape ahead.
A bald man in a yellow jumpsuit, carrying a shopping bag, relentlessly pursued behind.
"Bastard! Let me go! I won't dare to do it again!"
"Stop right there! Those leaves over there are more tender!"
"Waaaah! Mommy! Help me!"
"That piece of wakame is also good, perfect for a cold salad!"
"Stop! Stop it! You can't tear there! Yamete—!"
The surrounding heroes: "..."
In a dark alley, Infinite Kelp's screams grew weaker and weaker.
By the time Saitama left, completely satisfied, a bare, black figure was seen hugging its chest, trembling, like a poor girl who had just been cornered by dozens of burly men, crying like a two-hundred-pound child.
"Wuwuwuwu... You beast...!!"
Saitama, carrying a full bag of repeatedly selected top-grade seafood, walked towards Hansen, completely satisfied.
"Done." He clapped the dust off his hands. "Tonight's hotpot broth is settled."
"Kombu broth, perfect!"
The crisis was resolved.
The surroundings were deathly silent.
The heroes maintained their dumbfounded postures, their weapons clattering to the ground.
"What... just happened?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be the recently announced S-Class Hero, Caped Baldy..."
"So, he... he tore apart a Demon-level Monster... like it was a vegetable?"
"Is this the world of S-Class? So terrifying..."
"..."
Saitama had no time to concern himself with the shock of these small fry; he suddenly paused as if remembering something.
Then he turned and walked back into the alley, flexed his wrist, went to the corner where the dazed, pathetic black figure was, habitually raised his fist, and mumbled, "Almost forgot to kill it."
Although a pirate that could be infinitely harvested would be good to plant on a balcony, this guy had just committed evil, so it was better to kill it with one punch.
However, just then, a hand pressed on his shoulder.
"Wait, Saitama."
Hansen, at some unknown moment, appeared in the alley as if teleporting, stopping Saitama, who was about to execute justice.
Saitama noticed it was Hansen, immediately lowered his fist, and turned back in confusion: "Ah, what is it?"
Hansen looked at the Infinite Kelp, curled into a ball, its face tear-streaked as if it had just been violated, and shook his head: "I have a use for this thing; it can be repurposed."
Saitama shrugged indifferently: "You want it? Then take it."
Hansen immediately snapped his fingers, and an invisible ripple spread through the air.
Buzz—
Under Infinite Kelp's terrified gaze, a dark, profound Void, as if leading to another dimension, quietly opened in Hansen's palm.
The entrance to Imaginary Nation opened, and an irresistible suction force surged out, instantly pulling Infinite Kelp's core inside.
"Wuu...? Yamete—!"
The Monster didn't even have time to let out a complete wail before it vanished without a trace... inside Imaginary Nation.
In the sub-dimension between illusion and reality, a golden energy ocean made of Imaginary Divine Power stretched out.
Bang—!
Infinite Kelp, stripped of all its seaweed, fell clumsily onto the surface of the seemingly fluid yet incredibly solid divine power ocean, getting thoroughly disoriented.
She looked around blankly; a golden torrent descended from the sky at the edge of the horizon, a magnificent sight.
(Higher dimension, the 'God' counted its toes, full of questions: This account doesn't add up!!)
Infinite Kelp watched, utterly shocked, and after a long while, her peripheral vision finally noticed other living creatures beside her.
One was a terrifying Monster, locked in a golden force field, with only a giant heart remaining—
The remaining core of Monster King Orochi.
The other cellmate was a demonic ninja, tied up like a dumpling with a rag stuffed in his mouth—
The leader of the Ninja Village, Void, still unconscious.
"Wuwuwuwu..."
"Help me! I'll never go exploring urban legends again—!!"
Infinite Kelp saw these two fierce-looking guys in such a miserable state and cried even more sadly... outside.
Hansen withdrew his hand, and the portal of Imaginary Nation closed in mid-air in the alley.
[Monster: Infinite Kelp]
[Disaster Level: High Demon]
[Abilities: 1. 'Infinite Proliferation (SR)', 2. 'Regenerative Seaweed (SR)', 3. 'Hardened Seaweed (SR)'...]
—Sure enough, her abilities are essentially 'proliferation' and 'regeneration'.
Hansen pondered in his mind.
Although Infinite Kelp's main body wasn't strong in combat, its characteristics of infinite division and rapid growth were extremely rare.
If its main body were given to Doctor Genus for research, there might be unexpected surprises.
"Repurposing waste is always good," Hansen muttered to himself.
"So, what exactly do you want that thing for?"
Saitama still didn't understand, and at the same time reminded him: "The black body part looks like it's contaminated with industrial waste, it probably can't be eaten!"
..."Don't worry, I won't eat it."
Hansen's mouth twitched, then he changed the subject: "Let's go, quickly buy some beef; tonight's ingredients must be sufficient."
"Right, right, right! Buy beef!" Saitama's attention was instantly diverted; he excitedly carried the shopping bag towards the supermarket, "Let's go, let's go! Tonight I'm going to eat myself bankrupt!"
"Then good luck..."
The two chatted as they walked side by side towards the nearby supermarket, leaving behind a mess and a group of heroes whose worldview had been shattered.
"No, this situation..." "Armored Chief" crawled out of the display window, limping towards his companions, his voice trembling, "Do we... still have to write a battle report?"
The remaining heroes looked at the two distant figures, then at the empty corner, and swallowed hard.
"Write it... After all, we participated in the battle; if we don't submit it, all the credit will go to that S-Class Hero..."
"Sigh..." x N
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