Yellow Springs of the Pirate World

"Saitama didn't kill them. He only sent them away," Saitama explained.

He had merely used his ability to teleport all those people away.

As for where they had been sent, he had no idea.

He was only responsible for teleporting them away.

"I'll leave the rest of the journey to you."

The soldier before him looked at Saitama hesitantly. Although the man looked easy to push around, he was too frightened to speak.

"If there's a problem, just say it."

Saitama saw the soldier's difficulty and asked directly.

Only then did the soldier point behind him.

"There are only the two of us on this ship now. How are we supposed to sail it?"

To sail properly, they needed at least a few helmsmen, navigators, and lookouts.

"Oh, that's easy." Saitama's eyes turned snow-white, and white light slowly enveloped the entire ship.

"This will do."

Whoosh!!

The entire ship shot out like an arrow leaving the bow, and the scenery around them changed rapidly.

The Marine soldier's body floated into the air. If he had not grabbed the railing in time, he would have been flung off the ship.

He had heard of street racing, but this was the first time he had heard of ship racing.

The distant town island became clearer and clearer, while the ship grew faster and faster. Just as it was about to crash into the island, the ship suddenly stopped.

The soldier was flung out at once, rolling across the ground before landing hard.

He lay there with a lifeless expression.

Saitama appeared beside him and looked down at him.

"This works, right?"

Saitama could control the ship, and as for navigation, no weather should be able to affect him.

"I understand." The soldier gave a bitter smile. It seemed he had no other