As the pale golden psychic energy continued to spread, the severed bionic tendons and energy lines were perfectly reconnected under the guidance of magnetic sparks, and the shattered armor was smoothed and fused by a mysterious power, with even the scratches left by battle disappearing without a trace.
The overall material properties, under the quiet transformation of Imaginary Divine Power, became even tougher than before!
In Genos's ultra-high-precision electronic eyes, everything happening before him had completely exceeded the scope of science and technology in his database, resembling more of a miracle!
In just a few short seconds, Genos was standing on the ground, completely restored.
He moved his brand new limbs, feeling the smoother and more surging energy flow within his body, his handsome protagonist's face filled with bewilderment and shock.
— It's… fixed?
— Not only fixed, but the performance seems to have… improved?!
— This gentleman, he is also terrifyingly strong!!
"Thank you, that was a great help."
The reborn Genos suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart and performed a near ninety-degree, standard deep bow to Han Sen.
Every movement revealed his meticulous and serious personality, and his heartfelt gratitude.
"Don't mention it, it was no trouble at all."
Han Sen waved his hand casually, indicating that Genos shouldn't worry, while sighing inwardly.
— Little Genos is indeed a good kid, so polite.
The straightforward Genos immediately nodded heavily, but the storm in his heart was far from subsiding, and his logic core was also rapidly operating.
Han Sen's power was the authority to create and distort reality, an incomprehensible, unlearnable, inimitable transcendent talent.
To take revenge on the 'Mad Cyborg', he needed the power to tear his enemy apart with his own hands!
It was a power that could constantly grow stronger through training and will.
His gaze involuntarily turned to the bald man who, after defeating the enemy with one punch, was now at a loss because he had accidentally hit someone's vital spot.
After all, why should a man make another man suffer?
Genos's mind replayed the combat footage from just now, slowing it down frame by frame in his rapidly accelerating chip-driven thoughts.
Saitama's sudden appearance and his rescue had no energy fluctuations or skill enhancements, just a combination of pure, extreme speed and strength.
He wanted to know how this bald gentleman had obtained such strength and speed, which far exceeded the limits of human physiology!
This was the path he could pursue!
It was also his hope for revenge!
Genos, making a decision in an instant, displayed his formidable executive ability.
Just a second before Saitama, with a guilty look in his eyes, turned as if to slip away, he darted forward in an arrow-like rush, blocking his path.
"Chotto matte!!" (Please wait a moment!!)
"Eh…?"
Saitama looked at the robot young man who had suddenly blocked him, his face full of bewilderment.
Across from him, Genos didn't hesitate, once again performing a standard ninety-degree bow, but this time his movement was more resolute.
His voice was also louder and firmer, echoing throughout the entire street.
"Please, you must accept me as your disciple! Mori Sensei!!"
"Ah…? Wait! Don't just call me teacher so casually!"
Saitama was bewildered by this sudden turn of events, his simple cartoon-like face showing his brows furrowed into a knot: "Why should I take you as a disciple for no reason!"
"No, who are you?"
Unexpectedly, his question seemed to trigger some strange switch.
Genos's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly stood at attention, speaking with the solemnity of reporting to a high-ranking officer: "My name is Genos, Teacher!"
Saitama's mouth began to twitch uncontrollably: "Hey, hey, hey, I told you not to call me Teacher…"
However, the next moment, his complaint was mercilessly interrupted by the handsome cyborg's incessant words.
"The story begins four years ago."
Genos completely ignored Saitama's protest, his eyes slightly lowered as he fell into a memory, speaking to himself.
"At that time, I was just a normal 15-year-old boy, living a happy, peaceful, and even somewhat boring daily life."
"Until one day, a 'Mad Cyborg' of unknown origin suddenly attacked my hometown…"
Saitama: "…"
Han Sen watched with great interest from the side; he even pulled out a can of iced cola from his shopping bag, opened it with a "clink," and nodded enthusiastically as he drank.
This kid's sudden long monologue is one of the classic famous scenes in the One-Punch Man world; the live version is indeed more powerful and impactful than the manga.
Genos continued his narration as if no one else was there, from his family's destruction to how he was saved by Dr. Kuseno, and then his painful experience and unyielding past of sacrificing his flesh and modifying himself to become a cyborg for justice, all for revenge.
His voice was deep and magnetic, and combined with his handsome face and tragic story, it was enough to make any young girl shed tears.
But Saitama, as the primary listener, grew increasingly agitated and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
His eyes twitched wildly, veins popped out on his smooth forehead, and his facial muscles became exceptionally distorted and grimaced from his efforts to endure.
After all, if a random young man you casually saved suddenly grabs you and starts a long, self-absorbed monologue in your ear, especially one about such a tragic past that you don't even know how to comfort…
Anyone would feel uneasy and just want to escape the scene immediately, right?!
"…So I swore that I would find that cyborg and avenge my family and hometown!"
"For this, I need stronger power!"
"And you, Teacher, the pure strength you just displayed in defeating the enemy, is precisely the ultimate goal I pursue!"
Seeing Genos speak with such passion, his eyes burning with the fire of revenge, and about to launch into another round of fervent declarations,
Saitama, who had been tormented by this human-voiced chanting for a full five minutes, finally completely erupted in despair.
"Alright! Stop talking!!"
He roared frantically, his voice so loud that the street-side windows buzzed: "Condense it to under 20 words! You damn kid!"
"20 words?"
Genos paused, his incessant words abruptly halting.
The straightforward cyborg young man had no idea that Saitama simply didn't want to hear his long monologue anymore.
Instead, he showed a look of sudden realization, thinking this was his teacher's first test of his expressive ability and logical thinking.
He immediately lowered his head, his sharp brows furrowed slightly, and his auxiliary core processor, operating at thirty billion calculations per second, entered serious thinking mode.
"I see!"
He suddenly looked up, his eyes sparkling with wisdom!
"Teacher wants to test my summarization skills? As expected of Teacher, even the test for accepting a disciple is so direct and to the point!"
"Please wait for me a moment, I am organizing my words, striving to use the most concise twenty characters to report my situation and determination to you! I'll be ready in a moment!"
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