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The crowd entered in an orderly fashion and walked into a large conference hall, where hundreds of people gathered.

"Gentlemen!" Argni sat on the high platform. "I think you already know why I have summoned you all here today?"

Everyone nodded.

"The path of immortal martial arts that Mr. Saitama spreads is extremely powerful. However, I am somewhat skeptical of his claim that cyborgs do not conform to the will of the world! What do you all think?"

Argni's eyes were very sharp.

Superpowered individuals are very powerful.

Cultivators are also very powerful.

However, both have a major drawback: they are difficult to cultivate and it is difficult to guarantee loyalty.

Only cyborgs are relatively cheap to create. As long as you have money and resources, you can create many of them at any time, and they are obedient.

This is the source of confidence for large conglomerates to protect their own interests.

Now that Saitama is saying he wants to abolish these cyborg organizations, it's like cutting off the roots of the zaibatsu. How can they tolerate that?

"Indeed. How can we believe something that's just talk?"

"Yes. But that's just his opinion, it can't be taken seriously. Maybe he has other motives, like wanting to destroy humanity!"

As soon as Algni finished speaking, the tycoons and their heroes began to clamor.

Fubuki frowned and looked at Tatsumaki.

"Sister, it seems things are not as simple as we thought."

Tornado sealed off the surroundings to ensure no sound could escape before saying, "We were mistaken. It seems the conglomerates are very interested in reforming the organization."

"They want both immortality and to retain their power! Hmph, they're really overestimating themselves."

Only by witnessing Saitama's power could she understand how strong he was.

Even though she made progress again, she still felt that the gap between her and Saitama was like a galaxy.

Looking at the heroes who carried out the mission yesterday, I saw that they all had the same expression: speechless, and some even wanted to get up and leave.

They have no desire to stand with these tycoons.

If Saitama gets angry, won't the blood splatter on him?

At that moment, the air froze.

A figure appeared in the void, radiating a powerful aura.

"It's Mr. Saitama."

someone exclaimed.

Saitama looked at the numerous chaebols and smiled.

"very good!"

"I knew all along that you wouldn't give up your organization, so I laid out the bait to lure you out. I didn't expect you wouldn't be able to resist!"

As he spoke, Saitama's gaze sharpened.

"Since you all don't want to give up your organizations and want to go against the tide of history, then I have no choice but to carry out another plan."

boom!

The next moment, all the tycoons who had been standing with Agni were turned into mincemeat, and the Hero Association was a scene of bloodshed.

"A new era is unstoppable; anyone who stands in its way will be utterly destroyed." Saitama looked at the remaining people. "Gentlemen, a new era will begin with us, and immortality will..."

"We own it. Now, join me in eradicating the cyborg organization and ushering in a new era."

"Yes."

The heroes were greatly encouraged upon hearing this.

The demise of the chaebols signifies that these heroes will become the backbone of the new era.

That represents status, wealth, and endless resources.

It can be said that they are the people who have benefited the most from this era.

Eliminating those cyborg organizations can be seen as a mission given by Saitama, or it can be seen as protecting his own interests.

How could heroes not care?

The group took to the air and, led by the superpowered individual, spread outwards.

For example, after Tornado's superpowers evolved, a single sweep of her divine sense could reveal an area of ​​hundreds of miles. Those deeply hidden modified organizations were as easy to spot as lice on a bald man's head.

It's obvious.

Saitama, on the other hand, is even stronger, more terrifying than Tatsumaki, and his divine sense has long since covered the entire globe.

He didn't directly use his divine sense to destroy the Earth and crush these organizations just so that everyone could feel involved.

After all, new era plans still need people to implement them. If he does everything by himself and the people sent out afterward don't get any credit, how can he convince others to accept it?

The reason we let the chaebols choose before was the same.

He needs the tycoons to rebel so that he can legitimately purge them and establish his authority.

There is nothing we can do about it.

Power is dirty.

If he wants to change this era, he has to stand at the forefront and experience these dark things.

In just one day.

Under the leadership of Tornado and Saitama, all cyborg organizations worldwide were destroyed and became a thing of the past.

"Tornado, you will rule City A, spread the Dao of Immortal Martial Arts, and usher in a new era."

"Fubuki, you will rule City B!"

"Bang, you will rule City C!"

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Chapter 665 Dao Lord Statues Spanning the Globe, Saitama the Lazybones (3/5, Please Subscribe)

The twenty-six cities were quickly divided up.

Besides Tornado and others, some heroes who were slightly weaker and had less merit were assigned to the positions of various city controllers.

"Wait, that's not right, Mr. Saitama, where are you?"

"As for me, of course I'm in charge of everything!" Saitama laughed. "I'll supervise you all to ensure your respective cities are well-developed. Also, there's one more thing to note: our goal is to build a civilization."

Let's not bring up the dregs of those feudal and tycoon eras anymore.

"I hope that everyone in this era has the opportunity to grow, instead of it being monopolized by a group of heroes like us."

"Yes."

Everyone's expressions turned serious, and they dared not object at all.

They already knew how strong Saitama was.

They were like gods, people from a completely different world.

Saitama's words were the supreme decree of "August 20".

"Oh right, this is a statue of a Dao Lord, the creator of the Immortal Martial Path. Afterwards, one will be erected in the center of every city." With a thought, Saitama conjured a small statue.

With a casual wave of his hand, it instantly appeared in the city center, transforming into a colossal statue forty-nine meters tall.

"I'll obey!"

The crowd responded enthusiastically, their faces filled with fervor as they looked at the statue of Daojun.

"Is this the Dao Lord?"

"Truly extraordinary!"

"Truly worthy of being the ancestor who created the path of immortal martial arts!"

After arranging the matters, Saitama left immediately.

"Sister, Mr. Saitama didn't arrange a city for himself at all. Is he going to keep an eye on us, or is he going to slack off?" Fubuki asked, puzzled.

Tornado laughed and said, "Does that matter?"

Fubuki shook her head: "It doesn't seem important."

“Yes, it’s not important,” Tornado laughed. “Let’s go, we should go and manage our own cities. Each city is so big, and there’s so much to do. We’ll be busy.”

Fubuki nodded.

Although she was under a lot of pressure, she was very happy.

She was also assigned to a city, and like an older sister, she developed the ability to stand on her own.

Her dream has come true.

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