Chapter 329 Gravity Dimension Slash
Chapter 331 Gravity Dimension Slash
Using the Divine Mirror Eyes to continuously output a large amount of pupil power for seven hours is actually still possible for today's mirrors.
It's just that what I saw with my divine mirror this time was so extraordinary.
Especially one of the solar storms directly facing Mercury.
A large amount of ultra-high-energy plasma and high-energy charged particles, accompanied by ultra-strong electromagnetic radiation, poured onto Mercury during this solar explosion.
Seven hours finally passed, and with the last burst of energy, the flare on the sun also dimmed a little.
But this vast sun still hangs in the center of the solar system, unscrupulously releasing its endless light and heat into the vast space of the universe.
"It's finally over. Ever since I became bald, it seems that I have never felt such a touch in my heart. Different from the passion of desire, this is a simple inner throbbing."
Saitama had a look of amazement on his face.
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"Go back, I feel like I might need a good rest."
Ming Jing rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, feeling tired that he had not felt for a long time.
The last time I had this feeling was probably when my fourteen-year-old self worked with Infernal Anjurou to kill Muzan with serious injuries during Demon Slayer World.
That time, after I made the last cut, I fainted on the spot when I saw Wu Mei completely turning into ashes.
But now that I have a fairy body, my recovery ability and physical fitness are stronger and I can handle it better.
"Oh, you look very tired. Do you want me to take you back?"
Saitama immediately expressed concern when he saw Ming Jing's appearance.
"Forget it, I'm afraid that I'll mess up Mercury and the Moon again, and with the coordinates of the Earth, I can directly open the portal to the Earth, which is more convenient."
Ming Jing stretched out his finger in the void, and a teleportation aperture leading to the Heroes Association's apartment was opened.
"What about the barbecue party..."
"We set off at six o'clock in the evening. We had just eaten dinner, so the time now should be almost two o'clock in the morning. I should have almost recovered after going back and sleeping for about ten hours. It was only noon by then, so I had plenty of time to prepare. "
"Looks like there's a barbecue party coming soon!"
With an expectant look on Saitama's face, he and Ming Jing walked into the teleportation circle.
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Ming Jing woke up on time, exactly at twelve o'clock.
Because the ingredients he ordered before were to be shipped at twelve o'clock, a call happened to be called to confirm the order at that time, waking Ming Jing up.
"Well, yes, that's great! Thank you."
Ming Jing put down the phone and ended the call with the person in charge of the Evolution Group.
As a shareholder and global image spokesperson of Evolution Group, Der Spiegel naturally has people within the Evolution Group who are responsible for liaison.
The ingredients for the evening barbecue party are all high-end products purchased from Evolution Group.
Ming Jing tapped her fingers, walked to the window, and looked at the scorching sun at noon.
The sunlight at this time is very dazzling, but for the mirror that faced the solar storm on Mercury yesterday, it appears so soft.
"The dimensional slash developed with Saitama on the moon has basically created a prototype. Although it has not yet reached the long-distance cross-space instant strike originally expected, it can also shorten the attack distance by ten times. At the same level of strength, It should be difficult to avoid the opponent.”
"In terms of power, I can't be sure. After all, Saitama's strength really can't be compared. But with the double gravity strike formed by spatial twisting and superpowers, and the tearing and splitting ability of space, it can definitely be used against and Enemies of my same level who cause damage at least have the ability to hurt me."
Ming Jing's fingers tapped on the window sill, thinking silently.
"Let's just call this move Gravity Dimension Slash. It will probably be quite difficult to continue developing it in a short period of time. We can only experience and improve it in subsequent actual combat. But Solar Storm..."
Don't know how to get started.
I watched the entire process of this solar storm erupting, and I was indeed deeply touched.
Even if Spiegel uses its own power to simulate a solar storm, it can create a miniature solar storm. Although it is estimated that it can cause a lot of noise, it is not efficient and can even be said to be wasteful. .
The best way is of course to develop new moves based on this harvest.
While I was thinking, there was a burst of noise in the square downstairs.
"be opposed to!"
"protest!"
"We also want normal and handsome hero names!"
In the square, a dozen association heroes held signs and protested loudly towards the association's headquarters building.
"This is...why did Saitama also participate? It seems that these people still respect Saitama?"
Ming Jing touched his chin and looked at the scene below.
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"Bald Caped Man! We have a favor to ask of you!"
A bespectacled man wearing a white coat, an afro, and a somewhat vulgar face hugged Saitama's arm.
"Um...can you talk properly? Also, can you please stop calling me by my hero name and just call me Saitama."
Saitama drew a black line on his face and pushed away the bespectacled man's face.
"It seems that even the bald Caped Man, who is an A-class hero, can't stand your hero name?"
"I told you not to call me by my heroic name!"
Saitama said frantically.
"I am the sultry doctor who is the 34th B-level, he is the perverted underpants Superman who is the 52nd B-level, he is the red-nosed clown who is the 18th C-level, and this is the 23rd C-level Beer bottle drunk…”
The wretched man with glasses, also known as the sultry doctor, introduced the names of heroes to many people present to Saitama one by one.
At this moment, Saitama realized that his hero name was actually pretty good among these people.
"We are all heroes who are dissatisfied with the hero names randomly assigned to us by the association. We hope to establish a Hero Name Victims Association to formally protest to the association and demand a name change! For example, I should be changed to Genius Shell Scalpel Pure White Knight. The wigged warrior wants to be changed into golden knees, and the beer bottle drunk wants to be changed into a brave and fearless young man!”
Saitama understood now.
"You came to me to join you, right? I am indeed not satisfied with my hero name!"
Saitama suddenly became angry with these people.
"Great! Bald Caped Man, I hope you can serve as the leader of our heroes' victims association. We are all just a group of B- and C-level heroes and cannot get the attention of the association at all. But if you have an A With the addition of super heroes, we will definitely gain more attention from the association, and the hope of changing the hero’s name will be greater!”
Dr. Mensao held Saitama's hand and spoke with emotion.
"Okay! Of course I am obligated to do such an important thing! I will join!"
Saitama responded with firm eyes, and took a practical action, taking a sign from the hand of the perverted underpants Superman wearing pants on his head.
"protest!"
"protest!"
"Resist abnormal hero names!"
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Association headquarters.
Xiqi sighed and walked out of the high-rise conference room.
He has noticed the emergence of the neo organization and learned that the organization has poached many civilian masters who are considered to have S-level potential, and many heroes within the Hero Association have submitted letters of resignation and are preparing to change jobs.
But the top brass of the Hero Association didn't take it seriously, and even...
Just when Xiqi was distressed, opposition in the square came from outside the window.
"Is that...A-level bald cape? And those heroes behind it."
Xiqi frowned, looking at the scene of Saitama shouting with a blushing face and a thick neck.
He may not remember other heroes, but Saitama is currently a candidate for an S-class hero, and has a very close relationship with the S-class Scarlet Ninja and Devil Cyborg, so it is impossible for Xiqi not to remember it.
"Requesting to change the hero's name? I don't know if other senior officials will do the same. Hey, it's been such a troubled time..."
Xiqi shook his head, his tone full of helplessness.
He is the real person in charge of the top management of the Heroes Association, but the ones who are making the decisions are still the wealthy and powerful people who established the Heroes Association with Alnig.
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Night falls.
The weather in March and April is no longer so cold, and it happens to be a sunny day with stars hanging in the sky and a moon with a big crater on its surface.
“There are so many people here, it’s really lively!”
Saitama stuffed charcoal-grilled prawns into his mouth, looked at the lively lawn, and exclaimed.
There are dozens of heroes here for the barbecue party today.
Most of them live in the hero apartment, and some live in nearby urban areas. If it is further away, it will be too late unless the speed is very fast.
"As expected of Saitama-sensei! You actually eat faster than I cook!"
Genos stood in front of the barbecue grill with a serious face, holding a large skewer of barbecue in each hand and placing it on the shelf.
"Genos, you should eat some too."
"No! Teacher Saitama, today's practice is to make enough barbecue! This can exercise my eyesight, hand speed, and temperature control!"
Seeing this, Saitama simply barbecued with Genos.
"We have moved five containers to hold these ingredients. Even if we have a lot of people, can we really eat them all?"
Fubuki asked while brushing honey on the barbecue and looking at the container disassembled from the truck in the distance.
"It's okay, I'll definitely finish it because he's here."
Ming Jing stuffed a mouthful of grilled lettuce into his mouth and pointed to the opposite side.
"One hundred more beef skewers!"
"Oysters, oysters! Hurry! We're running out of grilled oysters!"
“I’m almost out of chicken wings here!”
“And grilled squid!”
The five invited barbecue chefs were sweating profusely and their hands were fast.
And in a circle of barbecue grills surrounded by pigs, the pig god was eating large skewers and mouthfuls.
"Pig God, I remember he was in J City, right?"
"Well, after hearing that we were having a barbecue party here, I rushed to City A before the party started."
After taking a sip of cold beer, Ming Jing continued to pick up the skewers.
This time it was grilled octopus legs.
This thing is in unlimited supply tonight, because at the very beginning, Evolution Group had an unlimited supply of high-quality octopus meat because of the additional achievements of making clones, which allowed Evolution Group to He started in the takoyaki market and finally became a giant in the catering industry.
"How about you order some grilled oysters? There are also grilled leeks."
Fubuki ate the roasted meat and said vaguely to the mirror.
"I don't mind, but are you sure you can stand it?"
Mingjing glanced at Fubuki and teased.
Fubuki's red face, which was set off by the charcoal fire, became even redder at this moment.
The weather is getting warmer. Today, Fubuki no longer wears a white fluffy coat, but a dark green hollow dress. Her makeup is fresh and elegant. Under her white and slender thighs, there is a pair of blue translucent high heels, which look food grade.
"So you are here!"
Tornado held a few grilled skewers in each hand and flew to Mingjing and Fubuki.
"Sister, you are here, try it, I just grilled it."
Fubuki sent the mutton skewers in her hand to Tornado's mouth.
Tornado was not polite, and directly used his superpowers to control the mutton to fly out of the skewers and put it into his mouth.
"You have no soul when you eat like this."
Mingjing shook his finger at Tornado.
"Tsk! It's none of your business! Forget it, Fubuki, you should try my grilled food too!"
Tornado showed off by handing the skewer of barbecue to Fubuki.
Fubuki took the barbecue, looked at the black ash on Tornado's face, and then looked at the skewer of meat that was mostly burnt and a little carbonized, and hesitated.
Her sister never touched anything that had anything to do with cooking.
"Eat, what are you waiting for, eat quickly."
Tornado looked at Fubuki, her little face full of expectation.
Feeding her sister, she hadn't done it for a long time since Fubuki grew up.
"I, I'm just too touched, I just think... this kind of good thing must be shared, right, Mingjing..."
Before Mingjing could reply, Tornado interrupted:
"No, Fubuki, this is barbecue infused with my sister's love, a reward for your growth during this period, you can't give it to others~"
Fubuki's movements were a little petrified.
"You don't think it tastes bad, do you?"
Tornado showed some hesitation on her face.
"How...how could that be..."
"Hehe, this is absolutely delicious, no less than the barbecue grilled by those chefs, absolutely delicious! If you don't believe me, I'll try one and show you."
Tornado waved her hand, and a piece of barbecue broke away from the barbecue skewer and flew into Tornado's mouth.
Then...
"Ugh!"
"Damn! Who was that guy just now? How dare he lie to me!"
In the distance, Rhythm Qiangyin, who was thinking about using the barbecue grilled by the chef, was startled and immediately squatted behind the crowd.
Why is he always bullied by these S-class heroes? Just now, Tornado forced him to eat barbecue that tasted worse than poison...
"I'm so miserable!"
Rhythm Qiangyin wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Oh, forget it!"
Tornado waved her hand helplessly.
Rhythm Qiangyin was a taster she found after the barbecue. At that time, the former had to say the word "delicious" against his will under the tyranny of the latter.
