Chapter 955 What's his background?
Chapter 955 What's his background?
He then looked at Genos. Genos stood by the track, his mechanical eyes flashing with a complex light—shock, admiration, and a hint of indescribable…loss.
The examiner withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Hai.
Just who is this person?
To be able to befriend the S-class hero Genos, to keep that mysterious bald man (whom he intuitively felt was no ordinary person) so calm, and to unleash such terrifying power with a single punch...
He dared not think any further.
"The test... continues," he said with difficulty. "Group five, candidate Zhang Hai, fifth item, speed test."
Zhang Hai nodded and walked towards the track.
The 50-meter track has electronic timers at both ends.
Zhang Hai stood at the starting line.
"Ready—Go!"
As soon as the staff member finished speaking, Zhang Hai moved.
No, it's not moving.
It disappeared.
Everyone only saw a fleeting figure on the starting line, and then another person appeared on the finish line.
What happened in between? Nobody saw it clearly.
The electronic timer shows: 0.03 seconds.
The staff member rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.
0.03 seconds?
This is fifty meters, not five meters.
What is the human speed limit? Usain Bolt ran 100 meters in a little over nine seconds. That's equivalent to a 50-meter dash in a little over four seconds.
What does 0.03 seconds mean? That's a hundred times the speed of sound. That's ten times the speed of a bullet. That's...
The staff dared not even think about it.
He wrote down the score with trembling hands: speed test, full marks.
The sixth item: Endurance test.
3000-meter run.
Zhang Hai stood at the starting line.
The staff member called out "Start".
Then, Zhang Hai disappeared.
Three seconds later, he appeared at the finish line.
Three thousand meters, three seconds.
The stopwatch in the staff member's hand fell to the ground.
He stared blankly at Zhang Hai, as if he had been struck by lightning.
It took him a long time to find his voice again.
"Group...5, candidate Zhang Hai, physical fitness test results..."
He took a deep breath and shouted with all his might:
"One hundred points!"
The moment the results were announced, the entire stadium erupted in cheers.
It wasn't cheers, it was uproar.
"One hundred points? Are you kidding me? One hundred points is true, but no one has ever gotten a perfect score!"
"Is that person in the gray clothes really human? Or is it some kind of weirdo in disguise?"
"Look at that punch he threw that knocked the house down, is that something a human could throw?"
"A monster! It's definitely a monster!"
The discussions rose and fell, surging in like a tide.
Zhang Hai stood by the track, listening to the discussions, his expression unchanged.
monster.
He had heard that word far too many times.
In the Naruto world, some people call him a monster.
In another world, some people also call him a monster.
Now, people in this world have started calling him a monster.
He looked down at his hands.
How many people have these hands killed?
He couldn't count them all.
How many things have these hands destroyed?
He couldn't count them all either.
All he knew was that these hands were never meant to be used to become a hero.
Genos walked over and stood next to him.
"Are you alright?" Genos asked.
Zhang Hai shook his head.
“Don’t take what those people say to heart,” Genos said. “They just haven’t seen a real strong person.”
Zhang Hai looked up at him.
"Have you seen it?" he asked.
Genos was taken aback.
"I..." He opened his mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.
Has he seen him before?
He had seen his teacher take action, killing the monster with a single punch, cleanly and efficiently.
He had witnessed Zhang Hai's power before; Susanoo, the power of the sun, could destroy the heavens and the earth.
Which of these two forces is stronger?
he does not know.
All he knew was that these two people were beyond his reach.
"Let's go," Zhang Hai said. "The test is over."
He turned and walked toward the stands.
Saitama was still sitting there, his hands supporting his chin, his expression calm.
He nodded when he saw Zhang Hai walking over.
"Well played," he said.
Zhang Hai sat down next to him.
“It got out of control,” he said.
Saitama looked at the pile of ruins, then at Zhang Hai.
“It’s fine,” he said. “It’s not our house anyway.”
Zhang Hai smiled.
This was the first time he smiled today.
Genos also came over and sat down next to them.
The three sat side by side, watching the chaos in the stadium.
Workers were still cleaning up the mess. The house, which had been destroyed by the force of the punch, was now completely a pile of rubble. Fire trucks and ambulances rushed in, but after looking at the ruins, they sped away—because there was no need for rescue; the house was long gone.
As the examinees left the stadium one after another, they couldn't help but glance at the three people as they passed the stands.
A bald man, a robot, and a man in gray clothes.
The three of them sitting together created an indescribably strange scene.
But no one dared to look any longer.
They walked past with their heads down, afraid of attracting the attention of the three men.
The results were announced at 4 PM.
All the candidates gathered in the lobby on the first floor, waiting to see the final evaluation results.
Genos and Zhang Hai's scores were no surprise—both got 100 points, tying for first place.
But what everyone is more concerned about is which level they will be rated as.
The ranking of heroes is not based solely on exam scores.
Exam scores are just the foundation; the final ranking also takes into account factors such as practical experience, mission records, and social evaluation. Especially for S-rank, it requires a vote from the Hero Association's highest council; it's not something you can achieve simply by getting a perfect score.
Therefore, although Zhang Hai scored 100 points, because he had no combat record (the association did not know that he had defeated Vaccine Man and House of Evolution), he could only be rated as A at most.
Genos is already an S-class, this exam is just a formality, his rank will remain unchanged.
Saitama...
Saitama was ineligible to participate in the physical fitness test because he scored 0 on the written test, so he had no score.
However, considering that he was, after all, the teacher of the S-class hero Genos, the association gave him a special rating—C-class hero, ranked 388th.
When the results were announced, a murmur rippled through the hall.
"Rank C? That bald guy is only Rank C?"
"He's Genos's teacher! How could he only be a C-rank?"
"I heard he got 0 on the written test and didn't participate in the physical fitness test. It's already pretty good that he got a C grade."
"That's true. In the world of heroes, strength alone isn't enough; you also need brains."
Saitama listened to these discussions without any change in expression.
He looked down at his certificate, which read: Saitama, Class C Hero, Rank 388, Monthly stipend of 100,000 yen.
One hundred thousand.
How many instant noodles can you buy?
He did the math.
A bowl of instant noodles costs 200 yen, so 100,000 yen would be 500 bowls. If you eat three bowls a day, it would last for 166 days.
I haven't had to rummage through the trash can for six months.
He nodded in satisfaction, folded the certificate, and put it in his pocket.
Zhang Hai also received his certificate.
Zhang Hai, A-rank hero, ranked 17th, monthly allowance of 800,000 yen.
He stared at the words "Grade A" and remained silent for two seconds.
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