The door separated inside from outside.
In the corridor, there was a deathly silence.
Sitch and the others remained in stiff postures, cold sweat slowly trickling down their foreheads as they exchanged terrified glances, not daring to even move their lips.
Are you kidding me?!
That was King!
The strongest man on earth!
Just his legendary "emperor engine" was enough to strike terror into Dragon-level Monsters!
And just now, they had foolishly hammered on the door and shouted?!
Sitch's shirt was now soaked with cold sweat, and he wished he could travel back a few minutes to strangle his impatient past self.
The other staff members were pale, their legs trembling, praying frantically that Lord King would not be angered by this.
Inside the room.
After closing the door, King leaned against the cool door panel and slowly closed his eyes.
His chest began to heave, not from exhaustion, but from the storm of anger and anxiety raging within him.
Damn System!!
In his mind, he let out a silent roar at that infuriating entity:
"Send Furina and the others back immediately!!!"
"Even if I drew a skill that requires prerequisite conditions, you shouldn't bring them here!!"
"What kind of place is this? The one-punch man world! Dragon-level Monsters are everywhere, and God-level threats are not unheard of!"
"Furina is just an ordinary girl! Can Lumine and Paimon protect themselves here?!"
"Any Demon Level Monster could kill them!"
"Boros would sneeze, and they'd be gone!"
"This is murder!!"
"Immediately! Right now! Send them back safely!!!"
King's rage burned in his consciousness.
He couldn't imagine if Furina and the others were to suffer any DMG in this world... [System self-check in progress...]
The system's prompt sounded urgently, with a hurried helplessness:
[Ding. Upon detection, the System did not carry any life forms other than the Host for cross-world teleportation.]
King was stunned.
What does that mean?
[According to temporal-spatial anchor records.]
[The three individuals, Furina, Lumine, and Paimon.]
[Relied on their own 'Special Spatial Talent'.]
[When the Host was teleporting, they actively linked to the teleportation channel and performed a 'follow' action.]
[In simple terms:]
[They were like stowaways on a train—they snuck over themselves.]
King: "...?"
They snuck over themselves?
Relying on their own "Special Spatial Talent"?
Lumine might have that potential, but the most likely "stowaway initiator"... As King's brain crashed, the system's prompt sounded again:
[Ding! Detected extreme joy, extreme gratitude, extreme madness, and other emotions from Asmodeus, Emotion Points +1,000,000!]
King: "..."
The information in this Emotion Points message was too overwhelming, almost crashing his brain.
King's gaze slowly turned to the little white sprite clinging to the window, making
Big Fool Paimon!
What exactly do you want to do?!!!!!!
[Ding! Host, please rest assured, the System has a complete protection mechanism.]
[When the Host encounters an attack that 'truly threatens life' in the one-punch man world, absolute defense will be triggered, and they will be forcibly repatriated to the allogene world.]
The system's reassurance not only failed to calm King but made him even more anxious!
King forcibly suppressed the urge to grab a certain white floating object and punch the shit out of it!
He knew it!
Paimon's goofy appearance clearly marked her as a massive troublemaker!
But since things had come to this, anger was useless.
Protecting them was the top priority now.
Although Boros was about to descend upon A-City.
This didn't mean there was no safe place in A-City.
That Bald Cape should also be going to the S-Class Heroes meeting.
This meant that the Hero Association Headquarters was currently the safest place in the entire world!!
Phew, realizing this, the tension in King's heart finally eased slightly.
"Let's go."
King turned around, his voice returning to its usual steady tone.
"Eh? Where are we going?"
Paimon flew over, asking curiously.
Furina, hearing this, was a little nervous.
"King, are you taking us to visit your hometown?"
She had already begun to smooth out the wrinkles on her pure white Divine Attire.
She absolutely couldn't embarrass King; she had to present her most perfect appearance!
"Something like that."
"To my workplace."
King opened the door.
Outside the door, Sitch and the others immediately stood ramrod straight, their eyes showing deference mixed with fear.
When he saw Furina, Lumine, and Paimon emerge from behind King, Sitch's eyes instantly widened.
Furina's pure white, sacred, and intricately ornate "Divine Attire" made her look like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world!
Coupled with her exquisitely beautiful face.
And those unique heterochromatic eyes!
As well as that beauty, a mix of nobility and fragility.
This young lady... was even more dazzling than the Hero Association's A-Class Rank 1, the idol hero—
"Sweet Mask"!
As a high-ranking member of the Hero Association, Sitch's professional instincts immediately kicked in.
If they could invite this young lady to be the Hero Association's spokesperson, it would greatly benefit the association's reputation and fundraising... The thought had just begun when his gaze met King's.
What kind of eyes were those?
Calm, profound; Sitch felt like a rabbit caught by an ancient beast, all his business acumen and calculations instantly Frozen, and cold sweat immediately poured down again.
He humbly lowered his head, swallowing all the words in his throat, leaving only reverence.
How could he presume to speculate or arrange things for someone brought by Mr. King?
The very fact that they were with Mr. King indicated that these individuals were extraordinary!
Perhaps they were Mr. King's friends or even disciples?
"Mr. King, these individuals are..."
Sitch asked cautiously, bending even lower.
"My people."
King was concise, three words shutting down all questions and rules: "Lead the way."
"Yes! Yes! Please, you go first! Esteemed guests, please!"
Sitch immediately stepped aside to lead the way, personally pressing the elevator button.
As for the rule about "unrelated personnel not allowed into S-Class meetings"?
In front of an S-Class Hero, rules are meant to be broken!
The strong naturally have privileges, especially a cornerstone-level strong person like King.
He was the strongest man on earth!
In the special car heading to the Hero Association Headquarters, the atmosphere was silent and subtle.
Furina sat close to King, her fingers unconsciously twirling the hem of her skirt, her heterochromatic eyes gazing at the rapidly receding, unfamiliar urban nightscape outside the car window.
What would the prophecy of this world be like?
Would so many people die here too...? Lumine sat on the other side, her back straight, maintaining a vigilant posture.
She was a little uneasy, but looking at King's straight back in the front row, she inexplicably felt secure.
Paimon was pressed against the car window, her small face plastered to it, full of curiosity:
"Wow! The iron box is running so fast!"
"What are they selling in that shiny building?"
"It looks really expensive! Is there good food there?"
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