Chapter 889: The Cyber North Saint Takes Shape, the Enthusiastic Seaweed Delivering Food!

"Can your sword be manipulated remotely?"

Broly didn't care about the shield; he only asked about the alloy sword's situation.

"Well, rather than calling it a sword, it's more like my external mecha. Inside it exists an operating system linked to my main body. As long as it's not too far from me, I can operate it remotely, but my proficiency in operating it isn't very high."

After getting the new equipment, Genos had familiarized himself with the new equipment in Dr. Kuseno's research base, but he had only started using it for less than half a day, so he really couldn't be said to have much proficiency.

"Then for such a sword, how many can you operate at most?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"Then you can try your own operating limits later, and based on your situation, I have a school here that's more suitable for you."

"What school?"

"North God Style."

Genos was indeed a beginner in swordsmanship, but with Broly's careful guidance, he quickly passed the beginner stage of swordsmanship, and Broly passed on the North God Style sword manipulation technique to him.

Saitama tried to imitate with a branch on the side, but found that the branches he threw out simply couldn't return to his hand.

"This kind of swordsmanship, if there's no remote control on the sword, it simply can't be learned, right?"

After trying and failing many times, Saitama couldn't help but start complaining.

"I guess so. Sword manipulation techniques generally need auxiliary lines to help the sword return if there's no gravity magic to help."

"Of course, you can also use multiple swords clashing to achieve the sword's return, but this requires very high skill from the swordsmanship user, and its visual appeal is greater than its practical combat effect."

Broly said while demonstrating with ordinary branches, moving around Genos's surroundings, the branches flipping and flying in his hands and in the air, turning into streaks of slashes striking Genos's body, looking very flashy, but the damage was approximately zero.

"So, if there's a special method to remotely manipulate swords, there's actually no need to spend effort on these trivial details that can't improve sword technique power."

", then why do you still teach Genos this kind of thing?"

Saitama was somewhat puzzled.

"North God Style focuses on surprise attacks. Although this skill is flashy, it's also a trap hiding killing moves."

"Think about it, Saitama. When Genos's opponent thinks he's manipulating swords through skill, and Genos's sword is knocked to the ground, and the opponent thinks they've broken Genos's sword manipulation, Genos suddenly uses remote-controlled sword manipulation, making the sword suddenly fly up from behind and pierce the opponent's body, stealing the opponent's chrysanthemum weakness like that—"

"Hiss~"

Listening to Broly's introduction, Saitama sucked in a breath of cold air, suddenly feeling his asshole chilly.

"You're too sinister."

"There's no such thing as sinister in moves. As long as it achieves a killing effect, it's a good move, and this is the North God Style's practical combat concept."

"Of course, concepts are concepts, but the user themselves has a moral sense. So, the lower limit of North God Style moves basically depends on the user's moral lower limit."

"People with too high morals actually find it a bit hard to promote North God Style. Well, Genos, do you think you belong to the type with high morals or low morals?"

Asked so suddenly by Broly, Genos was stunned for a moment. He touched his chin and thought carefully before giving an answer he himself wasn't too sure about: "I should belong to the type with higher morals."

"Then the things you teach wouldn't be very useful for Genos, right?"

Saitama asked.

"If you need to use despicable moves to defeat a powerful bad guy enemy, would you be willing to use them?"

Broly ignored Saitama and directly asked Genos.

"I probably would."

Genos thought for three seconds and gave the answer.

"Since you don't have much moral sense toward bad guys, then learning North God Style is no problem. Those unsuitable for learning North God Style are the kind who don't distinguish between close and distant, good and bad, treat everyone equally, have a strong moral sense, and even have a cleanliness obsession."

"I see."

"Then most people can learn North God Style."

"North God Style is easy to get into, but mastering it is harder. Even I've only dabbled in some of its techniques, but I haven't fully integrated its concepts."

Genos continued to practice hard, while Saitama felt he couldn't learn the fancy sword manipulation technique and just sat down on the side, somewhat bored.

Saitama, in a daze, suddenly noticed Mosquito Girl's complexion was very good and couldn't help but ask: "Did you come after sucking enough blood?"

"Blood?"

Mosquito Girl looked over in confusion.

"Yes, your complexion today seems even more rosy than when I saw you before. Of course, not as red as the first time I saw you."

Facing Saitama's inquiring gaze, Mosquito Girl pouted. What she had sucked recently was much better than blood: "I haven't sucked blood for a long time."

", then what do you suck?"

"I suck Broly!"

Saitama was stunned at first, then reacted, his mouth corner twitching, understanding the reason for Mosquito Girl's radiance.

【Since going bald, I feel many things are somewhat indifferent. Various emotions and desires keep flowing away. Should I also find a girlfriend like Broly?】

Saitama looked toward Broly over there, and such a strange thought arose in his heart. But then Saitama thought he had never dated and didn't know how to date, so he immediately shrank back.

【Forget it. There are many online arguments between men and women. Feeling that having a girlfriend is so troublesome—】

"Alright, today's guidance ends here."

With some time left until evening, Broly voluntarily ended this guidance session.

"Mr. Broly, thank you for your instruction."

Genos, holding the alloy sword, bowed toward this side. During this afternoon's guidance, he benefited greatly again.

Perhaps there wasn't the direct strength increase from before, but his combat philosophy had changed. Saying he was a Newly Promoted Cyber North Saint wasn't an exaggeration.

"Let's go to the supermarket. You choose what to eat, I'll pay. Of course, my total budget for treating is only fifty thousand."

Saitama stood up from the grass, patted the grass blades on his butt, and said.

"If we make it ourselves, fifty thousand for ingredients is enough."

Broly brought Mosquito Girl, and together with Saitama and Genos, the two of them returned to Z-City.

"Hey, Broly, do you really like eating seafood?"

In a supermarket, while selecting ingredients and checking out, Saitama noticed Broly's cart was full of seafood and asked with some surprise.

"Eating different foods causes some changes in the taste of a person's body; Mosquito Girl seems to prefer the taste of me when I've eaten seafood."

Broly answered seriously, and Saitama stared at him with wide eyes.

【Taste? Is the taste you're talking about a proper taste?】

"What's wrong, having second thoughts about treating us to a meal?"

Seeing Saitama staring at him, Broly thought he was having second thoughts and asked.

"No, I said I'd treat and I'll treat."

Saitama hurriedly collected his scattered thoughts, took out his wallet, and started to settle the bill.

Exiting the supermarket, each person had a bag full of ingredients in hand.

"Sensei Saitama, let me carry that for you."

"No need, I can carry it myself."

"Then what about the ingredients you two selected, Mr. Broly and Mosquito Girl?"

Genos looked at the two people with empty hands and couldn't help but ask doubtfully.

"Stored in the Crystal Palace Space.

","What's that?"

"Treat it as a kind of spatial ability."

"Like psychic power?"

"More or less. Come on, give me the stuff, I'll put it in the space, and take it out when we get to Saitama's Home."

"Hey hey hey, these things cost me a good bit of money, are you sure they won't get lost if you put them in your Crystal Palace Space?"

"Rest assured, even if you get lost, the things stored in my space won't get lost."

On the way back, Saitama was a bit curious about the Crystal Palace Space, and Broly satisfied this guy's curiosity, taking some things out and putting them back in.

"Tsk, a personal space of over two thousand cubic meters; if you used this ability to be a thief, you'd definitely be a master thief, the kind no one could find criminal evidence on."

"I'm not a thief."

"Good thing you're not."

Passing under a bridge tunnel, Broly stopped.

On the street ahead, a strange guy draped in kelp on his head turned to look over.

"Huh, thought this Ghost Town had no residents, didn't expect there are still people living here; that works too, after attacking them, I can perfectly spread the terrifying reputation of my Infinite Kelp————"

"Sensei Saitama, Mr. Broly, the two people fallen over there seem to be A-Class Hero Rank 33 Spring Mustachio and A

Class Hero Rank 29 Golden Ball."

Genos had already seen the two people fallen on the street with battle traces, and rapidly found their information from his database.

"Are those two still alive?"

Saitama asked.

"They still have breath, just unconscious, not dead."

Broly answered this question.

"Hey, you're the people living here, right? Remember this well now: the one attacking you is me, Infinite Kelp————"

The Kelp Monster spoke, manipulating the large amount of kelp on his head to extend toward this side.

", Kelp? Crap!"

Saitama suddenly widened his eyes.

"What's wrong, Sensei Saitama?"

Genos, preparing for battle, subconsciously looked over.

"Just now at the supermarket, I forgot to buy kelp.

Without kelp to enhance the flavor, tonight's hot pot soup definitely won't be fresh and bright enough!"

Genos:

Is the hot pot soup's freshness the important thing right now?

Ten minutes later, Saitama's Home.

"No, Sensei Saitama, you really plan to put this thing in to cook?"

Genos watched Saitama walk into the Kitchen, wash clean the kelp he'd forcibly plucked from the monster's head, and put it in the boiling pot to cook, and couldn't help but ask.

"How about, I go to the supermarket again and buy normal kelp instead.

He proposed.

"No need, boil it first to try; if the taste is about the same as normal kelp, then there's no problem."

"No no no, even if the taste is similar, this thing is that Kelp Monster's hair, right? Even if Sensei Saitama you want to grow hair, you shouldn't pin your hopes on this; science has already proven kelp cannot stimulate dead hair follicles to make a bald person regrow hair."

"No, the kelp is for enhancing flavor, I never said I wanted to put kelp in the pot because I want to grow hair?!"

In the Kitchen, came Saitama's voice sounding like he was about to cry.

"This place is so small, can two people really live here?"

"Mosquito Girl, Saitama's already miserable enough, don't twist the knife further."

"Hey, have some pity on me, this stings too!"

A bald head poked out from the Kitchen, face full of a stubborn expression.

"Mhm, this kelp-stewed clear soup stock, the taste is not bad."

Nightfall descended, and the four gathered around a low table, eating hot pot together. Broly tasted the original soup first, then nodded, indicating his recognition of the monster kelp soup's flavor.

"I told you, this thing is definitely edible. Back when I had no money and couldn't even afford discounted goods, I've eaten quite a few ingredients from monsters that looked edible."

", you've even eaten people?"

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"It's monsters, monsters!"

Saitama emphasized it twice.

"And they were those monsters that looked more like food."

"How was the taste?"

Broly asked curiously.

"Some were okay, but some weren't too good. The most delicious, without a doubt, was three years ago, when I graduated but couldn't find a job, the first crab monster I defeated. The taste of its large claws, after being steamed, was extremely delicious————"

As Saitama spoke, he couldn't help but lick his lips, thinking that thing was indeed delicious.

"If we encounter such monsters in the future, we can pay attention to them."

Broly also licked his lips. Pity the monsters he'd encountered before mostly didn't look very appetizing.

"Wait, could this be the secret to why Saitama-sensei is so strong?"

Genos ate a mouthful of monster kelp, thought of something, and his electronic eyes suddenly lit up.

"High-grade food does help enhance physical quality, but Saitama's case probably doesn't belong to the range that can be enhanced, right?

Saitama, give me your hand."

"Do what?"

"You eat some kelp, I want to check your body's condition after you eat down the monster kelp.

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Saitama didn't refuse.

", your Qi, it really increased?"

The examination results surprised Broly somewhat.

"So it really is because of the monster ingredients!"

Genos got very excited, started showing off eating the monster kelp, eating at a very fast speed.

Fortunately, that kelp monster had been almost plucked bald by Saitama, so they obtained quite a lot of kelp.

"Genos————"

"What is it, Mr. Broly, do you want to eat kelp too?"

Genos lifted his bowl, seemingly wanting to share some monster kelp over.

"No, I just want to tell you, your master's strength isn't because of eating kelp, but because his Qi has been continuously strengthening"

"Uh——

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"When facing battles with pressure, the strengthening is fastest, but even without pressure, his Qi is steadily rising. It's just that this steady rise, compared to his current total messy Qi, is too micro chicken, making it undetectable."

"So, all this kelp, I ate it for nothing?"

"Not exactly for nothing. High-quality ingredients can indeed replenish blood and tonify Qi, it's just not too obvious compared to that unclear thing.

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