Chapter 36 About that 'Strongest Man'

I am a BUFF War God!

Stack everything that can be stacked, and I will naturally become invincible.

Although Atomic Samurai was defeated, he did not show any hostility or rejection towards Jon, but instead passionately invited him to drink in the dojo.

Jon gladly accepted.

At this time, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "Please bring the person at the door in."

"The person at the door?"

Atomic Samurai was a bit puzzled.

Jon touched his nose and explained, "It's... my companion."

Oh, so that's how it is~

Atomic Samurai waved his hand, "Iai, go bring Skywalker's companion over."

"Yes, master."

Iaian bowed respectfully.

Entering the dojo, Jon sat down casually.

Atomic Samurai didn't mind, and poured Jon a drink with a delicate wine dish.

"Please."

The wine is a common sake in Japan, with a light yellow color, clear and transparent.

Jon drank it all in one gulp.

The taste is pure, soft and refreshing.

He praised, "Good wine!"

"Of course it's good wine."

Atomic Samurai nodded as a matter of course.

Not mentioning the serious matter, the two of them drank a cup each.

After drinking three or four cups, Fubuki was brought in by Iaian with a strange look on his face.

Atomic Samurai was stunned.

"You are..."

"B-class hero first place, 'Blizzard of Hell'."

Before Fubuki could speak, Iaian reminded in time.

"Oh, no wonder you looks familiar."

Atomic Samurai is not interested in the weak, and sips his own wine.

On the side, Iaian wanted to say something but stopped.

Seeing Fubuki looking uneasy, Jon shook his head and said, "You've been peeking for so long, your legs must be numb."

"Huh?"

A hint of panic flashed in Fubuki's eyes.

"Don't worry, I don't mean anything else." Jon pointed to the wine glass beside him, "Just that, you'll have to trouble yourself to send me back to the association later."

Hearing this, many question marks popped up above Fubuki's head.

Did he really treat me as a driver!

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Just then, Iaian quietly swallowed and leaned into Atomic Samurai's ear, "Miss Fubuki is Tatsumaki's younger sister."

"Tatsumaki-chan?"

A petite figure with her arms crossed flashed through Atomic Samurai's mind.

He smiled and looked at Fubuki.

"What a coincidence, I happen to know your sister."

Upon hearing this, a 'well' character appeared on Fubuki's forehead, and she stiffly said, "Is that so... hehe..."

When you don't know how to respond, a smile is never wrong.

Jon, who was watching, felt tired and said, "She doesn't get along well with Tatsumaki."

[Jon used 'Poke']

[The attack hits, Atomic Samurai falls into silence]

[Fubuki takes damage, effect breaks group]

Iaian sighed.

Only a master like his who is devoted to swordsmanship would not know about this public matter.

"Well... let's not talk about this, let's drink."

Atomic Samurai had no intention of getting involved in the sisters' family affairs, he smacked his lips and raised his glass like nothing was wrong.

Jon followed suit.

But Fubuki didn't know what to do.

S-class hero third place, Skywalker!

S-class hero fifth place, Atomic Samurai!

A-class hero second place, Iaian!

After all the fuss, she was the lowest-ranked hero in the room.

Now Fubuki felt like a husky who had accidentally mixed into a pack of wolves.

Neither sitting nor standing was right.

In short, it was two words, awkward!

Jon saw Fubuki's embarrassment and helplessly said, "Come behind me."

Hmph!

Fubuki secretly held her breath, but her body obediently moved over.

A textbook example of saying no but meaning yes.

Jon smiled and didn't take it seriously.

After seven or eight cups of wine, the conversation gradually became lively.

Atomic Samurai squinted his eyes.

"Young man, your swordsmanship is not bad, where did you learn it?"

"Self-taught." Jon looked at Atomic Samurai, "Do you believe it?"

"Believe, of course I believe."

Atomic Samurai's tone was incredibly melancholic.

"Even I can't wield this door's swordsmanship to your level... so, I believe."

It would be a joke to say it out loud, the original user of the 'Divine Wind Instant Sword Technique' lost to a pirated version that popped out of nowhere.

There's not a bit of thought in his heart that's lying.

But Atomic Samurai knew that the other party's swordsmanship was not inferior to his own.

The loser has no words.

Talking too much seems pretentious.

Hearing the two's conversation, Fubuki and Iaian quietly lowered their heads.

Atomic Samurai actually admitted in person that he was not as good as Skywalker!

If this was heard by a tabloid reporter, it's estimated that the entire Japanese Hero World would turn upside down...

"Cheers"

Jon raised his glass.

After all, he learned someone else's swordsmanship, he should show some respect.

Nothing else to say, the feelings are all in the wine.

Atomic Samurai laughed heartily, "Cheers!"

The so-called cup of wine dissolves old grudges, a smile buries enmity.

Being both strong, the two had many common topics.

From swordsmanship to martial arts, from martial arts to qigong, from qigong back to swordsmanship.

In the end, the two landed their topic on the current heroes of Japan.

Fubuki and Iaian, who were accompanying them, suddenly became interested.

"The most active hero nowadays is none other than Mr. KING."

Fubuki, who finally got a chance to speak, had a look of admiration on her face, "When the King Engine roars, monsters tremble in fear and beg for mercy, it's just too cool."

Hearing this, Atomic Samurai and Iaian couldn't help but nod.

Although KING is only ranked 8th among S-class heroes, his strength is undeniable.

Even the proud Atomic Samurai had to admit that he was a perfect man who seemed full of flaws but was actually invincible.

Jon tugged at the corner of his mouth.

This statement...

There's nothing wrong with it!

Luck is also part of strength.

Just like the bald demon king who got the blessing of the world's will, he can solve any enemy with one punch;

KING, the strongest hikikomori on the surface, can scare monsters to death with just his aura. If this were the world of One Piece, he would definitely be a character like Red Hair Shank, with an invincible Conqueror's Haki!

Speaking of which, the legendary reward for my next phase seems to be the 'King Engine', how exactly do I use this thing?

Jon stroked his smooth chin.

Or, should I just ask KING himself when the time comes?

Thousands of kilometers away, in Y City.

"Um, I understand."

KING hung up the phone and stared blankly at the TV screen.

On the screen, a cat-eared 2D maid was looking at him affectionately, "Big brother, daisuki~"

"I... I've played too much!"

Coming back to his senses, KING's heart roared wildly.

Why?

Why does he, a hikikomori, have to investigate an evil organization!

"No, no, no, it's going to be dead! Or should I just confess 'Actually, I'm not a hero, I'm just a lucky ordinary person'? It's too late! I've received a lot of money, and I've bought it all into games. If I show my cards, I'll definitely be killed by the Hero Association!"

KING bit his teeth hard, his face twisted into a mask of pain.

"But, there's still a chance!"

Suddenly thinking of something.

He clenched his fist, and a flame of hope rose in his eyes.

"This mission is a two-person operation, besides me, there is also the newly promoted S-class hero Skywalker. That guy's ranking is higher than mine, maybe he can probably keep me survive..."

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