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Just then, Genos, who was lying on the ground, twitched his fingers almost imperceptibly.

His golden electronic eyes flashed with a ghostly blue light as he restarted.

[System self-check complete... No physical damage to the body... Core energy stable... Emotion module overloaded.]

[Cause Analysis: The system experienced an incomprehensible and extraordinary psychological shock, leading to a protective hibernation.]

[Conclusion: KING's attack pattern is 'Willpower Suppression,' an attack method that can directly affect the core.]

[Solution: None.]

Genos slowly sat up from the ground. He didn't look at Saitama, but stared intently at KING with a shocked expression.

He lost, and lost even more completely than when he faced Saitama.

"Is this the power of KING, the sixth-ranked S-class hero and 'the strongest man on Earth'?" Genos thought to himself. "The difference is simply despair-inducing..."

“KING… Your Excellency.” Genos struggled to his feet and bowed deeply to Lin Mo.

"Thank you for your guidance, Mr. King! You have given me a glimpse into the tip of the iceberg of true power!"

"Your level of understanding is completely beyond my current reach. I apologize for my previous ignorance!"

Lin Mo's lips twitched slightly, but he remained as steady as a mountain on the surface.

He nodded slowly, pulled a hand out of his pocket, and waved it lightly, as if to say, "It's no big deal."

Saitama yawned and clapped his hands: "Alright, alright, now that we're done fighting, let's hurry up and go. Registration with the Hero Association is about to start."

He walked over and casually patted the dust off Genos.

Genos quickly replied, "Yes, teacher!"

Then a strange scene appeared.

The bald, caped Saitama walked at the front, his steps light, as if he were on his way to the supermarket.

The cyborg Genos followed half a step behind, his expression solemn, closely following Saitama.

Meanwhile, King, the strongest man on Earth, stood at the very back with his hands in his pockets, his deep gaze seemingly lost in thought.

In reality, Lin Mo was just thinking about what to eat for lunch and how to improve Saitama's level.

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Hero Association Headquarters in City A.

This is a magnificent building that pierces the sky, constructed from high-strength alloys and special glass, with a huge "H" logo shining brightly in the midday sun.

People were coming and going at the entrance, most of them looking like tough guys. They were either there to register or to accept missions.

When Saitama, Genos, and King appeared at the door, it didn't cause much of a stir at first.

Saitama's red and yellow bodysuit and white cape were unusual, but there were just too many people dressed in strange clothes here.

Some people wore full sets of heavy armor, some dressed up as ancient ninjas, and some even wore furry animal costumes, calling themselves "Beast Warriors".

Saitama's outfit can only be described as distinctive, far from being shocking or outrageous.

Genos's cyborg appearance did attract some attention, but that was all.

However, when people's gazes inadvertently swept over Lin Mo, who was following at the back—

"It's...it's King!"

"Why would King, the sixth-ranked S-class hero, come here? Is some great disaster about to happen?"

"Look at the two people in front of him, that bald guy and that cyborg... Who are they? How dare they walk in front of Lord King!"

"Could he be King's new disciple? My god, just how powerful must someone be to be chosen by the strongest man on Earth?"

The murmurs surged like a tide, and Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

The imperial engine within him began to rumble softly again, which sounded to everyone more like the aura of a powerful figure unintentionally leaking out.

A man in a suit, who looked like an association staff member, hurried over. He bowed to Lin Mo first, and then cautiously asked:

"Mr. King, is there anything important that brings you here today?"

Lin Mo remained expressionless, simply pointing to Saitama and Genos beside him: "They've come to participate in the hero test, so I came with them to take a look."

The staff's minds were racing.

Did King personally accompany me to participate in the hero registration?

He immediately put on a warm smile: "Oh, I see! Please come this way! I'll help you with the registration!"

With the help of the staff, the two quickly completed the registration procedures and received their admission tickets.

Saitama's number is 71, and Genos's number is 72.

Then he turned to Lin Mo and bowed again:

"Mr. King, everything is ready. The test will take place this afternoon. You and your companion can relax in our VIP lounge."

Chapter 29, Rank A, Number 39!

The test has officially begun.

First item: Written test.

Genos completed all the questions in just five minutes and got a perfect score thanks to his ultra-precise processor.

The questions on the exam paper, whether they were about heroic history, analysis of different types of monsters, or ethical dilemmas, were as easy for him as drinking water.

Saitama's exam room, however, was completely silent.

He bit his pen, looking at the questions on the test paper with a worried expression.

Question 1: Describe your understanding of heroism and its importance in society. (20 points)

Saitama thought for a long time and then wrote in the answer section: "Defeat the monster."

Question 2: When a city faces a major crisis, and your actions may cause collateral damage, how will you weigh your options? Please analyze with reference to a case study. (30 points)

Saitama: "...Uh, wouldn't it be better to just punch him away?"

In the end, he submitted an almost blank answer sheet.

The text contained only a few words and a simple sketch he drew when he was bored: "A weirdo gets punched to death."

“Um… Mr. King,” the examiner began cautiously, “this gentleman seems to have… some… shortcomings in academic subjects…”

Lin Mo said without changing his expression, "The strength of a hero should not be defined by pen and paper alone."

The voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

The examiners immediately tensed up and repeatedly said, "You're right! We understand!"

Soon, the written test results came out, and the score was a dismal single digit.

However, given Lin Mo's previous "hint," the higher-ups ignored the result and immediately started the physical fitness test.

Genos was the first to take the stage.

As soon as he stepped into the testing ground, he attracted the attention of all the examiners, who were clearly familiar with Genos.

"Strength test, please attack the force measuring device."

Genos walked up to the huge force gauge, took a deep breath, and threw a punch.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The readings on the force gauge skyrocketed, breaking all previous records in an instant, before finally going completely black with a string of gibberish.

In every subsequent test, Genos broke the Hero Association's records that had been held for years with overwhelming force.

Then, it was Saitama's turn.

"Power punch test, please attack the force measuring device with all your might!"

Saitama walked up to the massive force gauge made of a special alloy, which was said to be able to withstand a full-force attack from an S-class hero, and casually threw a punch.

"Boom!!!"

The latest type of force measuring device, which was said to be able to withstand the full force of a Dragon-level monster, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks from the bullseye and turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"No...no..." The examiner wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice, "The next event is the 50-meter shuttle run."

"Oh." Saitama stood on the starting line and casually struck a pose.

"Ready - run!"

With a "whoosh," the person was gone.

Before the examiner could react, he was back at the starting point in a flash.

"I'm done running." He clapped his hands.

The examiners looked down at the timer, which displayed a string of "0.00".

"What... what exactly is going on?" A high-ranking member of the association pointed at the information of candidate number 71, Saitama, with an incredulous expression.

"His physical fitness test score was off the charts! His written test score was 21, 20 of which were sympathy points given by the examiner because they thought his handwriting was neat enough!"

"Unprecedented! I've never seen such an extreme candidate before!"

Another high-ranking official chimed in, "His physical attributes are undoubtedly S-level, but his mental assessment..."

“Most importantly, he was personally brought by Mr. KING!” the manager in the suit added from the side.

The moment the word "KING" was uttered, the conference room fell silent again.

That's right, that's the crux of the problem.

How should we assess the level of a newcomer who possesses such strength and has a close relationship with the strongest man on Earth?

Directly give it an S-rank?

This is completely against the regulations.

The evaluation of S-class heroes requires not only overwhelming strength but also significant social contributions and undisputed achievements. It cannot be determined solely by an internal test.

Should we give it a C or B grade?

Why would you send someone who can shatter the most powerful force gauge with a single punch to deal with petty theft?