The reincarnation of the Uchiha family

Using the Divine Mirror Eyes to continuously output a large amount of pupil power for seven hours is actually still possible for today's mirrors.

It's just that what I saw with my divine mirror this time was so extraordinary.

In particular, one of the solar storms is directly facing Mercury.

A large amount of ultra-high-energy plasma and high-energy charged particles, accompanied by ultra-strong electromagnetic radiation, poured onto Mercury during this solar explosion.

Seven hours finally passed, and with the last burst of energy, the flare on the sun also dimmed a little.

But this vast sun still hangs in the center of the solar system, unscrupulously releasing its endless light and heat into the vast space of the universe.

"It's finally over. Ever since I became bald, it seems that I have never felt such a touch in my heart. Different from the passion of desire, this is a simple inner throbbing."

Saitama had a look of amazement on his face.

"Go back, I feel like I might need a good rest."

Ming Jing rubbed his sore and swollen eyes, feeling tired that he had not felt for a long time.

The last time I had this feeling was probably when my fourteen-year-old self worked with Infernal Anjurou to kill Muzan with serious injuries during Demon Slayer World.

That time, after I made the last cut, I fainted on the spot when I saw Wu Mei completely turning into ashes.

But now that I have a fairy body, my recovery ability and physical fitness are stronger and I can handle it better.

"Oh, you look very tired. Do you want me to take you back?"

Saitama immediately expressed concern when he saw Ming Jing's appearance.

"Forget it, I'm afraid that I'll mess with Mercury and the Moon again. And with the coordinates of the Earth, I can directly open the portal to the Earth, which is more convenient."

Ming Jing stretched out his finger in the void, and a teleportation aperture leading to the Heroes Association's apartment was opened.

"What about the barbecue party..."

"We set off at six o'clock in the evening. We had just eaten dinner, so the time now should be almost two o'clock in the morning. I should have almost recovered after going back and sleeping for about ten hours. It was only noon by then, so I had plenty of time to prepare. "

"It looks like there's a barbecue party coming soon!"

With an expectant look on Saitama's face, he and Ming Jing walked into the teleportation aperture.

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Ming Jing woke up on time, exactly at twelve o'clock.

Because the ingredients he ordered before were to be shipped at twelve o'clock, a call happened to be called to confirm the order at that time, waking Ming Jing up.

"Well, yes, that's great! Thank you."

Ming Jing put down the phone and ended the call with the person in charge of the Evolution Group.

As a shareholder and global image spokesperson of Evolution Group, Der Spiegel naturally has people within the Evolution Group who are responsible for liaison.

The ingredients for the evening barbecue party are all high-end products purchased from Evolution Group.

Ming Jing clicked her fingers, walked to the window, and looked at the scorching sun at noon.

The sunlight at this time is very dazzling, but for the mirror that faced the solar storm on Mercury yesterday, it appears so soft.

"The dimensional slash developed with Saitama on the moon has basically created a prototype. Although it has not yet reached the long-distance cross-space instant strike originally expected, it can also shorten the attack distance by ten times. At the same level of strength, It should be difficult to avoid the opponent.”

"As for the power, I can't be sure. After all, Saitama's strength really can't be compared. But with the double gravity strike formed by spatial twisting and super powers, and the tearing and splitting ability of space, it will definitely be able to deal with and Enemies of my same level who cause damage at least have the ability to hurt myself.”

Ming Jing's fingers tapped on the window sill, thinking silently.

"Let's just call this move Gravity Dimension Slash. It will probably be difficult to continue developing it in a short period of time. We can only experience and improve it in subsequent actual combat. But Solar Storm..."

Don't know how to get started.

I watched the entire process of this solar storm erupting, and I was indeed deeply moved.

Even if Spiegel uses its own power to simulate a solar storm, it can create a miniature solar storm. Although it is estimated that it can cause a lot of noise, it is not efficient and can even be said to be wasteful. .

The best way is of course to develop new moves based on this harvest.

While I was thinking, there was a burst of noise from the square downstairs.

"be opposed to!"

"protest!"

"We also want normal and handsome hero names!"

In the square, a dozen association heroes held signs and protested loudly towards the association's headquarters building.

"This is...why did Saitama also participate? It seems that these people still respect Saitama?"

Ming Jing touched his chin and looked at the scene below.

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"Bald Caped Man! We have a favor to ask of you!"

A man with glasses wearing a white coat, an afro, and a somewhat vulgar face hugged Saitama's arm.

"Um...can you talk properly? Also, can you please stop calling me by my hero name and just call me Saitama."

Saitama drew a black line on his face and pushed the bespectacled man's face away.

"It seems that even the bald Caped Man, who is an A-class hero, can't stand your hero name?"

"I told you not to call me by my heroic name!"

Saitama said frantically.

"I am the sultry doctor who is the 34th B-level, he is the perverted underpants Superman who is the 52nd B-level, he is the red-nosed clown who is the 18th C-level, and this is the 23rd C-level Beer bottle drunk…”

The wretched man with glasses, also known as the sultry doctor, introduced the names of heroes to many people present to Saitama one by one.

At this moment, Saitama discovered that his hero name was actually pretty good among these people.

"We are all heroes who are dissatisfied with the hero names randomly assigned to us by the association. We hope to establish a Hero Name Victims Association to officially protest to the association and demand a name change! For example, I should be changed to Genius Shell Scalpel Pure White Knight. The wigged warrior wants to be changed into golden knees, the beer bottle drunk wants to be changed into a brave and fearless young man!"

Saitama understood now.

"You came to me to join you, right? I am indeed not satisfied with my hero name!"

Saitama suddenly became angry with these people.

"Great! Bald Caped Man, I hope you can serve as the leader of our heroes' victims association. We are all just a group of B- and C-level heroes and cannot get the attention of the association at all. But if you have an A With the joining of super heroes, we will definitely be more valued by the association, and the hope of changing the hero's name will be greater!"

Dr. Mensao held Saitama's hand and spoke with emotion.

"Okay! Of course I am obligated to do such an important thing! I will join!"

Saitama responded with firm eyes, and took a practical action, taking a sign from the hand of the perverted underpants Superman wearing pants on his head.