"I've already said it. I'm a traveler." Shen Mo did not touch the food, merely speaking casually as if making conversation. "But at the same time, I'm also a merchant. There are some things I hope to sell to certain clients I value."
"May I ask what kind of product?"
The Hero Association representative asked somewhat cautiously, though he was actually much more relieved inside.
Having a demand was good news.
Because it meant Shen Mo needed them.
"It's power." Shen Mo's smile looked somewhat mysterious. "Or rather, an opportunity—the chance to fulfill any wish. You can think of me as someone looking for suitable talents to cultivate. As for the reason, I suppose it's simply out of interest?"
That final rhetorical question nearly made Saitama, who was struggling to stuff food into his stomach, choke.
"Out of interest" had always been his line.
But now someone else had learned it.
And if that was how things were phrased,
wasn't he also the result of the other party's interest? Even now, Saitama still believed that the divine technique had given him his current strength.
"I see." The Hero Association representative's face lit up with delight. "Then you've certainly come to the right people. Our Merchant Guild gathers the vast majority of talented individuals. Every one of them possesses a heart of justice and exceptional talent. I'm sure they'll meet your requirements."
"I have my own set of criteria." Shen Mo smiled and shook his head. "You only need to help me get in touch with them. That will save me the trouble of earning their trust."
"Of course. Please leave it to us." The representative readily agreed.
For them, this was actually a small matter.
Let alone something this minor.
If they could recruit a powerhouse who might be even