In K City, on a dark street, a flying eyeball appears.
"Haven't found anything yet?"
"No, many ancient documents record very little." Beside the flying eyeball that appeared, a pair of cold, vertical eyes lit up, and a slender, tall human figure was vaguely visible in the darkness.
" Miaomiao, if all else fails, organize your men to capture Genos and Saitama from Ghost Town. Perhaps that Emperor Flame Xiao Tian, who is suspected to be a god, knows something."
Cars drove by outside the dark streets, their headlights illuminating some of the street and alleyways.
Beside the eyeball was a strange person resembling a humanoid cat.
This one is Miaomiao, Dragon Level executive of the Monster Association.
" Psykos, what if I were just blasted to pieces? And since it's all supposedly divine, are you sure they know less than we do?"
Gyoro Gyoro said, "We can only gamble. With Xiao Tian around, our Monster Association must be extremely cautious to avoid being wiped out in one fell swoop when they come to our lair. That kind of being needs the balance of the world, and we are precisely the important players in balancing human heroes. Without evil, where does good come from?"
"I hate gambling the most. Why don't we go and catch that Wanasha? This female director seems to have a relationship with Xiao Tian. Surely he won't turn a blind eye," Miaomiao suggested.
"Alright, go ahead and do it. If we unlock that place and obtain the power within, then the Monster Association's dream of ruling the land will no longer be a dream." Gyoro Gyoro chuckled wickedly.
"I hope so. That Xiao Tian is too mysterious."
Whether out of fear or a sixth sense, Miaomiao didn't want to run into Xiao Tian.
Thinking of the terrifying impact that ten-thousand-meter-long giant club had on the Great Hassatmi Desert, how many strange people perished there, and how even the king of the desert, the Sand Scorpion Poison King, and the Elder Centipede who went to court death met with misfortune.
Inside a private jet bound for K City, Wanasha, Xiao Tian, and the others were quite relaxed.
"Playing games is a waste of time." Wanasha glanced at Xiao Tian playing video games, then shook the wine glass in her hand, causing a vortex to form inside the blood-red Lafite.
"Reporting, boss! A monstrous bird is approaching along the flight path ahead!"
"Boom... Interesting." Wanasha sensed something, downed her Lafite in one gulp, drops of wine trickling down her red lips and jade-like neck.
Above the Tiger-level sharp-beaked monster bird, Miaomiao stood upright, as imposing as a mountain.
"Was that Wanasha on that private jet?"
Suddenly, Miaomiao bristled. She saw a woman whose face she couldn't quite make out had appeared on the private jet. As the woman raised her hand, a flash of black light appeared.
Miaomiao immediately lost consciousness, and the Tiger-level monster bird beneath her feet weathered away and dissipated.
When the Miaomiao woke up again, all it saw were pairs of snow-white, jade-like human legs and various styles of high heels.
"Yo-ho, our Little Black dog has woken up!"
Miaomiao was stunned. The sound was like the Death God, making it bristle with fear from the bottom of its heart.
Emperor Flame Xiao Tian! A being among humanity who is suspected to be a god!
"Wait a minute? How did I get smaller?" Miaomiao looked at her own size, her mind went blank, and she was completely overwhelmed.
"Meow, now I'm a cat again! No!"
Xiao Tian placed Miaomiao on the table, stroked its fur, and chuckled, making the former Dragon Level executive of the Monster Association tremble and dare not make a sound.
" Little Miaomiao, so cute! Little fox, you've got some skills!"
Wanasha sneered, "If I can't seal you away, surely I can handle a little cat?"
The Dragon Level executive Miaomiao, almost peed his pants. Wanasha really that strong?!