From Propulsion City To Multiverse

Saitama's dilapidated neighborhood.

Genos, who had successfully apprenticed to his teacher, was busy "studying" when suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Genos walked over to open the door.

Opening the door, there were a few people standing outside. The young man at the head was wearing a white suit and said with a smile, "Excuse me, I'm the new landlord of this community. Please go to the Western District Real Estate Company to pay the rent in the future."

Genos appeared calm on the surface, but in fact he quickly became vigilant, because the value of his energy detector was constantly soaring.

[Alarm...Alarm...The target energy value reaches 37,000 units, extremely dangerous...]

37,000 units? !

Genos' body was trembling slightly, and his heart was even more turbulent. The controllable nuclear fusion reactor on his chest had a maximum output power of 1,500 units. This handsome and masculine young man in front of him had an energy level of 37,000 units. .

To know the energy unit of Genos, 1 unit = 1 megawatt.

1500 units is equivalent to the reactor power of three Fords.

It was knowing that he was terrified.

The other party really came to collect the rent? No, this guy is most likely coming towards Saitama-sensei. What should I do? Countless thoughts flashed through Genos' mind.

"Yeah! Are you the new landlord? Is the rent still the same as before?"

Saitama, who was playing a game, asked worriedly.

Coco looked at the harmless bald head in front of him, it was really hard to imagine that there was endless power in this guy's body.

Something like a limiter is worth looking into.

Although there were many thoughts in his mind, Coco remained calm on the surface, he said with a smile:

"Because of the economic downturn, I have decided to reduce or exempt a portion of the rent for the tenants in this community. This is the list of future payments."

The man in black beside Coco handed over a booklet, along with a gift box.

Genos quickly took it, and then he was a little confused about the box in his hand: "This is..."

"This is a gift for the first meeting. Please give me more advice in the future. Goodbye."

Coco did not give the other party a chance to refuse, and went directly to the next resident.

In fact, there are not many people living nearby. Due to the long-term economic depression in City Z, many poor people can only live in nearby low-rent housing.

Although Saitama is very powerful, he is not the type to bully the weak, and he will not use his power to do whatever he wants. Naturally, life is tight.

Seeing the backs of Coco and the others leaving, Genos frowned, and he quickly closed the door.

"Gift? The new landlord is very kind." Saitama put down the gamepad and picked up the gift box on the table.

But Genos, who was standing by the window and secretly observed Coco and his group, said solemnly, "Teacher, that Mr. Landlord's strength is very powerful. I don't think his purpose is pure."

"What?" Saitama opened the gift box: "Oh! It's actually beef, what did you just say, Genos?"

Seeing the beef on Saitama's hands, with marble-like textures on it, Genos' puzzlement deepened.

"Teacher, I mean that Mr. Landlord is very powerful, he may not have a simple purpose, and this beef..."

As Genos said, he picked up the beef in the box and began to examine it carefully, and then he was confused again, because there was nothing wrong with the meat.

Saitama waved his hand: "Genos, don't worry too much, the other party may not have any malicious intentions."

"..." Genos fell silent. Without evidence, he really couldn't say anything casually.

On the other hand, Coco was also delivering bills and beef from door to door.

For the New World Group, it is not just a few hundred pieces of frosted beef, and the cost is not much at all.

After all, synthetic beef produced in large-scale industrial production does not even need to be raised. It can be cloned directly by bovine somatic cells.

And synthetic nutrient raw materials, such as proteins, fats, vitamins, minerals, sugars and flavor components, rely on artificial synthesis of controlled nuclear fusion, and the cost is also very low.

In the past, high-grade beef in Z City cost several thousand yuan per kilogram.

Even ordinary hormone beef costs about 250-300 yuan per kilogram.

And the income of ordinary people is not high every month. The average income of ordinary people in Z city is about 8,000. Eating meat is a very luxurious thing.

But with the emergence of the New World Group, this situation will be hit unprecedentedly. Compared with other big consortiums, the New World Group is too strong in technology. If the other party does not make a move, there is really no way to fight against the New World Group.

In fact, with the continuous introduction of new products of the New World Group, large consortiums in other cities have already begun to act.

The open and secret struggle between the two sides is unavoidable.

It is basically impossible for those with vested interests to obediently spit out the benefits they eat.

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At the same time that the conflict between the New World Group and other big financial groups continued to escalate.

In a huge building deep underground in City Z.

A big-eyed geek also noticed the newly emerging New World Group.

This weirdo is one of the cores of the Weird Association. The big eagle eye responsible for intelligence work, with its huge one eye, looked at the New World Group headquarters building on the surveillance screen, showing a thoughtful look:

"Someone dared to open an office in City Z, did they think they could deal with the weirdos here?"

Another weirdo not far away, grinned and said, "Do you want me to take action and make these arrogant humans disappear?"

"Let's go." Da Jiongyan is not a brainless weirdo, but a smart weirdo. After all, there is no normal mental existence for those who play with mind power.

Hell Fubuki, who is relatively normal in spirit, is precisely the weakest chicken.

"What are you worrying about? Big eyes." A lazy female voice sounded in the passage, with high heels stepping on the slate, making a rhythmic sound.

Da Jiongyan, who was sitting in the seat, squinted and said, "Sikes, now is not the time to shoot."

The visitor is a girl with a bulging front and a back. She is another psychic user of the Weird Association, and she is also one of the few weirdos who maintain a human form.

Sikes and Da Jiongyan are actually two sides of the same body, UU reading www. uukanshu. The two are actually the same weirdo, but Sykes separated the avatar, Da Jiongyan, to manage the headquarters of the Weird Association, and she herself did some things on the ground.

Sykes returned to headquarters after dealing with some matters on the ground recently.

While reading Da Jiongyan's memory, she muttered to herself, "It's just a company, is it worth your caution? Huh..."

From Da Jiongyan's memory, she discovered something.

"Now you know? After this company appeared in City Z, the number of wild monsters in the area decreased rapidly, but in the areas under their control, no monsters can easily invade." Da Jiongyan said with some fear.

Sykes raised his glasses: "No, try it out, take that artificial meat factory as the target and send three semi-finished products there."

"Will this affect our plan?" Da Jiongyan hesitated.

A glimmer of light flashed in Sykes' eyes: "Don't worry, it's just three semi-finished products, and they'll be used as waste. I always feel that this company is not simple."

As for Sykes's order, Big Eye has no way to refuse it. It can only choose three random geek cell experimental bodies from those who go to strange shapes, and then let them attack the artificial man factory of the New World Group.

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