EBE Chapter 948 Terrifying!
Chapter 948 Terrifying!
When the gorilla saw him, it almost had a heart attack on the spot.
"It's...it's you!" It took a step back, all four legs trembling. "How did you know we would come?"
Zhang Hai did not answer.
He just looked at the strange people behind the gorilla.
More than thirty strange beings, each with a different shape—some resembling mantises, some beetles, some centipedes, and others indistinguishable from other creatures—emanated various auras. The weakest were at least demon-level, while the strongest were approaching the edge of dragon-level.
“The elite of the House of Evolution,” Zhang Hai said. “It seems Dr. Genus values you highly.”
The gorilla forced himself to calm down and raised the Gatling gun: "Don't think I'll run away again! This time, we're prepared! These are all elite warriors from the House of Evolution, each capable of single-handedly eliminating an A-class hero! No matter how strong you are, you can't possibly take on more than thirty of us at once!"
Zhang Hai looked at him, his eyes still calm.
“More than thirty,” he repeated.
Then he laughed.
It was a very faint smile, so faint that it was almost invisible.
But in the gorilla's eyes, that smile was more terrifying than any ferocious expression.
"What are you laughing at?" it asked, its voice trembling.
"It's nothing," Zhang Hai said. "I was just thinking about some things from the past."
He raised his hand.
Blue chakra surged forth once more.
But this time, Susanoo did not appear.
What appeared was a hand.
It was a huge hand formed from pure chakra, which descended from the sky and swatted at the group of strange people like swatting flies.
More than thirty strange people didn't even have time to react before they were slapped into the ground by that hand.
boom!
The ground shook violently, debris flew everywhere, and dust rose tens of meters high.
When the smoke cleared, a huge handprint appeared on the ground. The handprint was three meters deep, and at its base lay the remains of more than thirty strange men. They had been smashed into pieces, mixed together, and it was impossible to tell them apart.
The gorilla stood at the edge of the palm print, its body stiff, too weak to even run away.
It only saw the hand fall, and then its elite troops were gone.
It's all gone.
More than thirty strange people, more than thirty elites from the House of Evolution, couldn't even last a single round.
Zhang Hai withdrew his hand and walked up to the gorilla.
The moonlight shone on his face, illuminating his still calm expression.
“Lead the way,” he said.
The gorilla's knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground.
The gorilla led them through the forest for a whole day.
The road was remote, far from the city and from human habitation. The trees grew denser and the light dimmer until the road ahead was almost invisible. But the gorilla moved quickly, its four legs moving alternately, as if it were fleeing for its life.
It dared not stop.
Three people followed behind it.
A bald man, hands in his pockets, walked along yawning.
A robot with mechanical eyes constantly scanning its surroundings, ready for battle at any moment.
There was another person wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt who walked the slowest and most leisurely, as if he wasn't chasing someone but taking a stroll.
But the gorilla knew that the most terrifying of the three was the one who was taking a walk.
The scene from that night is still vivid in my mind—more than thirty elite monsters were slapped into mincemeat by a single hand. That wasn't a battle; that was a massacre.
"How much further?" Genos asked.
"Almost there," said the gorilla. "We'll be there once we get over that mountain."
Saitama looked up at the mountain, then at the sky.
"The sun is about to set," he said. "Shouldn't we find a place to rest? We've been walking all day and we're hungry."
Genos: "Teacher, now is not the time to eat..."
"Eating is the most important thing," Saitama said matter-of-factly. "How can you have the strength to fight if you don't eat?"
Zhang Hai thought for a moment and said, "There should be wild fruits on the mountain."
Saitama's eyes lit up: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
The gorilla stood to the side, looking completely bewildered.
It watched the three men—a bald man, a robot, and a man in a gray short-sleeved shirt—discussing what to have for dinner, as if they were on a picnic rather than attacking the House of Evolution.
“Um…” it couldn’t help but speak up, “Are you sure you want to eat now? The House of Evolution is just ahead, Dr. Genus has definitely spotted us and is preparing defenses…”
"No rush," Zhang Hai said. "Let it prepare."
The gorilla shut up.
It suddenly realized that these people didn't take the House of Evolution seriously at all.
In their eyes, the House of Evolution was nothing more than an anthill by the roadside. They could step on it if they wanted, or walk around it if they didn't. As for what was inside the anthill, they didn't care at all.
This indifference is the most terrifying thing.
That evening, the three of them made a fire on the mountain and roasted some wild fruits and mushrooms.
The gorilla was tied to a tree and watched them eat.
Saitama ate with the most gusto, devouring most of the wild fruit by himself. Genos ate a few bites and then put the rest down, keeping a close eye on the gorilla to prevent it from escaping. Zhang Hai ate very little; after finishing, he leaned against a tree, gazing blankly at the night sky.
"What are you looking at?" Genos asked.
“Stars,” Zhang Hai said.
What's so interesting about stars?
Zhang Hai was silent for a moment, then said, "In my original world, the stars weren't arranged like this."
Genos paused for a moment, wanting to ask more, but seeing Zhang Hai's expression, he swallowed his words.
That expression wasn't a refusal to answer, but rather a deep... longing.
Saitama, munching on the last wild fruit, mumbled, "The stars are different in every world, that's normal."
Zhang Hai turned his head and looked at Saitama.
This bald man, from the first time we met, never showed any surprise at anything.
Whether it was Susanoo, the giant hand from that night, or the "original world" he was talking about now, he acted as if he were listening to a weather forecast.
“You seem to know everything,” Zhang Hai said.
Saitama chewed on a wild fruit and said, "No, I just think there are too many strange things in this world. If we make a fuss about every single one, wouldn't we be exhausted?"
Zhang Hai smiled.
This was the first time he had truly laughed since he came into this world.
“You’re right,” he said. “There are just too many strange things.”
He raised his head again and looked at the unfamiliar stars.
"Then let's not be surprised."
The next morning, they crossed the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain lies a huge basin. In the center of the basin stands a steel fortress.
That's the headquarters of the House of Evolution.
The gates of the fortress were open.
Or rather, it was blown open.
Charred metal fragments were scattered all over the ground, and thick smoke was still billowing out. Clearly, Dr. Genus knew they were coming and had deliberately blasted open the door—not to welcome them, but to let what was inside out.
"Be careful." Genos raised his mechanical arm. "There's an energy reaction, and a lot of them."