King was practically laughing from anger.
You squeezed the Moon into a glass marble, kidnapped my teammates, and now you want me to be your interstellar taxi driver?
However, before he could erupt—
"Wait."
A furious voice exploded like a supernova, carrying the immense rage of being ignored.
Boros stepped forward.
"Where are you taking my opponent?!"
His entire face was twisted into a knot by fury, fueled by twenty years of waiting and obsession:
"I crossed countless light-years! I destroyed hundreds of civilizations that stood in my way!"
"I sailed through the dark universe for twenty whole years!"
"Only to finally find the prophesied opponent!"
"This fight isn't over! How dare you take him away?!"
Boros's energy continuously surged, forcing the surrounding cosmic dust away and creating a pristine vacuum zone.
"Explain yourself clearly, glowing little girl!"
A third voice cut in, carrying a straightforward, headache-inducing anxiety.
Saitama "swam" over, his movements appearing somewhat comical.
But the earnestness on his face was genuine.
He pointed at the "lunar cube" in the Ruler of the Sky's hand, his tone serious:
"Did you just say you were going to take the Moon away, to another world?"
"Then I'll ask again—if you take the Moon away, what are we supposed to do when it gets dark at night?"
"Do you know how expensive electricity is on Earth?"
"Especially since City A was just blown up, electricity prices are definitely going to skyrocket!!"
"Hurry up and put the Moon back!"
"Otherwise, I won't be able to watch TV and will have to go to bed early every day!"
King: "..."
Boros: "..."
Asmodeus: "..."
Why is this bald guy still worried about such nonsensical things?
It was the first time they had encountered someone who weighed "the fate of the world" and "rising electricity bills" on the same scale, with the latter seemingly heavier.
The scene instantly became extremely bizarre.
In the cold cosmic void, four individuals (?) were suspended.
A former foodie guide who was desperate to go home and save her world but got lost;
A cosmic battle maniac who waited twenty years just for a satisfying fight;
A Caped Baldy worried about skyrocketing electricity bills preventing him from watching TV at night;
And the "strongest man on earth" stuck in the middle, simultaneously worried about Teyvat's destruction, stressed about the safety of the hostages, clung to by a battle maniac, and also having to consider whether the Earth would face problems after losing the Moon.
King's temples throbbed violently.
The information overload was too great, and there were so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start.
Just as the situation was as chaotic as a boiling pot of porridge—
"Too noisy. Shut up!"
An indifferent, massive voice, seemingly composed of the whispers of countless stars, sounded directly in the depths of the four individuals' consciousnesses.
It wasn't transmitted through the air, but acted directly upon the soul.
"Where is the Moon?"
The voice carried a hint of offended impatience and supreme majesty.
"The Moon, that huge thing I placed here..."
"Who took it?"
"I demand its return!"
As the voice fell, the empty starry background where the Moon had been suddenly rippled like water.
Immediately afterward, an "Existence" that was difficult to describe accurately in words slowly revealed its outline.
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