Fubuki wanted to ask about the timeline of Saitama's world, but then remembered that he had not received the information provided by the Chat Group, nor had he read the Memory Copy, so she could not be sure. Thus, she asked Saitama in a simpler way.
Although, with Saitama around, a group of superheroes would basically have no regrets, the Memory Copy ultimately revolved around Saitama and showed only a small part of the world.
The information she knew now was undoubtedly far greater than what had been revealed in the Memory Copy before Boros arrived.
How could a world with Monsters possibly have no regrets?
Caped Baldy: "Something memorable, huh."
Caped Baldy: "Does getting hit by an Isekai Truck just now count?"
Caped Baldy: "Though I seem to have been knocked pretty far away."
Caped Baldy: "I've walked for ages without seeing anyone."
Saitama looked at the unfamiliar place before him and spoke strangely in the Chat Group.
The area around him was all grassland. There were some trees and vegetation in the distance, but not much. He had walked for a long time without seeing anyone, though he had encountered a few Monsters on the way, all of which he had dealt with.
The wilderness?
Come to think of it, why had an Isekai Truck knocked him all the way into the wilderness?
Were Isekai Trucks really built this well these days?
Saitama was puzzled, but he had no idea that his bewildered words had caused a flood of question marks in the Chat Group.
Ordinary Group Owner: "???"
Umaru Doma: "???"
Richest Man in the Lighthouse: "???"
Boil Daigo Into Soup: "???"
Hellish Blizzard: "An Isekai Truck?!"
Fubuki was utterly incredulous. Had she seen that right? She had to have seen that right, didn't she?
Had this