Josen had spent over a year in the Dragon Ball World, and naturally, he had gained quite a lot.
Leaving everything else aside, the daily uses of "Fate Draw" he had saved up had already exceeded 500.
Of course, nearly ninety of those draws had been left over from before his journey.
And after he returned to the One-Punch Man World, the many monsters led by the Crazy Motorcycle Gang had contributed quite a few more draws.
With his mobility fully unleashed, F-kid voluntarily (forcibly) worked overtime. The total number of "Fate Draw" uses was now heading toward four digits, shooting up practically every day.
[Current Fate Draw uses: 998.]
"Nice number. Auspicious!"
Josen gave Little F, the hairstylist still busy beside Saitama, a thumbs-up, put away his phone, pulled up his blanket, and drifted blissfully off to sleep.
In a corner of the apartment.
As the phone's light went out, the golden indicators in Genos's eyes lit up. Looking like a metal sculpture, he raised his head slightly.
Strange. Why do I keep sensing a faint energy signature beside Master Saitama?
His power is probably so strong that it's causing a false reading. It looks like my body really does need some rest!
With that thought, the young cyborg closed his eyes and stopped thinking.
Well, temporarily.
The next day, amid the lush green mountains.
Josen appeared above the House of Evolution's location, only to discover that the landmark-like trap building...
Was gone.
All that remained was a bare concrete foundation, as though someone had blasted the House of Evolution clean away with a single "Incineration Cannon."
Genos: Just give them my personal identification number card (ID), please. Thank you!
His "Mantra" sank into the mountain's ground. A quick inspection confirmed that the House of Evolution's