Break the Dimensional Wall

"Saitama, Saitama!" Senju Hashirama waved excitedly and wanted to run over, but when Saitama saw him, he wanted to turn around and run. Aren't these people really out of their minds? They just wanted to touch him just now. Soaring.

Speaking of which, why did the one who was punched into the sky by him just now still not move at all?Is it possible that the goddess of some kind can't jump back from the moon?

Does that mean his mission is over?

Heaving a sigh of relief, Saitama, who climbed up from the bottom of the pit, saw another group of people other than the ninja army, a large area of ​​darkness, and it was impossible not to notice it.

Hello!What's going on.Why are there thousands of hands and Uchihas?What the hell are these people doing.

Playing Dead Rising? !

Following Saitama's line of sight, he also noticed that something was wrong there, and a drop of cold sweat slid down Senjujuma's forehead, "Ah, it seems that we need to solve these first."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Saitama saw that there were definitely not a few people present, and since they could solve the problem, there was no need for him to help.

"...Well." Senju Bashirama nodded, clenched his fists, his face filled with his usual smile, "Is it really time to say goodbye this time?"

They have long been dead, and they should return to ashes after disposing of these things as filthy bodies. Oh, and by the way, they should burn their own corpses themselves.

And drag the little friend of the living sacrifice back to Huangquan.

Spot: MMP

"Ah, the matter is settled, goodbye!" Although the people here are very interested in Saitama, interest and curiosity are not the focus after all. Now it is on the battlefield, and solving follow-up problems is the key.

And these have nothing to do with Saitama.Everyone watched the thin figure go further and further away, and the figure gradually blurred. Under the light and shadow of the backlight, this not very tall man looked extraordinarily brave.

And his legend has been recorded more and more vividly.

After all, being able to send Kaguya Hime back to the moon with one punch is simply impossible for normal humans to do.All kinds of unrealistic legends are becoming more and more widespread. For example, Saitama actually likes to eat tail beast brand barbecue, and the bald head is the source of power. There are different opinions.

Saitama was recalled back to Shizhizama within a few minutes, and was shocked when he saw the man in white robe with a masculine expression and thick dark circles under his eyes, "What did you do?"

"Boss, you just hit Otsutsuki Kaguya with your fist." The white-robed man combed his messy hair in a trance, and sighed, "But forget it, I didn't blame you at all."

Saitama saw something shiny stuck to the white-robed man's hair, reached out to take it off, and found that it was a golden scale.

The white-robed man snatched the golden scales quickly and put them in his pocket, "Ahem, Mr. Saitama, as promised earlier, I will help you repair the world directly, but you need to get points for what you owe. Exchange!"

"Well, no problem!"

The white-robed man, who was already sure of Saitama's strength, first ruled out a series of tasks that required intelligence to win, and turned out some tasks that were difficult to handle due to lack of strength.

Saitama's strength is sufficient, but there are also a lot of debts that need to be repaid. It is too overkill to hand over simple tasks.Just as he was thinking, the white-robed man saw a mission with a rich enough reward.

He pulled out the book and walked up to Saitama, "Boss Saitama, you will be rewarded with points for completing tasks. Do you need to exchange for something? Or should you just pay off the debt of repairing the world?"

Saitama touched his chin, "Is there anything I can exchange?"

"Hmm... all kinds of training techniques, changing clothes, card drawing system..."

Saitama: "Is there a game console or hair restorer or something?"

The white-robed man: "...Uh, I guess there's nothing you can do about it, but you can try it every time you go to a world. What if your hair grows?"

There is no other way!

Saitama touched his bare head and sighed.

The eyes seem to say "why is it so useless"

The white-robed man could only maintain a stiff smile. Most people don't need such a good thing, and what we provide here also meets the needs of most people.

"The next one doesn't need you to do anything, you can just stay in the past for a while. It's an unknown world, and the main thing is to collect information." Said, the white-robed man put a piece of translation konjac and a A bracelet made of black beads was handed over.

"This can automatically collect everything that happens in the local area, oh, yes, this is for you too!" The bracelet and mobile phone were stuffed into Saitama's arms, "If you need anything, you can contact me anytime."

Saitama nodded, put on the bracelet, and put the phone in his pocket, "By the way, how long before I can go back?"

The white-robed man thought for a while, and took out a calculator, "According to the level of tasks you have completed, Mr. Saitama, you can do it with about seven, eight, or ten."

"Then I'll leave it to you." Saitama's eyes were burning, and he felt great pressure just by being looked at by him.There was also a smile on the corner of the white-robed man's mouth. Although Saitama's big boss didn't look very reliable, his strength and character were beyond doubt.To meet him, it seems that my luck is also good, unlike the small miscellaneous fish or some super difficult characters that I usually meet.

Thinking of this, the white-robed man thought of the scale in his pocket again, and the smile on his face became a little more sincere, "Leave it to me, I have a specialization in surgery, and I will let Saitama boss you go back after the restoration of the world is completed." one trip."

"Well, thank you!" Saitama clenched his hand into a fist, touched the man in white robe, and then walked into the arched door.

Watching the back of Saitama leaving, a figure also appeared in this room, and a low voice rang in the ears of the man in white robe, "Is he Saitama?"

The white-robed man rolled his eyes angrily, "Boss, even if you help me, I won't bend the law for personal gain! Nong, this task is for you, go play slowly, the sins you have accumulated are not worth it!" can't be washed."

"Oh, I don't need that kind of charity, I'm just a mere human being, don't try to guess my thoughts." The man raised his head proudly, and stood still in front of the arched door, like the most proud god in the world, arrogant.

"Well, this tone is very similar to a certain onmyoji who is full of petty human beings. Maybe I can introduce you to each other next time."

The dark purple hair left faint traces in the air, "I don't need these."

"Don't say that, Yamata no Orochi-sama..." The white-robed man shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed tone, "It's fate to meet here, besides, it's not a bad thing to know a few more people, maybe we can fight together next time Mahjong~"

Yamata no Orochi had a slightly imperceptible smile on his mouth, but it quickly disappeared. The figure of the man disappeared in front of the arched door, leaving only a sentence that was about to disappear, "If you are not afraid of being pressed by the loser Hit the ground."

White-robed man: I'm heartbroken

Saitama, who has already arrived in the new world, looks around in distress. This place... is full of forests. Where should I go?

Soon, a burst of flames directed Saitama's direction, although he didn't know what happened?But the place looks noisy, maybe there's a fire?

Thinking of Saitama who helped out in the past, he quickly shuttled through the jungle, and the village that was being burned by the fire became clearer and clearer in front of him. Similarly, a large group of people also made Saitama frown.

After eating the translation konjac in two bites, Saitama heard a stern roar, "Damn pig-headed people! I want you to pay for my compatriots of the big ghost clan!!"