Another Battlefield

While the Wood Clone accompanied the heroes outside to fight the enemy, preparing to pick off a few monsters and finish them off.

Xu Yue himself, who had been following behind Saitama, had already rushed into the flying ship with him.

Its area alone was as large as an entire city. With its own height added in, the vast interior space of the ship far exceeded the capacity of City A.

It was densely packed and unimaginably complex.

It could even be regarded as a colonial vessel with its own internal circulation and self-sufficiency systems.

Even Saitama, with his terrible sense of direction, was left utterly bewildered inside.

Although he had dealt with countless enemies along the way, one punch at a time, he still felt like he was heading in the wrong direction.

Originally, he had intended to smash straight through the walls until he blew up the entire ship.

But Xu Yue, following behind him, stopped him.

"This ship is too massive. Even if you can smash it into dust, Saitama, that dust would still be enough to bury City A below. It could even drift into other cities, blotting out the sunlight and causing all living things to die out. A huge number of civilians would be killed."

Saving City A was not merely about that achievement mission with its rather unimpressive reward.

"Besides, this ship's technology clearly surpasses ours by far. I think it would be extremely valuable if we could capture it. The heroes outside should be able to hold back the attacks. We just need to slowly find their leader."

Although Xu Yue found Saitama difficult to deal with because of his instincts, all that daily cooking had not been for nothing. With sound reasoning behind him, Saitama naturally chose to accept the suggestion.