Reborn with Steve Stand

Chapter 623: Fang Mo wants a Pet named Pochi

"Are you trying to mess with me?"

After a moment of contemplation, Gyoro Gyoro seemed to understand and calmly said, "I've received related information. Despite being an S-class hero, you enjoy making such distasteful jokes. Because of this, the Hero Association labeled you as the Source of All Evil..."

"Smack!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Mo clasped his hands together, and the eyeball flying in mid-air was smashed into pulp, spraying its contents everywhere.

The Armored Gorilla shrank back in fear. He knew well that Fang Mo hated being called that name.

"You're splattering everywhere." Xiao Yao wiped a drop of blood from her face and said, "Be more careful next time."

"Then you help me next time." Fang Mo casually retorted.

"In your dreams."

Xiao Yao turned her head away immediately.

However, another eyeball-shaped monster soon descended from the sky, indicating that Gyoro Gyoro was still trying to communicate.

"As far as I know, this is not the scheduled attack time set by the Hero Association, is it?" Gyoro Gyoro said. "So you have violated the Association's rules. Is this truly the conduct of a hero? And the civilian killed in J City, wasn't he turned into a monster by you?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, TankTop Master glanced at Fang Mo in surprise.

"Oh, you mean that guy." Fang Mo seemed indifferent: "Sorry, I believe someone capable of such actions is no longer human."

"It seems you are not a true hero either." Gyoro Gyoro said. "Since you don't follow the Association's attack schedule and appeared here early... there must be a reason. Would you care to explain?"

"Sigh, I do have some personal business."

Hearing this, Fang Mo sighed and said, "I might as well tell you since I plan to destroy the Monster Association anyway."

"Oh? Personal business?"

Gyoro Gyoro's eyes gleamed slightly. To him, anyone with desires could be controlled, so he was curious about Fang Mo's personal affairs.

As for destroying the Monster Association... Honestly, Gyoro Gyoro found it laughable. His creation, Orochi, was a disaster surpassing dragon level. Among all monsters, it was a top-tier king. Not to mention his group of dragon-level monster executive. Thinking of destroying the Monster Association was sheer lunacy.

"Actually..."

Just as Gyoro Gyoro watched expectantly, Fang Mo spoke up.

He suddenly pointed to Xiao Yao beside him, then spread his hands and said, "I mainly came to help my wife find her pet..."

"...Huh?"

Gyoro Gyoro was stunned: "Find a pet? What do you mean?"

"Literally."

Fang Mo laughed, pulling Xiao Yao into his arms and ruffling her hair: "Let me introduce you, this is my beloved... You can call her Mrs. Yang. She lost a Dalmatian recently."

"Is it possible that..."

Xiao Yao, squeezed in Fang Mo's arms, gritted her teeth and said, "The pet is called 'Yang Tai Da's Dalmatian'?"

Emphasizing the "Da" (big) in "Yang Tai Da."

"Ridiculous!" Fang Mo immediately retorted: "Can't I distinguish between 'big' and 'too'?"

"Only an idiot like you can't tell the difference!" Xiao Yao broke free from Fang Mo's embrace: "It's clearly 'big,' not 'too'! Get it right, 'big,' not 'too'!"

"You can tell?"

"Of course!"

"Fine, remember, it's 'big.'" Fang Mo leaned closer, lightly touching Xiao Yao's stomach, whispering, "Remember, it's 'big,' not 'too'..."

"...Huh?"

Xiao Yao realized what Fang Mo implied and muttered, "You really hold a grudge, don't you?"

"It's not a grudge!" Fang Mo covered his face: "Do you know how psychologically damaging this is to a man?"

"Dalmatian?"

Gyoro Gyoro ignored their argument, focusing on "Dalmatian." The Monster Association indeed had a dog officer, so he asked, "Do you mean... Pochi?"

"Yes, Pochi-chan."

Fang Mo, excited, laughed like a villain: "I came today to make Pochi-chan kneel and take him back as my dog!"

"...?"

Gyoro Gyoro was confused. Wasn't Pochi already a dog?

Only Xiao Yao understood the pun, holding her forehead in exasperation: "Fine, mess with me, but leave the other recluse alone. If you like, I can transform into that too."

"Just kidding."

Fang Mo waved: "One pink-haired girl is enough. More would be a hassle..."

Gyoro Gyoro's real body, deep underground, frowned. Such inexplicable individuals were the hardest to deal with, like madmen. He couldn't fathom their thoughts.

"Treat him as an enemy."

Deciding on his strategy, Gyoro Gyoro no longer wanted to converse: "If you're here to find a dog, go ahead... But the Monster Association isn't a place for just anyone."

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo chuckled, looking at the monster: "Not chatting anymore?"

"I have other matters."

Gyoro Gyoro said calmly: "If there's nothing else, I'll..."

"Hey, no rush." Fang Mo interrupted: "I left many things at your association. Besides the dog, there's a tissue I used after watching a movie, a security guard, a cat, my grandmother's dentures... and the water she used to soak them."

"..."

Gyoro Gyoro fell silent.

It was evident that the other party was looking for trouble. He quickly realized that everything they mentioned corresponded to a member of the Monster Association.

After a moment's thought, Gyoro Gyoro decided to counterattack: "You…"

However, before he could finish his sentence, Fang Mo suddenly added another line without warning.

"Oh, by the way," Fang Mo said with a calm smile, looking at Gyoro Gyoro. "I also lost a servant named Psykos."

"?!"

Upon hearing the name Psykos, Gyoro Gyoro's pupils instantly contracted to needlepoint size, and her true body, deep underground, sat up abruptly from the sofa.

"…Who exactly are you?"

This time, Gyoro Gyoro's tone had clearly changed. If there had been some perfunctoriness before, now she was genuinely surprised. Her true identity had always been well-hidden; apart from the Monster King Orochi, no one knew that Gyoro Gyoro's real body was human. Yet, the other party revealed this truth directly.

"I've already told you, I am your master."

Fang Mo spread his hands with a cheerful smile: "Have you forgotten the wonderful times when you ate from the same bowl with Pochi?"

"You…"

Gyoro Gyoro was both shocked and furious: "Damn it! Has Fubuki discovered something? In that case, I'll have to deal with you right here and now…"

"Snap!"

Just like before, Fang Mo clapped his hands together as if squashing a mosquito. With a loud crack, Gyoro Gyoro's avatar exploded into a spray of blood.

However, this time Gyoro Gyoro, or Psykos, was serious. Instantly, more than a dozen eyeball-like avatars flew out from the surrounding buildings, bombarding Fang Mo with questions.

"How do you know all this?"

"Is Fubuki here too?"

"What else did she tell you about me?"

"That damned woman, she must have told Tatsumaki by now!"

Fang Mo said nothing, simply smiling as he watched the eyeball avatars flit around like flies. After a moment, he finally spoke two words.

"In a panic?"

"…"

The dozen or so eyeballs collectively paused in mid-air, followed by an even louder outburst.

"I'm not panicking!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of Fubuki!?"

"It's not just her; I don't even take Tatsumaki seriously!"

"I know you S-class heroes are powerful! So what? Our executives are even stronger!"

"I single-handedly nurtured Lord Orochi. He is the symbol of invincibility; even powerful dragon-class monsters are no match for him!"

Fang Mo continued to smile at the eyeball avatars until they slowly quieted down. Then, he spoke again, this time more provocatively, uttering just one word.

"Filial."

He raised his thumb towards the eyeballs.

"…?"

This time, Psykos was stunned. After all, she was just a character in the original work and couldn't grasp Fang Mo's abstract and avant-garde thinking.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao, standing nearby, added a clarification.

"Is Orochi your dad?"

"…!"

This time, Psykos understood. She felt her blood vessels about to burst from her head. She had encountered infuriating people before, but none as utterly aggravating as Fang Mo.

At this moment, she even had the urge to order all her executives to kill this guy immediately. Plans, the Hero Association, none of it mattered compared to the person in front of her.

Of course, this also meant one thing: Psykos had reached her breaking point.

"I…"

Psykos was about to curse, but Fang Mo didn't give her the chance. He snapped his fingers, and with a squelch, all the eyeball avatars exploded in mid-air, crushed into pulp by the gravitational field.

"Alright, the boss is half-dead with rage now."

After dealing with Psykos, Fang Mo turned to the others with a smile: "Later, we'll just go down and finish the job."

"…"

Tanktop Master didn't know what to say, simply rubbing his forehead.

The others didn't comment either. Pig God was naturally taciturn, while Ancient One, Xiao Yao, and some agents knew Fang Mo's character well.

After making some brief arrangements, they each chose an entrance and began their operations.

Fang Mo had been a bit worried about Xiao Yao, but seeing that she could now conjure lasers with her hands, he felt somewhat reassured.

Still, he reminded her to retreat if she couldn't win, leaving the rest to him.

After splitting up, Fang Mo chose a visually pleasing entrance and entered. Admittedly, the Monster Association's headquarters was vast, resembling an underground city with countless intersecting layers.

Even if the Monster Association had monsters skilled in construction, this place couldn't have been built quickly. Clearly, the true owner of this underground world was someone else—the subterranean people from the original work, who Saitama killed with one stomp.

Reflecting on it, the subterranean people might have been usurped by these dragon-class monsters and, unable to fight back, sought to conquer the surface world.

Unfortunately, the Subterranean King met the Caped Baldy, leading to his demise.

With no other choice, Fang Mo activated Steve's mini-map, observing the terrain and biological radar as he advanced.

If Fang Mo only wanted to fight the boss, he could head straight down to meet the Monster King. However, besides the final boss, there were many other bizarre executives here, and who knew, maybe defeating them would unlock a new module.

But Steve's mini-map radar wasn't very useful here. According to the original, there were tens of thousands of monsters of different levels, and the overlapping structure made it hard to pinpoint their locations.

Nevertheless, Fang Mo's luck seemed good. After walking a short distance, he felt a tremor beneath his feet.

A glance at the mini-map revealed a black icon approaching, marked by six glowing dots that looked familiar.

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo was surprised. He might not recognize others, but he knew this dog. Yes, it was Pochi, the "overgrown Dalmatian" and Monster Association executive.

Soon, accompanied by a rumbling noise, a massive black shadow appeared in the distance, rushing toward him.

Spotting Fang Mo, the monster skidded to a stop about a hundred meters away.

"Oh, it's really this guy."

Fang Mo was excited. He immediately recognized the monster, though it was overly large and looked unusually aggressive with messy fur, as if provoked.

The creature seemed to be observing Fang Mo, its thoughts unclear.

"Emmm…"

Fang Mo summoned his avatar, Steve, from his inventory, ready to tame it with a bone.

"Here, Pochi, come and be my dog. I promise not to seal you in a sword…"

"?"

Pochi tilted its head as if pondering. Then, it suddenly roared, launching a light beam at Fang /Bleam

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