As expected, the system prompt in Han Sen's mind rang out after the Monster's death.
The ice-type ability he had just been thinking about appeared, which was a pleasant surprise.
From now on, whether he wanted iced cola or fresh seafood sashimi for Boqi, he wouldn't have to worry about not having ice.
"We're… we're saved!"
The members of the Fubuki Group collapsed to the ground as if their bones had come loose, breathing heavily in relief after their brush with death.
The despair they had faced earlier in the icy world still made them feel lingering fear.
Fubuki, too, felt her entire body weak and drained, fine beads of fragrant sweat seeping from her delicate forehead, and even her Psychokinesis, which maintained her flight, became unstable, forcing her to slowly descend to the ground.
She barely supported her body, her gaze towards Han Sen filled with incredible shock and a hint of inquiry.
—This man… what is his background?
—Not only is his strength unfathomable, but… he's so handsome.
As the last thought emerged, a faint flush appeared on her elegant face, which usually maintained a cold and aloof demeanor.
As a younger sister who was extremely doting, Fubuki was not restricted from interacting with the opposite sex.
However, the effort of honing her superpower and chasing her older sister's shadow consumed so much of her energy that, as she grew up, her desire to surpass her older sister and become the strongest became an overwhelming obsession, leaving her no time to respond to the pursuits of the opposite sex or to engage in relationships.
However, Fubuki rarely encountered a man who could make her eyes light up, and at this moment, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The members of the Fubuki Group behind her, including San Jie Gun Lili, whose pretty face was still a bit pale after recovering, all looked at Han Sen with an unconscious reverence for a strong individual.
Eyelashes and Mountain Ape supported each other, barely standing up, and struggled to walk in front of Han Sen.
Eyelashes, who ranked higher, cleared his throat, trying to put on the steady demeanor of a seasoned hero, but his eyes held a hint of wariness and flattery that he himself hadn't noticed: "Ahem, this… friend."
"This Monster was first discovered by our Fubuki Group, and it consumed a lot of its stamina… Well, even if there's no credit, there's hard work."
"Since you were the one who ultimately defeated the Monster, you are welcome to participate in the upcoming interviews and publicity events with us, but as for the Hero Points… you see, couldn't we split them with our Fubuki Group…"
Mountain Ape nodded silently beside him; negotiations were usually left to the eloquent Eyelashes, and he only needed to provide moral support to his companion.
However, he also knew that the person in front of them was a true powerhouse, and this negotiation might not go too smoothly, but getting some share was always good.
"Wait a moment…"
Han Sen waved his hand, interrupting Eyelashes' incessant chatter with a half-smile: "There's no need for points; I'm not interested in those. Moreover…"
He paused, then added: "I am not a Hero."
"Ah…?" x2
Mountain Ape and Eyelashes' prepared speeches suddenly got stuck in their throats, and they exchanged bewildered glances.
"Not a Hero?" x3
Hellish Fubuki, who had been observing in the shadows, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she felt exceptionally excited.
She was already deeply impressed by Han Sen's formidable strength and handsome appearance, and now, upon hearing that he was not a professional Hero affiliated with the Hero Association, her heart burned even more brightly.
A powerful independent individual, if she could persuade him to join the Hero Association, and then her Fubuki Group…
She suppressed the fatigue from overusing her superpower, quietly adjusted her slightly disheveled dark green pencil skirt, and walked a few steps to Han Sen, elegantly extending her hand: "Sir, I am the top B-Class Hero, 'Hellish Fubuki,' the leader of the Fubuki Group."
"May I ask your esteemed name? And are you interested in… joining our Fubuki Group?"
Alright, after Sweet Mask, the A-Class Rank 1, now the B-Class Rank 1 has arrived.
—Oh dear… is becoming a Hero truly unavoidable?
"My name is Han Sen."
Han Sen glanced at the exquisite black-stockinged older sister in front of him, and out of politeness, he gently shook her slender, fair hand before releasing it.
"As for becoming a Hero, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested for now."
"Ah, is that so…"
Hearing Han Sen's reply, Fubuki's pretty face froze, and she couldn't help but feel a little lost.
—He… he actually refused just like that…!
"Fubuki—!"
Just then, a cold and crisp, yet somewhat domineering and Coquettish female voice, descended from the sky like an icicle in winter.
"If you've played enough… then hurry home!"
Simple words, yet they struck the Fubuki Group members present like a bolt of lightning!
The air seemed to solidify instantly, and even the light dimmed a bit!
A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of a Monster, descended with a rumble like a collapsing mountain!
Everyone looked up in alarm, only to see a petite girl wearing a black, high-slit long dress, with emerald green curly hair flowing as if in a breeze, slowly descending from the air.
On her exquisitely small face, a pair of emerald green eyes coldly scanned below, carrying a coldness and majesty utterly unsuited to her age and physique.
The absolute ace of the Hero Association, S-Class Hero Rank 2—
Terrible Tornado!
"Sis… Sister…!"
The moment Fubuki saw Terrible Tornado, her confidence instantly crumbled, and her cool, proud expression immediately turned into the aggrieved and unwilling look of an elementary school student seeing their dean.
Terrible Tornado didn't even look at the other members of the Fubuki Group, who were now silent and trembling, as if they were just irrelevant background scenery.
Only when her cold green eyes swept over Han Sen did they slightly narrow, lingering for a full two seconds.
"Hmm?"
Terrible Tornado let out a soft sound of surprise in her heart; this man… seemed a little different from the others.
But, what of it?
"Hmph…"
Then, she snorted disdainfully, dismissing Han Sen as an unknown grunt mingling with the B-Class Heroes, and no longer paid him any attention.
An incomparably powerful Psychokinesis, without a word, swept up Hellish Fubuki, and the two figures flashed, streaking across the sky like meteors, leaving only a lingering command—
"Next time I see you associating with these good-for-nothings, I'll break their legs!"
Fubuki: "…"
Fubuki Group: ???
Terrible Tornado swept Fubuki away like a storm, and the suffocating pressure dissipated with her, making the air seem to become fresh again.
On the commercial street, the Fubuki Group members, having survived the ordeal, finally let out a huge sigh of relief, their faces pale, cold sweat pouring, as if they had just walked back from the gates of hell.
They helped each other up, their faces still showing traces of lingering shock.
"Was… was that really S-Class Terrible Tornado-sama just now?"
A young group member's voice trembled, his legs still shaking uncontrollably.
"Nonsense! Besides Terrible Tornado-sama, who else has such terrifying Psychokinesis!"
Eyelashes beside him retorted irritably, but the next second he tremblingly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, clearly also quite frightened.
"Sigh, no matter how many times, Fubuki-sama always acts like a docile kitten in front of her… Ahem, pretend I didn't say that."
"Fubuki-sama's strength seems to be traceable, but Terrible Tornado-san's strength… is simply not in the same dimension as ours."
"Tell me about it…!"
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