One Punch Man King Engine Chapter 338: Never form a team when eating

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (apex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! In fact, King had the idea of ​​holding Saitama's thighs as early as when he crossed, and planned to form a team with Saitama at that time, so that He can spend the rest of his life safely, picking up cards happily by the way.

Unexpectedly, as the days passed, he had changed from a otaku who had no weak hands to a strong man comparable to the strength of an S-class hero.

The idea of ​​forming a team also fades day by day.

However, playing a game today has rekindled the desire to form a team.

The three formed a circle to discuss team formation.

King suggested: "I think the name of our team should be called Handsome Bald."

Genos frowned and said, "I'm handsome, bald... not good, bad, I think it should be called a master-apprentice group."

"Handsome bald? Teacher bald?"

Saitama suffered 10,000 points of damage. What happened to my baldness? Why do you look down on my bald head? I got bald, but I also got stronger.

"It's not just your master and apprentice, I'm also among them. It's more suitable for us to be handsome and bald."

"No, no, there's a difference between 'handsome' and 'teacher'. Without this rank, you wouldn't be a man."

King looked at the serious Genos in disbelief. I didn't expect you to be like this Genos. It must be a bald teacher.

"Why don't you ask my opinion?" Saitama interjected, "I think it's good to call it 'hot pot'!"

“…”

The corner of King's mouth twitched, such a name.

Genos praised: "Perfect, that is, grounded, and full of enthusiasm that a hero should have. He is worthy of being a teacher."

“…”

King looked at Genos speechlessly, what about your integrity? Lost Saitama?

"Well, due to different opinions, the topic of discussing the team name is temporarily put on hold. Let's talk about the roles of each team." King suggested: "I am in charge of logistics, and Saitama is in charge of battle. /

"What about me?"

Genos frowned.

"Genos, you...ahem, you're in charge of selling the money."

“…”

Genos didn't answer, and leisurely took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Saitama, "Teacher, the association seems to have a letter for you."

"Oh, what is it? Delegate?"

Saitama opened the letter and saw that it was a request, but this time, instead of looking for a cat, he asked Saitama to help find a weirdo who escaped from prison.

"Finally got work to do."

Saitama was refreshed when he saw that he could fight monsters. He hurriedly put on his battle uniform, and after saying hello, he left and went to the Z City Hero Association branch to meet his client.

“…”

King saw that the main character, Saitama, had left, and the matter of forming a team could not go on.

"Genos, do you play games?"

"Don't hit."

"I can teach you how to control Saitama."

"Come on!"

King has successfully launched Rajnos into the sea.

On the other hand, Saitama excitedly went to the branch to meet up, and found that he was not only invited, but also four B-level heroes of Saitama. According to the client, he was only in a shortage of numbers. He was very sad when the situation came together, but he was looking forward to the first team formation. However, along the way, other people always disliked him, and even bluntly said that he did not need his help. It can be said that the game he teamed up this time The experience was extremely poor, which seriously affected his interest in team formation.

At a critical juncture, several other B-rank heroes were in a hurry to face the weirdo, and the entire army was destroyed, all relying on his last punch to solve it.

He looked at the people who were staggering around and was very disappointed. "It seems that I am not suitable for forming a team. As expected, it is best for one person to move freely."

King and Genos played several games at home before Saitama finally returned.

"Yo, Saitama, I'm back."

"Hmm."

"Teacher, I'm going to cook."

When Genos saw Saitama come back, he tossed the gamepad and consciously washed and cooked.

King asked, "What are you doing?"

Saitama said with disinterest, "Go with a few heroes to find the lost monster."

"Oh, the hero team?" King asked tentatively, "How did the process feel?"

"It's boring, it's completely different from the hero group cooperation I imagined before. Maybe this is the difference between reality and fantasy." Saitama sat down, grabbed the gamepad, and said unhappily, "king, after today's event. Things, I no longer have the idea of ​​forming a team."

"Oh, that's it."

King saw Saitama's appearance of being beaten, and said nothing more.

"Come on, play the game."

The two teamed up to play the game again.

"Actually, teamwork may be able to defeat the enemy more efficiently, but this shows that their personal strength is insufficient. I don't think I should have such a time."

"Really?"

King nodded nonchalantly.

Saitama suddenly shouted: "Hey, king, give me more blood, I'm poisoned!"

On the TV, the swordsman controlled by Saitama was sprayed with poison by the mobs, and his blood dropped one step at a time, while the priest controlled by king stood by and watched coldly, without any intention of adding blood, and even turned and walked away.

"Hey, king, don't you go? My HP keeps dropping, don't ignore me, this is a cooperative game, we have to cooperate sincerely, ah!? Surrounded by enemies, king, hurry up Save me..."

Saitama yells.

King said solemnly: "Saitama, didn't you say that you don't want to form a team? Didn't you say that your personal strength can solve all difficulties?"

"Ah! Dead~IndoMTL.com~ Saitama watched the swordsman he controlled fell to the ground with a look of despair.

"King!!"

He calls out the king's name in a long voice.

"Ha, now you know the importance of the team? Before Genos didn't come, did you feel comfortable now? Before you knew me, did you play games? Saitama, don't think of yourself as one People can live on, in fact, having a companion is the most beautiful thing.”

King educates Saitama. In fact, he himself is an otaku with no companions. He is completely bald and scolded the monk for being bald.

"But that's not why you're watching my swordsman die!"

"I'm just telling you something about being a human being."

"Damn!"

King and Saitama fight over team matters.

"Teacher, king, it's lunch time."

At this time, the good wife and good mother Genos came out with the food, interrupting the dispute between the two.

"Eat and eat!"

King and Saitama immediately stopped arguing and quickly moved to the dining table.

"Start."

Then, the chopsticks of the three quickly stuck out like a bolt of lightning.

Puff puff!

Like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, the three of them linked their hands to their mouths, quickly sandwiching the food into their mouths.

That's one of the hallmarks of Saitama's meal—speed!

Hurry up, but slow down!

You pause for a few seconds, and there may be no food left.

It's such a wonderful thing!

Half a minute later, Saitama wiped his mouth, looked at the clean dishes, and complained, "The next time you eat, you must not form a team!"

“…”

The corner of King's mouth twitched, but he was speechless, because he had a similar idea, these people are too strong, without cards, he... can't grab it!