Chapter 35 Executing Justice
Boom!
A huge cloud of smoke erupted from the street.
"Monster! It's a Monster! Everyone, run!"
"Quick, notify the Hero Association!"
Passersby screamed and scattered in all directions.
"Humans, full of desire, accept your judgment!"
The street rumbled and cracked apart as two hands suddenly shot out from the darkness below. They grabbed the edges of the pavement and, with a powerful heave, the Monster beneath vaulted into the air, landing on the street with a heavy thud.
The Monster had four faces and a body as sturdy as an ox. The moment it appeared, it began to wantonly destroy the street while shouting, "Greedy humans, all of you, go die!"
Bang!
A dark figure descended from the sky, sending the Monster flying with a single punch.
"This... is human territory. You're not welcome to run wild here!"
On a rooftop, the newcomer stood tall and proud. He had flowing blond hair, a square-jawed face, and three ferocious, medal-like scars. He stared coldly at the Monster as it got back to its feet.
"Are you King? I know you, humanity's strongest warrior." The Monster stood up, a full seven meters tall, locking eyes with king on the rooftop. "Do you know who I am? Heh, I was brought forth by the will of the Earth..."
"You talk too much. I don't need to know your origins. All I know is that if you dare to harm humans, you deserve to die!"
king's eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within. He stomped on the rooftop, shattering it, and used the force to launch himself forward, his fist raised high as he brought it crashing down on the Monster.
"Arrogant!"
The Monster was enraged. It didn't bother dodging, and began trading blows with king. It was a brutal exchange—a punch for a punch, a kick for a kick. Both landed solid hits, neither giving an inch.
In a short time, both of them were covered in wounds.
Boom!
Finally, king landed a punch on the Monster's bruised and battered head, knocking it straight to the ground. He then stomped down hard, piercing its heart and instantly ending its life.
"Hmph!"
king snorted coldly, backflipped, and landed steadily on a rooftop. Like an emperor, he looked down upon the dead Monster with a face full of contempt. He spat on the Monster's corpse. "Pah, garbage!"
But then...
BOOM!
His spit hit the ground and detonated like an atomic bomb. The entire area was consumed by the blast, including king. After the great explosion, an area hundreds of square kilometers in size had vanished without a trace.
King, deceased!
A voice-over cut in: "Spitting in public, while a small matter, can have very serious consequences. To become a moral hero, let's start with ourselves. Please do not imitate King: Ptooey!"
...
A few days later, the hero public service announcement that king had filmed was officially broadcast on large screens in public squares and on television stations.
"Wow, is that King's Emperor Spit Cannon? So cool."
On the street, some children watched as king's mouthful of "Aged Pickle" spit blew up half the city district, their faces filled with adoration.
"Hey, you Monster! Taste my ultimate move—Emperor Spit Cannon! Ptooey!"
"Don't think you're the only one! I can do it too! Secret Art of the King-Style—Emperor Spit Cannon! Ptooey... Ptoo-ptooey!"
"..."
king was walking by and saw these kids having a great time spitting at each other. The corner of his mouth twitched. What was the point of this commercial? Wasn't it supposed to teach everyone not to spit in public? Why did it seem to be having the opposite effect?
This was an idea for a morality-based commercial that Sitch had come up with after witnessing his clever confrontation with thugs. The content itself was pretty good, it was just the effect... He glanced at the little brats having a blast with their spitting war and chuckled dryly.
"Sigh, this definitely has nothing to do with me. I'm a civilized citizen. I never spit or relieve myself in public."
He stuck his hands in his pockets and quietly walked away. His Vaccine Man Card only had two days left on it. He planned to search for a Demon Level Monster within these two days to use the Vaccine Man Card. That way, he wouldn't waste the Vaccine Man Card and could also obtain a Demon Level Monster Card as a power reserve. If he really couldn't find a Demon Level Monster, then he hoped a few Tiger or Wolf level Monsters would show up to serve as fodder to extend the Vaccine Man Card's duration.
...
"Attention residents of A-City! Attention residents of A-City! This is an emergency broadcast from the Hero Association. A Demon Level Monster has appeared at the gas station on the road to M-City. The Hero Association is currently dispatching heroes to eliminate the Monster. Until the Monster has been eliminated, all residents are advised to stay away from the gas station and proceed to the nearest emergency shelter..."
"Attention residents of M-City! Attention residents of M-City! This is an emergency broadcast from the Hero Association. A Demon Level Monster has appeared at the gas station on the road to A-City. The Hero Association is currently dispatching heroes to eliminate the Monster. Until the Monster has been eliminated, all residents are advised to stay away from the gas station and proceed to the nearest emergency shelter..."
(Successfully padded this with a hundred words. Don't believe me? You'll have to admire me after you count!)
The emergency sirens in the city centers of A-City and M-City simultaneously broadcasted the emergency Monster alert.
"Whoa!"
As soon as the broadcast went out, the citizens of both cities were in an uproar.
"A Demon Level Monster?"
A slight smile touched the corner of king's mouth. *Heh, just what I was hoping for.*
"Taxi!"
He raised his hand and hailed a taxi. After getting in, he said coolly, "The gas station at the border of A-City and M-City."
"Huh!?"
The taxi driver said in a panic, "Sir, a Monster has appeared near that gas station! Didn't you hear?"
From under his baseball cap, king gave a faint smile. "I'm going precisely because I know."
The driver froze for a moment. He had already guessed that king might be a hero. He asked tentatively, "What are you going there for?"
king lifted his head slightly, revealing his sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice, "To execute Justice!"
The taxi driver's pupils contracted, and every cell in his body buzzed with excitement. king's simple phrase, "To execute Justice," instantly made his blood boil. "Sir, hold on tight! I'm taking it up to 200 km/h!"
Vroom!
The taxi accelerated rapidly, quickly hitting 200 km/h. It shot down the road with a *whoosh*, running more than a dozen red lights as it sped all the way to the gas station.
Screech!
Several tens of minutes later, the taxi driver said excitedly to king, "Hero, we've arrived at your destination."
"Heh, I know."
king pushed open the car door and got out, his gaze fixed on the gas station not far away. There, a Monster that looked like a turtle with a shell on its back was carrying a car. The Monster was currently pumping gasoline into the vehicle.
"It's all over!"
He extended both hands and aimed them at the Monster. In an instant, his hands began to gather energy, emitting a dazzling light.
"This is... This is..."
The taxi driver's eyes went wide, too shocked to speak.
"Inferno Unrivaled Burst Wave Cannon!"
With a low shout from king, the light in his hands shot out. The camera pulled back, looking down from the sky, and a beam of fiery light could be seen rushing toward the Monster.
BOOM!
The fiery light made contact with the Monster and instantly exploded. As the light annihilated the Monster, it also ignited the gasoline, causing the entire gas station to be destroyed in the blast. A mushroom cloud rose into the air. The Monster was so thoroughly obliterated that not even ash remained.
At that moment, the scene on the television screen changed, and a voice-over cut in: "At gas stations, sparks and flames are strictly prohibited!"
The next day, the taxi driver paid a three-thousand-yuan fine and had his driver's license confiscated.
Voice-over: "For your safety and the safety of others, please do not run red lights!"
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Z-City, uninhabited area.
Saitama was lounging in his futon, subconsciously scratching his crotch. He stared at the TV commercial and muttered, "Executing Justice? That sounds so cool. I'll have to try saying that next time."
Hey, hey, come on! This is a public service announcement about prohibiting flames at gas stations and not running red lights! You're focusing on the wrong thing, aren't you? Oh, right. You're so broke you can't even afford a bicycle, a guy who gets around entirely on his own two feet. Why would you care about gas stations and running red lights!
(Believe me, with Saitama's personality, he'd definitely shout "Executing Justice!" without a second thought, hahaha. Also, please add this to your collection! My collection numbers are so pathetic T_T)
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(end of chapter)