Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 592: I have the Bones but the Dog isn't here

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"...?"

Upon hearing this system notification, Fang Mo was somewhat surprised, almost subconsciously.

Fang Mo turned his head to glance at his companion Bang.

At this moment, Bang appeared somewhat dejected, seemingly having given up on the idea of teaching Fang Mo any martial arts.

Indeed, Bang wasn't entirely wrong in thinking this. He had personally witnessed Fang Mo's strength; a single strike from Fang Mo was enough to completely obliterate a giant meteorite, so of course, his own modest "Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist" would seem insignificant to Fang Mo.

With this in mind, Bang sighed helplessly.

But just then, Fang Mo's attitude unexpectedly underwent a complete 180-degree shift.

"Please, let me witness your fist technique."

Bang was momentarily stunned, even thinking he had misheard due to a hallucination: "Ah, old age really does affect the ears."

"What do you mean 'hard of hearing'? Brother, you've just revitalized yourself!"

Fang Mo directly supported his forehead and made a remark.

"Ah?"

Hearing this, Bang showed a very surprised expression: "I thought I heard you wrong... Why have you suddenly agreed to see my Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist?"

"Who says humans have no emperors?"

Fang Mo spoke, his tone strangely impassioned: "Today, the banner of a human emperor... must be carried by none other than I, Fang Tian Emperor!"

"Huh?"

Bang looked at Fang Mo, bewildered, not understanding the act he was performing.

"Don't be surprised; this guy always says strange things." Seeing this, Saitama explained to Bang: "You'll get used to it after a while."

"Well, okay then."

Bang also scratched his head: "I thought I was too disconnected from society after not being exposed to new things for too long..."

"But that said, you might want to change your tone a bit?" Saitama suggested: "You've gotten much younger; you should bring some vitality into your speech, or it feels like you're still an old man inside."

"I am indeed an old man."

Bang helplessly said: "But you have a point... Looks like I need to try changing myself in the future."

"Ah well, that's for later."

And at that moment, Fang Mo couldn't wait to speak: "Anyway, old man, just throw a punch, I really want to learn."

"...Ah?"

Bang was startled: "Here?"

"To live is to be a master of fists." Fang Mo's face was filled with righteous indignation: "Whether it's monsters robbing with intended punches, or strong enemies cracking skulls. Even if the heavenly king came today, he couldn't stop me from throwing punches!"

"This..."

Bang felt a bit taken aback upon hearing this.

In truth, he was quite agreeable and owed Fang Mo a big favor. Under normal circumstances, Bang might have demonstrated on the spot.

But now was not the time.

"I'd actually love to show you."

As he spoke, Bang walked and said: "But the other S-class heroes are waiting for us to have a meeting. It would be too impolite to just stop now. How about I demonstrate after the meeting?"

"Not necessarily, you could demonstrate while walking..."

Fang Mo heard this and immediately wanted to make a suggestion, but just as he began to speak, the metallic gate beside them suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man dressed like a ronin samurai emerged, a straw between his lips.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately noticed Fang Mo and his group.

"Hmm?"

The man dressed like a ronin looked up at everyone, then quickly noticed the rejuvenated silver fangs – Bang, and was momentarily taken aback: "Wait, are you... Silver Fang?"

"Atomic Samurai, you're quite early."

Bang greeted him, acknowledging his identity: "I saw your disciple downstairs just now."

Indeed, this ronin-like middle-aged man was the hero ranked fourth in the S-class by the Hero Association, known as the Atomic Samurai.

Having such a rank meant not only did he have achievements, but his personal strength was also formidable, though he specialized in slashing, which made him a target during the Monster Association saga, leading to a continuous disadvantage, even giving rise to a famous painting depicting his struggle.

"Silver Fang... What exactly is going on with you?"

Seeing Bang's youthful appearance, Atomic Samurai was quite shocked.

"It's just that..."

Bang opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Atomic Samurai suddenly seemed to realize something incredible and asked, "Silver Fang, you... you haven't turned into a monster, have you?"

"Nonsense."

Hearing this, Bang couldn't help but respond: "How could I possibly turn into something like that?"

"That's good."

Atomic Samurai was relieved: "Then this is...?"

"It's all thanks to this young priest here." Bang pointed to Fang Mo: "He gave me a very precious gift, and after I consumed it, I became young again. Now I don't even know how to repay him."

"...A treasure that can reverse aging?"

Hearing this, Atomic Samurai was astonished, turning to look at Fang Mo: "I've heard recently about a new S-class rookie called the Priest who's quite popular, practicing Alchemy and such... But you can even reverse aging?"

"Ah, that's nothing."

Fang Mo chuckled nonchalantly: "Besides reversing aging, I can also turn children into adults instantly."

...

And hearing Fang Mo's bizarre statement, everyone seemed stunned for a moment.

But fortunately, Fang Mo didn't let them ponder too long, happily continuing: "Ah well, I can even bring the dead back to life; mere reversing aging is nothing to fuss about."

"...Resurrection magic?"

Atomic Samurai immediately recalled.

After the deep-sea invasion, indeed there had been rumors in J City about "S-class Hero Priest who can resurrect the dead," but he never believed them.

Life and death are part of the natural order, obviously not something humans can control, right?

However, as Atomic Samurai doubted this, Bang actively spoke up: "If it were someone else, I wouldn't believe such words either, but if it's the young priest here, I'm willing to believe him."

"Is that so?"

Hearing Bang's statement, Atomic Samurai felt unexpectedly: "Heroes indeed come from the youth; I can hardly comprehend the strength of young people today."

Saying this, Atomic Samurai suddenly extended a hand towards Fang Mo.

"Anyway, welcome to the S-class team."

"Oh, thank you. I look forward to learning from everyone."

Fang Mo took his hand, probably also understanding Atomic Samurai's straightforward and generous personality, a perfect fit with Fang Mo's inherent perception of the "samurai" profession.

"Let's go, everyone is almost here."

After shaking hands, Atomic Samurai actively called to the group.

Due to Atomic Samurai's interruption, Bang could no longer demonstrate the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, and the group continued along the corridor, quickly arriving inside a meeting room.

As the electronic gate opened.

Fang Mo also saw the interior of the meeting room.

The meeting room was quite large, filled with a modern atmosphere, featuring numerous consoles and screens.

The first thing Fang Mo noticed was a high-tech metallic conference table.

The table was long, with various heroes seated on either side. If one were to say they looked strange... that would also be an accurate description.

From the left side of the table sat Pig God, Darkshine, Flashy Flash, Tank Top Master, Metal Bat, Puri-Puri Prisoner, Supreme Sorcerer, while on the right side were Drive Knight, Zombieman, KING, Child Emperor, Metal Knight, and Tatsumaki.

Of course, there were also a few empty chairs.

And as Bang, Atomic Samurai, and Fang Mo each took their seats, only two vacant spots remained on the conference table.

"Hmm?"

Seeing these two empty seats, Fang Mo was also surprised.

"Yo, Priest." The enthusiastic Puri-Puri Prisoner greeted Fang Mo: "You're here? I've been waiting for you."

Aside from Puri-Puri Prisoner.

Other S-class heroes also cast curious glances at Fang Mo.

Fang Mo didn't pay much attention to Puri-Puri Prisoner, but after glancing at the surrounding S-class heroes, he quickly noticed something amiss and subconsciously frowned.

"Mr. Fang Mo, what's wrong?"

Genos also noticed Fang Mo's state and turned to ask him.

"This... Why are there still people absent?" Fang Mo looked at the nearby empty chairs: "Wasn't there supposed to be an emergency meeting?"

"It's unavoidable."

However, hearing Fang Mo's words, a man nearby who seemed to be a high-ranking official of the association suddenly spoke up. Fang Mo turned to look at him, noticing his unusually large nose, as he explained: "S-class heroes are merely collaborators with us; if they really don't want to come, the association can't force them."

"That's indeed the case."

Just as the association's high-ranking official finished speaking, an S-class hero spoke up.

Everyone turned to see that it was Metal Knight, who was also remotely controlling a robot to attend: "I'm not usually interested in such meetings... but I heard you were coming, so I decided to take a look."

"Ah?"

The little boy sitting next to Metal Knight... or rather, Child Emperor, was surprised: "Doctor, you came for him?"

...

However, Metal Knight didn't even bother to respond.

"We're old acquaintances, it doesn't matter whether you come or not," Fang Mo said to Metal Knight, then turned to look at the empty chair, his expression a mix of annoyance and helplessness: "But why Watchdog Man didn't come?"

Indeed, the absent wasn't someone else, but the hero ranked 12th in S-class, Watchdog Man.

Although every S-class hero is a talent, even so, Watchdog Man's style was definitely unique among them.

Because while others were still humans...

Watchdog Man's definition was rather vague; he seemed like a human dressed in a dog suit, but you could also say he was "a dog holding a human head in its mouth" and not be wrong.

Besides having human consciousness, his habits, diet, fighting style, everything about him was indistinguishable from a dog's, even not taking off his suit while showering, and his strength remained a mystery, single-handedly managing Q City as the safest city.

During the Monster Association saga, he single-handedly suppressed the entire city's monster riot with ease, and during Garou attack, he nearly played with his opponent before defeating them.

And another thing... his style was very similar to Saitama's.

That was why.

Fang Mo had always been interested in this guy.

Honestly, he even brought several sets of bones this time, thinking about feeding some to Watchdog Man like feeding bones in the Bleach series Komamura, hoping to increase his favorability.

But unexpectedly, he didn't show up.

In the original story, the only ones who usually missed the hero meetings were the top-ranked S-class Blast, and Metal Knight who wasn't interested in meetings.

But for some reason, due to some butterfly effect he caused, even the characters who were absent had changed.

"Watchdog Man?"

The association's high-ranking official obviously heard Fang Mo's complaint and explained: "Watchdog Man was supposed to come, but there was a sudden monster invasion in Q City, so he couldn't make it..."

"That guy is like a little puppy, very territorial."

Tatsumaki also spoke up, crossing her arms: "If you're interested in him, just go find him in Q City after the meeting."

"Hmm... I'll think about it."

Fang Mo shrugged, secretly noting this down.

"Since everyone is here, I won't waste more time." And once Fang Mo quieted down, the nearby association high-ranking official spoke again, this time walking up to the conference table: "First of all, let me introduce myself, I'm Sitch, a director of the association. I've gathered everyone here due to an emergency..."

"Wait a minute."

However, just as he was halfway through his speech, Fang Mo raised his hand again: "Should we maybe start with a shield?"

Fang Mo gestured in the air, forming an arc with his hands, then turned to Metal Knight: "Or to put it another way, does the association have something like an iron curtain device?"

"I've never heard of such a thing."

Metal Knight directly responded.

And as for the others, they also looked puzzled at this moment: "A shield? Iron curtain device? Priest, what exactly are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's fine if we don't use a shield."

Fang Mo, hearing this, didn't seem to mind and waved his hand dismissively: "I still have plenty of materials on my side, but let me make it clear, reviving an ordinary person would cost about ten million."

"I suggest you calculate the population of A City; I can give you a cost price."

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