[Swish!]
As Saitama's vision returned to normal.
A vast, level golden ground and two opposing golden peaks that shot straight into the sky came into view.
"Eh, isn't this just like before..."
He immediately noticed that aside from the color and the scale of the mountains, this place was very similar to the scene on the hundredth floor.
But Saitama was soon drawn to the figures around him.
Some floated leisurely in midair, surrounded by strange halos of energy.
Others stood silently in various places, as steady as mountains.
Their temperaments differed greatly—some were imposing, some profound, some calm, some proud.
Yet without exception, they all radiated the extraordinary aura of the powerful.
At that moment.
Those gazes, enough to make ordinary people struggle to breathe, focused on Saitama from every direction, openly examining him with curiosity.
"Uh, hello, everyone. I'm Saitama, a hero for fun."
Saitama raised a hand and took the initiative to greet everyone in a polite, if somewhat clumsy, manner.
His face wore a slightly awkward but generally calm smile.
However, since they were still unfamiliar with one another, no one responded for a while.
Until little Chido walked over and broke the increasingly awkward silence.
"Ahem, Saitama, you finally made it."
Saitama smiled. "It took quite a while, but it wasn't too boring."
To him, the first hundred floors had felt a little like taking a trip through a zoo.
"Pwahahaha—"
"You're Saitama, the 'One Punch Man,' right? I've wanted to meet you for a long time."
Garp strode over boldly. "I'm Monkey D. Garp. Looking forward to working with you. Here, have some senbei."
As he spoke, he handed over the opened bag of senbei in his hand.
Saitama glanced at it, thought for a moment, then took out a piece. "Thanks."
The moment