The Super God Skill System of the Emperor Engine

"Oh, the guy ran away."

King said slowly, and then put his backpack on the ground with relief.

"Were you the one who fought off that weirdo?"

After Fubuki heard the king's words, she noticed the other person

's calm tone and pursed her lips slightly. She remembered that one of the necessary conditions for becoming an S-class hero is to have a record of defeating ghost-class monsters alone.

For For Fubuki, he can barely cope with tiger-level monsters at most, but ghost-level monsters are far beyond his ability.

When he thinks of such a powerful being as a ghost-level monster, he is so unbearable in front of the king and his sister. The existence of a blow made Fubuki feel mixed up.

This was the inherent talent gap, just like she couldn't catch up with her sister Tatsumaki no matter how hard she tried.

But she quickly cheered up. This made Fubuki more and more certain that her choice to get closer to King was definitely not wrong.

"King, come and eat!"

"I have prepared a sumptuous meal for you!"

Fubuki warmly greeted the king to go to dinner.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I'll go put the things back in the room first."......

After a while, the two people sat at the dining table.

There was a dazzling array of food on the table, which surprised King a little. There were only two of them, but there were seven or eight dishes.

King usually eats very casually, as long as he is full. He usually only eats snacks most of the time, so he was a little surprised when faced with such a sumptuous meal.

But of course these meals were not cooked by Fubuki himself, but ordered takeout.

Fubuki himself is not very good at cooking, and can only cook the most basic hot pot. He usually eats three meals a day in restaurants outside, or other people in Fubuki's team cook.

However, in order to leave a good impression on the king, Fubuki chose to order a lot of delicious takeaways.

"Try this!"

"This one is delicious too!"

"What do you want to share with me? Sodas, juices, and teas are all available!"

Fubuki is as enthusiastic as a waiter in a hotel.

"Thanks....."

Before King could say anything, his bowl was already filled with all kinds of food. Fubuki's too much enthusiasm made King feel a little uncomfortable.

"Does King have much contact with other S-class heroes?"

Fubuki asked curiously. She wanted to know what King's relationship was with other S-class heroes in the association, especially his relationship with his sister Tatsumaki.

"I have more contact with Silver Fang Banggu."

King stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his chin,

"Other than that, the one I've had more contact with might be the tornado."

After finishing speaking, King seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Fubuki.

"Is Tatsumaki your sister?"

"Um....."

Fubuki nodded,

"What kind of person do you think my sister Tatsumaki is?"

"Feeling....."

King thought for a while, recalled his previous experience with Tatsumaki, and then continued,

"I feel like Tatsumaki is not the kind of person who is easy to get along with, but he also has some very unique aspects......"

The two of them were chatting while eating, and more than an hour passed before they knew it. The two of them were already very full.

"King, please go back to your room and rest first. Just leave it to me to clean up."

While speaking, Fubuki waved his right hand lightly, and a soft breeze gradually emerged, like an invisible hand, lifting all the plates and rice bowls on the table.

Although it was far less than that of Tatsumaki. However, Fubuki's superpower is actually not weak.

She moved her fingers slightly again, and the dishes were arranged neatly in the air and fell into the kitchen sink.

The faucet automatically flowed out, removing the oil on the tableware. Clean it all up.

As a person with super powers, Fubuki can easily do these housework using her own abilities.

"Well, good work."

The king nodded and then returned to the room.

Looking at the back of the king leaving, Fubuki had a smile on his face.

Although he looked fierce, the king was surprisingly easy to get along with. Much friendlier than other S-class heroes.

In this way, future actions will be easier!

I must have a good relationship with King, maybe he can join Fubuki's team! The smile on his face became more obvious, but at the same time, Fubuki also thought that the current Fubuki team was really not good enough.

Although Fubuki's own economic level was pretty good, the entire Fubuki team's economic level was basically very poor. Fubuki had to bear most of the expenses of the Fubuki team.

Not only did they rent the car, they didn't even have a headquarters for the group meetings.

They had to find ways to make money, and they couldn't embarrass the Fubuki team in front of the king.......

After returning to the room, King lay directly on the bed. The soft mattress relieved him of the fatigue from the day.

King opened his system menu. After the martial arts competition, his reputation gradually slowed down.

Although the prestige value brought by the martial arts conference far exceeded King's expectations, there is still a long way to go before the next 100 million prestige value.

"I think I'll be working with the Fubuki team tomorrow."

"It's a good time to take this opportunity to clean up the weirdos."

"You can not only increase your reputation points, but also get more bonuses......."

The king nodded with satisfaction. After what happened with the cutting king at night, he was eager to acquire more powerful skills and further improve his strength.

Otherwise, even with the bonus of the Escanor template, the king at night is just a lamb to be slaughtered. He knows that it is urgent to improve his strength.

But the king turned around and thought, the cutting king who appeared at night behaved a little strangely.

King remembered that there was a tiny sarcoma next to the cutting king. It seemed that the cutting king was obeying the latter's orders.

What on earth is that?

Aren’t weirdos supposed to work alone?

It can be said that there are very few cases of group activities of weirdos. The few weird incidents that King has dealt with before were all acted by them alone, and there was no case of team formation.

"Forget it, don’t think about it."

After lying on the bed, King felt more and more sleepy and fell asleep quickly.