I survived by drawing cards after being transported to One-Punch Man.

"Hot pot group?"

"Yes, the world's ruthlessness towards the weak is stronger than any shield, which is why the Hot Pot Group was born. As long as you join the Hot Pot Group, becoming a strong person is not a dream!"

"Hot Pot Group? Lin Yu, when did you start this organization?"

A huge question mark appeared above Saitama's head.

"Uh... anyone who eats hot pot with us is a member of the hot pot group."

"Oh, I understand."

"But can someone as timid and lacking in perseverance really do it?"

King began to fall into self-doubt. The fear of being attacked by the strange man and the final flashback made him realize who he really was.

"Of course you can. Not everyone is a chosen one. Fear is a biological instinct, but courage is the hymn of humanity. If you've made up your mind, come find me at the Hero Association in Z City."

After saying that, Lin Yu didn't say anything more. Taking that step could be described as simple, or it could be described as very difficult.

"Let's go, Saitama. These octopus legs won't be fresh if they're left out too long."

"Oh, here we come."

Before leaving, Lin Yu glanced at King again. If he took that step, he would put a remote control on the Supreme Throne for King to play with. After all, King's gaming talent was very high. If the stats were equal, the character King controlled would be absolutely overpowered. But the premise was that King was an ordinary person and had an upper limit. He couldn't see if the battle was too fast.

He's incredibly lucky, unlike some unlucky people.

.......

The atmosphere was tense and busy in the operations room of the Hero Association's M City branch.

The staff were intently operating their computers, their fingers flying across the keyboards. Suddenly, the image on the large screen flickered for a moment, then stabilized, displaying a real-time, dynamic aerial view of the city.

The focus of the image is the pedestrian street in the city center, which has just been vandalized by the strange man.

"The footage is coming back!" a staff member shouted excitedly. "Team leader, the drone has reached the sky above the pedestrian street, and the live feed has been received!"

The team leader's gaze swept over his excited subordinate who was waving his fist, and his brows furrowed: "Don't be so alarmed. Didn't we already do the simulation test?"

The subordinate, somewhat intimidated by the team leader's gaze, unconsciously shrank back and lowered his voice by a few decibels: "However, this is, after all, the first time in actual combat that drones have been used for on-site monitoring..."

"Alright, let's get started!"

Following the team leader's order, the operator quickly adjusted the drone's high-definition camera, aiming it at the most severely damaged areas in the center of the ruins.

The camera zoomed in and out as instructed by the operator, and the image on the large screen gradually magnified, revealing increasingly clear details.

"Look there! It's the monster's corpse! The monster has been eliminated!" a staff member exclaimed.

"I can see it! It seems some heroes arrived at the scene even before us..."

The team leader's voice held a hint of surprise. He quickly issued a new instruction, "Quick, turn the camera over there. I see a figure. Zoom in!"

"Understood." The operator responded quickly, his fingers dancing nimbly on the console.

Immediately afterwards, the image on the big screen changed, and King's figure clearly appeared in everyone's sight.

The drone operator stared intently at the screen, filled with doubt at the sight of King: "Could it be him who defeated the monster?"

He turned to the team leader: "Team leader, is this person a hero of our association?"

The team leader was also stumped by this question. He frowned and said, "Maybe... We'll verify your identity immediately!"

The analyst at the console sprang into action, importing King's image into the database for matching.

Soon, the analyst reported, "Team leader, no matching information was found in the database!"

The team leader seemed somewhat surprised: "What? He's not a registered hero with our association?"

The team leader suddenly raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on King as he turned around.

On the big screen, the blond man in the black knit sweater stood out.

Three deep scars on his face made his indifferent eyes appear even sharper and more menacing.

Even just through the screen, that chilling aura creates an invisible pressure.

It was him...it was definitely him. He must have killed the weirdo; there's no doubt about the aura of a powerful figure.

Now that each city's Hero Association has its own S-class hero, it seems that M City will also have one soon.

.......

Z City is an uninhabited area.

Lin Yu and Saitama also enjoyed octopus leg sashimi from Susanoo.

After enjoying himself, Lin Yu started high jumping in the sunset, something he did every day as long as he didn't forget, and he didn't care who was watching.

......

Apartment in City M.

Ding!

Two men in black suits stood in front of a plain apartment door, their eyes scanning the address on the doorplate.

“This is the place.” One of them nodded.

“The information says this gentleman has always lived alone, so he should be the person we’re looking for,” another person added, a serious look in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go ring the doorbell."

The first person spoke, reaching out to press the doorbell beside the door.

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang out clearly in the quiet hallway.

Inside the apartment, all was quiet. Soon, footsteps could be heard, growing closer until the door was slowly opened.

"Who is it?" a deep voice came from behind the door.

The door was slowly opened, and the two men took a deep breath, preparing to introduce themselves, but were so shocked by the scene before them that they were speechless.

Standing before them, King's figure appeared even taller and more imposing under the room's lights.

The light shone from behind him, casting a deep shadow on his face and making his expression appear even more stern and displeased.

The three scars on King's face and his furrowed brows created a terrifying appearance that could stop a child from crying. His presence was like a dark cloud, shrouding the two men and making them feel suffocated.

"We are staff members of the Hero Association! We absolutely mean no harm!!" one of them said hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly.

"I'm so sorry, we came without prior appointment, we're really... so sorry!!" the other person quickly added, his tone full of apology.

King did not react after hearing their words, which made the two men's backs soaked with cold sweat. They felt an unprecedented panic, their legs went weak, and they involuntarily knelt down.

"We're sorry to have troubled you!" the two said in unison.

King: ? ? ?

King stared expressionlessly at the two men in black suits who had suddenly knelt down, his mind still reeling from the unexpected turn of events.

What did they just say?

Hero Association?

Are all the staff in this organization this humble?

Seeing the two of them lower their heads and remain silent, King felt somewhat helpless and tentatively asked in his usual deep voice, "So... what do you want from me?"

........

Regarding the gacha drop rate, in a distant parallel universe, there is a small piece of paper that tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, have bought, but very few have ever won the jackpot. Some people have even bought it for over a decade without ever winning the lowest prize.

Early players of the card-drawing game should have experienced the lack of a pity system.