Dressed as King? Facing vaccine addicts right from the start!

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As a true game enthusiast, Lin Mo always strives to play games to the best of his ability, and he certainly has the skill to do so.

"What a thrilling battle!" Lin Mo smiled as he looked at the "HAPPY ENDING" message on the screen.

After the final CG ended, Lin Mo stood up. The intense "battle" that had lasted for two days and two nights had left him feeling a bit exhausted.

"Looks like I'll have to go out and buy something to eat," Lin Mo said, taking out the last bottle of drink from the refrigerator and shaking his head.

......

Hero Association Headquarters.

Those who witnessed KING's handling of the matter firsthand or watched the surveillance footage all fell silent.

They no longer doubted KING's strength; on the contrary, they were convinced of KING's power.

The ability to crush an enemy's will with sheer aura is an unprecedented tactic, far more impactful and unfathomable than simply punching them to death.

Even a secret department dedicated to studying KING attack methods was set up, but it came to nothing.

They had no choice but to add to KING's file the phrase "able to subdue opponents with a certain aura-like technique, which is called 'Emperor's Aura'".

Lin Mo carried out a meticulously planned disguise, comparable to infiltrating an enemy base.

A dark gray baseball cap that covers his eyebrows, a black face mask that covers the lower half of his face, and a very ordinary hooded sweatshirt.

He looked at himself in the mirror again and again, convinced that even if his own mother came, she might not recognize him at first glance.

"Very good, then there's no chance of anything going wrong."

He took a deep breath and pushed open the apartment door.

Downstairs in the apartment building, several neighbors were chatting when they saw a tall, burly man, who was wrapped up tightly, come out and they all cast curious glances at him.

Lin Mo adjusted his baseball cap and quickly left the scene.

After a five-minute walk, the supermarket's huge sign finally came into view.

The automatic glass door slid open slowly, and a unique aroma mixed with fruits, cooked food, and air conditioning wafted out.

[A fleeting glimpse from a random passerby! Energy Point +1!]

[A question from Cashier B! Energy Point +1!]

Tiny energy points continuously flowed into the system, indicating that everyone was more or less puzzled by this burly, tightly wrapped-up person.

His primary target was the fast food and snack section located at the far end of the supermarket.

That was his spiritual nourishment and the source of his life.

"Mommy, Mommy! I want that can of tuna!"

A little boy, about five or six years old, was tugging at his mother's clothes, crying loudly, and blocking the middle of the aisle.

Lin Mo pushed the cart and stopped three meters away, waiting quietly, hoping that the mother and son would move aside on their own.

However, the mother was clearly preoccupied with how to soothe her child and was completely unaware of the silent giant standing behind her.

One second, two seconds... ten seconds...

Time seemed to stretch out.

The crowd began to move around him, and some people's eyes darted back and forth between him and the mother and child.

Lin Mo felt cold sweat begin to seep down his back; the pressure of social interaction was pressing down on him like a mountain.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The roar of the Emperor's engine suddenly intensified! His heartbeat, heavy as a war drum, seemed about to burst through his chest!

The mother, who was trying to soothe her child, suddenly felt an indescribable pressure coming from behind her.

She froze, then slowly turned her head.

A man wearing a mask and hat was staring intently at them, and a booming sound emanated from him, making him seem very intimidating.

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I'll leave right away! Please make yourself at home!"

Her face turned deathly pale instantly. She picked up her still-crying child and rushed to the other side of the aisle as if fleeing for her life, bowing repeatedly in apology.

[Extreme fear from a young mother! Energy Points +20!]

[A bewildering question from a mischievous child! Energy Point +1!]

Lin Mo: "..."

I just wanted to go buy a pack of instant noodles!

He pushed the cart expressionlessly, slowly "driving" through the cleared passage, while inside he was screaming wildly.

Having finally arrived at the snack section, Lin Mo began a shopping spree upon seeing the dazzling array of snacks on the shelves.

Original, barbecue, tomato... five packs of each! Coke, Sprite, orange juice... one case of each!

The shopping cart was soon piled up into a small mountain.

However, as he passed by the fresh produce section, looking at the lush green broccoli, a thought popped into his head—

Is it unhealthy to eat junk food and frozen food all the time?

"Yes, vegetables, very healthy."

He nodded solemnly and carefully placed the broccoli on top of the mountain of snacks, as if he had completed a sacred ritual.

Lin Mo pushed his shopping cart, laden with his "spoils of war," and queued at the least crowded checkout counter.

He kept his head down, trying to minimize his presence.

He placed the items one by one onto the conveyor belt. When a lone head of broccoli followed behind a huge pile of snacks and drinks, the young cashier visibly paused, her eyes showing a strange expression.

"That's 13,200 yen in total," the cashier announced, her gaze involuntarily lingering on Lin Mo's imposing figure.

Hmm... golden hair, a tall frame, and three faint scratches visible near the eyes...

Wait! This isn't...

"You...you are...Mr. King?" Her voice trembled, filled with unbelievable admiration and excitement.

It's over, recognized.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, but he maintained his aloof demeanor on the surface. He simply took out a few bills from his wallet, placed them gently on the table, and nodded in response.

To the cashier, that nod was a tacit agreement!

Good heavens! The strongest man on earth disguised himself and went shopping at our supermarket! He even bought so many snacks! And lastly... he even bought a head of broccoli!

What a contrast! So...so adorable!

[Extreme admiration and shock from the cashier! Energy Points +30!]

Lin Mo twitched his lips, feeling that the adorable little girl in front of him was thinking about something very impolite.

Just as he finished paying and was about to leave, he suddenly spotted a familiar figure in the supermarket's sale section—Saitama!

Chapter 9 An Encounter with Saitama

A bald head so smooth you could use it as a mirror, a face that could be drawn on in less than 30 seconds, and a supermarket shopping bag in his hand—that's right, this is Saitama!

Lin Mo was very surprised. He didn't expect to run into the bald demon king while he was out buying some things.

He stepped forward and greeted her, "Um... hello..." Lin Mo was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to start the conversation, since in Saitama's mind they were strangers.

"Hmm?" Saitama turned around, a slight look of confusion on his face. "Excuse me, who are you? Are you a salesperson? I don't have money for a gym membership."

"No, no, no, I'm not a salesperson!" Lin Mo quickly waved his hands. "You may not know me, but I do know you, Mr. Saitama!"

"Oh?" Saitama raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised that someone could call him by name.

"I'm your fan!" Lin Mo decided to first build a good relationship with Saitama.

"You've saved me so many times! Do you remember the last time in M ​​City, when you defeated that giant purple monster with one punch?"

“I was on the street nearby, and I was terrified. Thank you for saving me! Strictly speaking, I'm your number one fan!”

Saitama's expression only changed when he heard the word "fans." As for the vaccine man? He was defeated with a single punch; he had absolutely no recollection of him...

"Ah, they're fans!" Saitama's face clearly showed some excitement; he had fans now too!

Seeing this, Lin Mo thought to himself, "This is promising," and immediately pressed his advantage: "Mr. Saitama, I've been looking for an opportunity to thank you."

"What a coincidence to meet you here today! How about... I treat you to hot pot? I just saw a newly opened supermarket over there, and they're having a grand opening sale on their top-grade Wagyu beef!"

"Top-grade... Wagyu beef?"

Saitama instantly switched to "serious mode".

"Well... since it's a kind gesture from a fan... I happen to have all sorts of vegetables and mushrooms at home, why don't you come over to my house for a meal?"

Saitama was extremely enthusiastic at this moment—top-grade Wagyu beef! He usually only buys discounted beef rolls at the supermarket, but he never expected to have the opportunity to eat top-grade Wagyu beef.

"Let's not delay, let's set off now." Saitama looked at Lin Mo with anticipation.

"Of course. Oh, right, I have some snacks here, why don't you take them with you?"

Saitama is quite naive... Looking at Saitama, Lin Mo was equally excited. "Yosh, now I'm safe!"

The streets, which should have been bustling, were now rather deserted, with only a huge screen displaying the news.

"What is the reason for the large number of mosquitoes this year? We have invited Professor Kafitch, a mosquito expert who has published several books, to answer this question for us."

The scene then switched to a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who said, "Hello everyone, to start with the conclusion, this year's mosquitoes are a new species, which is beyond the scope of my current research, so I'm not entirely sure of the specific reasons."

Immediately, someone in the audience became unhappy and shouted, "Then get out!"

Faced with the audience's anger, Professor Kafich simply smiled awkwardly, adjusted his glasses, and said helplessly, "I'm very sorry."

However, before his apology could fully fade from the air, the screen was replaced by an urgent news broadcast—

"Breaking news: A large number of mosquitoes are swarming towards Z City. Livestock bitten by them have turned into mummies. Residents are advised to stay indoors as much as possible..."

A group of people emerged from the convenience store amidst the sound of shattering glass.

"Boss, listen to what they're saying on TV, it's just alarmist talk."

A skinny man said obsequiously to the burly leader, "How could a mosquito possibly kill a person? These cowards are hilarious."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter. The tall, burly man in the lead spat disdainfully on the ground and said: