The Final Farewell

Do you have a home?

"..."

I thought you were like me, living alone.

After a while, Saitama couldn't help but complain.

"But... even if we're going home... there's no need to be so formal, is there?"

In Saitama's view, he and Oboro could travel to any point on the entire supercontinental plate in a short time, given their abilities.

"I'm going to other worlds. I've had enough of this place."

Long didn't offer much explanation.

His idea was to use the One-Punch Man World universe's multiverse setting to travel to other worlds before returning to Hunter x Hunter. Traveling through the same universe meant encountering virtually no spatial Barrier... therefore, he could effectively utilize this method to further familiarize himself with and control his ability to travel, gaining a deeper understanding of the rules of space.

It can also be considered a form of spiritual practice.

With that, Long got up to leave, waving her hand, "Don't worry, I'll come back to see you."

Even if I return to Hunter x Hunter, it doesn't mean I can't come back.

He still has the ability; he can come back and visit if he has the chance.

He had a premonition that even if the Hunter x Hunter was only a higher-level world, given the mystery of the Dark Continent and its diverse sources of power... even someone as advanced as him probably wouldn't be able to conquer it in a short time. Moreover, once the humans on the Lake Island were connected to the Dark Continent, the subsequent issues would become even more complex and numerous.

Perhaps, during this period, we will also need to rely on the power of other worlds.

"Other worlds..."

Seeing that Oboro was about to leave, Saitama thought of his friend's abilities and seemed to understand something.

She jumped up and laughed, "Is it that interesting? Take me with you..."

"No, I won't bring it."

Long decisively gave two words.

Within the same universe, taking Saitama to other worlds should most likely be no problem.

The World Will Tree will not stop it.

As long as you don't completely break free from the One-Punch Man, it's fine.

But Oboro still didn't want to take Saitama with him because he was going to travel to other timelines in this universe without a specific timeframe.

Baldy has his own things to do, and Long doesn't want to interfere with his destiny.

"Cut."

Saitama looked annoyed when he heard the answer.

"Let's have one more match before you leave."

After putting on his shoes, Oboro turned around and looked at Saitama. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Saitama probably already had a premonition that this time his departure would likely be 'long'.

The former is not someone who likes to pry or pester.

A few days later, Oboro and Saitama returned to the Gobi Desert where they had sparred before.

The machine has been restored to its original state, and Genos has also been upgraded, has arrived.

It seems that his strength increases every time he suffers a major blow, which is quite interesting.

Recently, due to the disintegration of the Monster Association, the Hero Association has been extremely busy, with many heroes hunting down monsters roaming various cities... All the S-class heroes are overwhelmed and have suffered injuries of varying degrees.

Even without Pochi, Black Sperm, and Monster King Orochi, the remaining escaped Dragon-level executives are still extremely difficult to deal with...

Even so, Saitama and Genos still took the time to 'say goodbye' to Oboro.

Genos also learned that Mr. Oboro was about to leave.

Even Genos, Genos's disciple, had doubts about whether the two could draw in their second encounter.

However, he trusts his teachers unconditionally.

There was one character on set who was badmouthing Saitama.

That's Black Sperm.

That's right, now relegated to the status of a 'pet,' it and Pochi stood alongside Genos on the sidelines, ready to watch the battle unfold.

In the eyes of the Black Sperm, the bald man's audacity in daring to fight Oboro was utterly insane... It certainly didn't want the bald man to get hurt or die.

Otherwise, it would have no way to follow this human in the future, and it would have no chance to turn its life around.

"Let's make it clear first... this is just a friendly spar, we'll stop here when we've made our point."

The sun was particularly intense today. Squinting, he glanced at Saitama across from him, whose white cloak swayed in the wind, his face serious, and whose eyes even burned with a small Saitama of fighting spirit. He then offered a word of advice.

Are you scared?

The bald man had a half-smile on his face.

"If you keep putting on that arrogant face, believe me, I'll leave right now," Long said calmly.

"..."

Baldy: "Look at you, I was just joking... I'm just a little excited, don't mind me."

Long took a deep breath.

He already sensed that the 'difficulties and challenges' he would face in this encounter would be dozens or even hundreds of times greater than the last time.

He agreed to Saitama's request because deep down, he also longed to fight Saitama again.

Even if Saitama didn't speak first, he would still take the initiative to challenge him.

The reason is that fighting with the bald man will temper his soul's resilience under countless terrifying attacks, greatly enhancing it.

A very fruitful harvest.

"I'm here first!"

Then, Saitama, who was a little impatient, jumped a few times on the spot, and after saying a word, he made the first move.

Last time, he gave Oboro ample time to prepare and let Oboro make the first move.

This time it's completely different; Saitama is intentionally seizing the initiative.

This shows that he not only takes Oboro seriously as his opponent, but also takes him very seriously!

Boom! A loud explosion rang in my ears.

Nearby, Black Sperm, Pochi, and Genos were suddenly attacked by a violent gust of wind that whipped up countless pebbles, obscuring everything in a gray haze... making it impossible to see anything clearly. The ground beneath their feet trembled, and a cloud of dust blotted out the sky above them; the scene was like the end of the world.

The two pets cleverly hid behind Genos, thus escaping unharmed.

A few minutes later, as the chaos dissipated, the Black Sperm stared in disbelief at the spot where Oboro and Saitama had just been.

My mind went completely blank.

Behind the bald man, a deep valley with no end in sight appeared on the boundless ground. Recalling Saitama's fighting posture just now, Black Sperm understood that it was the bald man who, before making his move, used his feet to kick away a huge piece of land from the vast earth.

Is this... a human? The Black Sperm was stunned.

He suddenly felt that he had been handed over to the bald man by Oboro... It seemed that this was not necessarily a turning point, but rather that the situation was getting worse.

When did humans become so terrifying?

Pochi, which was riding beneath it, tucked its tail between its legs.

"Gone?"

Genos stared in surprise at the empty ground.

In this encounter, it seems that Mr. Oboro not only Separation space from reality, but also took the teacher away directly.

"There's nothing we can do... it looks like we can only wait."

Genos was somewhat disappointed.

He had intended to observe this battle, the pinnacle of human history, once again, hoping to glean some insights and learn from it.

Now the plan has failed.

But there was nothing he could do. He knew that this battle would be even more intense and dangerous than the last one. Even with the spatial barrier protecting them, he and his two pets might not be safe, given the power of his teacher and Mr. Oboro.

Time passed slowly, and soon the scorching temperature on the Gobi Desert began to drop, gradually becoming cold.

Before we knew it, night had fallen.

The sky was dotted with starlight.

"It's been so long..." Genos gazed at the night sky, his mind uneasy.

The last time they fought, it didn't take this long.

Nearby, the Black Sperm had already fallen asleep under a rock, nestled against Pochi.

Black Sperm is too weak right now; any decent hero could easily defeat it, let alone Genos. So even without Saitama and Oboro, it wouldn't dare to make a move. In comparison, staying by Saitama's side is the safest option.

Several hours later, it was already late at night.

Suddenly, a vortex resembling a black hole appeared in the void ahead, and a familiar figure leaped out from it.

The scalp shone brightly in the moonlight.

It was Saitama.

"Teacher."

Genos immediately stood up and ran over.

At this moment, Saitama's yellow combat suit was damaged in many places, and only a small piece of his cape remained.

Although he was smiling, Genos could see a hint of fatigue on his teacher's face.

Where is Mr. Oboro?

Genos was stunned when he saw the black hole disappear.

"Yes... he's already gone."

Saitama replied with a smile.

"That..."

Genos opened his mouth as if to speak.

"Haha... Of course I won!" Saitama seemed to know what he wanted to ask, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and said with a proud look.

"Just as I thought, I knew you would win, teacher."

Genos smiled excitedly.

Pochi and Black Sperm, who were standing nearby, quickly moved closer to each other.

"Let's go home."

"Yes."

"Teacher, when will Mr. Oboro return?"

"I don't know... it shouldn't be too long."

"Why did you and Mr. Oboro spar for so long this time? Did you encounter any difficult situations during the battle?"

"Well... how should I put it? Although he won, it wasn't easy... He's still very strong. Mainly, he's stronger this time than before... Besides that soul-related ability I don't quite understand, he has some other interesting techniques..."

Saitama and Genos walked side by side as usual.

Pochi and the Black Sperm followed at his feet.

Two humans, accompanied by two strange figures, walked under the silvery moonlight, gradually disappearing into the distance.

"How should I describe it specifically... I think what's truly terrifying about Oboro is his potential for growth... or rather, his learning ability?"

"I think... when he comes back next time, he'll definitely be even stronger than he is now. If I fight him again then, I might risk losing..."

"Ah?"

"It's just a strange feeling... haha."

"Woof woof!"

Several lingering sounds echoed and lingered in the night sky until they disappeared.

After Saitama and the others left, a quarter of an hour later, the space in the Gobi Desert was suddenly opened up again by a force, and a middle-aged man wearing white armor and a cloak on his shoulders stepped out.

After revealing himself, he looked around, his brows furrowed. "Hmm... That's strange, this should be the place."

This person is none other than Blast, the number one S-class Hero Association.

"The spatial fluctuations here are the most unstable, indicating that it was recently breached, and the spacetime coordinates cannot be locked... It seems to be extremely far from Earth, perhaps in another dimensional universe? How was such a vast spatial span achieved? It's truly astonishing..."

Blast gasped, muttering to himself.

Finally, it pinpointed the direction in which Saitama and the others had left, then disappeared back into the space.

He returned to Earth because he sensed that a God had been killed a few days ago...