Chapter 141: It Feels Like Being Tumbled in a Washing Machine!
Just as Tanktop Master opened his eyes, he saw Child Emperor and Drive Knight looking at him with strange expressions.
He lowered his head, looked at his body which still possessed robust muscles, and couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile.
Thankfully, all these muscles I worked so hard for are still here... Sure enough, the tank top is the most solid belief! Only the tank top can lead us through the encirclement!
Without needing to think, Tanktop Master knew that the Hero Association's technology was completely incapable of saving him when he was crushed into a mosaic.
Therefore, his ability to recover in perfect condition must be attributed to the tank top!
Why does Child Emperor seem taller? Did he use some special technological means?
Why is Drive Knight so tall from my perspective? Could it be that he equipped some kind of special external armor?
Tanktop Master suddenly noticed something was wrong; the two people in front of him seemed excessively tall, and they kept observing him with strange looks.
Filled with confusion, Tanktop Master couldn't bear their strange gazes any longer and asked:
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? (Mosquito voice)"
The moment the words left his mouth, Child Emperor's mouth twitched, and he nearly burst out laughing, but he forcibly held it back.
Hearing his own voice, Tanktop Master's pupils suddenly contracted. He incredulously touched his throat and tried, horrified:
"Ha... (Mosquito voice)"
"Uh... (Mosquito voice)"
"Ahhh!!! (Mosquito voice)"
"What is going on?! Why has my voice become so high-pitched!!! (Mosquito voice)"
After trying for a full minute, Tanktop Master slumped onto the ground, his face ashen, finally accepting the fact that his voice had become a Mosquito buzz.
He also learned the details of his revival from Child Emperor and Drive Knight, realizing that it was indeed the miraculous power of the tank top that allowed him to come back to life.
It was just that the price of this revival was a bit too much to handle.
If Tanktop Master hadn't guessed wrong, this revival consumed his physical mass, causing his vocal cords to shrink along with it.
However, because Tanktop Master's subconscious desire was not to lose muscle, the tank top, acting as the vessel of his belief, did not reduce his muscles but instead directly lowered his entire height significantly.
In other words, Tanktop Master had now become a muscular dwarf, and he wouldn't recover for several months.
Child Emperor opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort the crestfallen Tanktop Master.
Never mind. I'll develop a super-effective version of Protein Powder just for him later... Deep in the starry sky.
"How much further is it? I haven't even seen a shadow of the sun yet!"
Saitama moved his hands forward, his legs constantly bending, kicking back, and closing, repeating the frog stroke motion, traversing the starry sky at a terrifying speed extremely close to the speed of light.
But even so, in this region located a full light-year away from the Solar System, even if Saitama was infinitely close to the speed of light, it would still take him over a year to arrive.
Just then, a dazzling silver light suddenly erupted against the backdrop of the lonely, dark starry sky.
Saitama turned his head in confusion, only to see a spatial rift emitting an intense silver light slowly appear.
Not every part of the Universe is indestructible; occasionally, fragile regions appear. After experiencing violent space turbulence, there is a chance for these regions to connect with reality, resulting in a temporary spatial rift, which quickly heals.
Although Saitama didn't understand any of this, he could feel a river-like force inside that could carry someone along.
Furthermore, a certain inner feeling told him that stepping inside would definitely be the right choice.
"Forget it, constantly flying in this place isn't working, and I might even be going the wrong way. I'll give it a try."
Saitama suddenly recalled that he had previously accidentally touched a region emitting silver light, causing him to instantly teleport from Earth directly to this desolate space.
So if I touch it again, won't I be able to teleport right back?
Thinking this, Saitama swam over without hesitation, then grabbed the spatial rift with both hands and exerted force with both arms simultaneously.
The next second, the spatial rift emitted the crisp sound of shattering glass, and the area constantly surrounded by space turbulence was forcibly pried open by Saitama.
"Off we go!"
Saitama pulled backward with both hands, and his entire body immediately shot straight into the spatial rift like a cannonball, instantly becoming submerged in the silver tide.
If someone who understood the Dao of Space were to witness this, they would absolutely be scared stiff on the spot.
These accidentally appearing spatial rifts are often filled with incredibly violent space turbulence, capable of tearing apart everything in existence.
It could be said that even a powerhouse like Blast, who is at the threshold of the Divine Rank and highly proficient in the Dao of Space, would not dare to rashly enter such a naturally occurring spatial rift; the slightest mistake would result in being torn to shreds.
However, the Bald Demon King jumped right in without any precautions, and his entire body was swept into the ocean of space turbulence.
"Whoa! It feels like being tumbled in a washing machine!"
Saitama only felt dizzy and disoriented; his entire body was being violently tossed around by the surging and fierce space turbulence, traversing Universal space in an extremely cheating manner... "Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Die! Ugly Face-Breaking Punch!"
The Fuhrer Ugly was practically insane, desperately swinging his enormous fists. Every punch made the earth tremble, and every punch shattered the surface, creating massive craters.
Atomic Samurai flew up, his long sword instantly delivering thousands of consecutive slashes before he gracefully landed behind the Fuhrer Ugly.
As he removed the toothpick from his mouth and flicked it lightly, blood blossoms suddenly erupted all over the Fuhrer Ugly's body, and countless chunks of flesh were shredded by the long sword.
The enraged Fuhrer Ugly, stimulated by the pain, roared and swung his fist toward Atomic Samurai.
Atomic Samurai, however, remained completely calm, leisurely placing the toothpick back into his mouth, looking perfectly composed.
The next second, Bang had appeared beside Atomic Samurai without him noticing, and a palm glowing with faint blue light was thrust out:
"Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!"
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