The situation was already under control. Lan Mu stood in front of Edwin in his human form, and he didn't dare resist.
He was willing to do anything. What Lan Mu gave him was like a life-saving straw.
Lan Mu said, "Soon, a person will appear on the planet. No matter what method you use, you have to lure him to attack you. Of course, you can use the humans in the canned house, but you can't kill them. If the person who appears is weaker than you, you can kill him. If he's stronger than you … "
With that, Lan Mu summoned a demon with average strength.
"He'll cooperate with you. When you're no match for him, he'll open a dark door from the satellite. You have to lure him there … He'll disappear in ten minutes.
"If he's much stronger than you, the other side of the door will be the territory of the universe's fifth-level overlord, the Sa 'bi civilization. Destroy that planet and bring the figurine back. Understand?"
Lan Mu didn't need to give him a detailed plan. In order to perform well and fight for leniency, Edwin would do everything he could. Lan Mu didn't need to worry at all.
He wouldn't dare take the chance to escape. If he failed, what awaited him would be unbearable terror.
Edwin didn't even have the courage to try. Doing what he was told was his only way out.
On the main planet, Lan Mu silently watched the figurine change.
It went from a blurry human silhouette to a richer image.
A smooth head appeared in front of Lan Mu. He stared at it for a long time but couldn't recognize who it was.
"Not even a hair? There are a lot of bald heads. Which one is this? "
When the figurine was fully formed, Lan Mu recognized that the bald head without even eyebrows was Saitama.
Wearing yellow tights, he looked like a yellow street lamp.
"If it's Saitama, it's hard to determine his strength, right?"
There was nothing that couldn't be solved with one punch. If there was, then two punches.
It sounded nice, but the information wasn't detailed or absolute. In terms of specific performance, the original work's worldview was too ordinary, so in reality, his strength wasn't necessarily the root algorithm.
In Lan Mu's eyes, Bolos, the overlord of the universe where Saitama resided, was inferior to Dante.
If Cell was placed in that universe, he would be able to reach Saitama's level.
If one's power could not reach a level where one could not perform without using the origin algorithm, the universe would not force it to be exaggerated.
According to Lan Mu's understanding, Saitama's so-called one-punch KO was probably caused by her being too strong.
Because Saitama could control her own power, her combat power fluctuated greatly when she faced different enemies.
But Saitama could not control the origin algorithm by himself. He did not have something like the seventh sense or a small universe. If the big universe wanted to adapt to him, its power would have to be a passive origin algorithm.
This meant that the upper limit of one's physical fitness had been raised. It was impossible to estimate how high it was. It could be at Cell's level or even higher.
"It's hard to be certain. There's a clear difference between him and Saga."
The strength of Saga and the other Saint Seiyas was clearly described in terms of the speed of light and the amount of information that could shatter galaxies, but they lacked the ability to express it. So, if the big universe wanted to adapt to them, it would have to rely on the origin algorithm.
But Saitama's power did not have clear data. If one looked at external objects as a foil, the enemies he KOed were too weak. The most they could do was destroy Earth. There was no need for the origin algorithm to explain it.
"His power should only be at Cell's level …"
…
The main planet was not completely desolate. The people in the cannery could take turns to get some fresh air on the ground. After an hour, they would be taken into the cannery, and another batch would be released.
The humans on Earth were divided into more than 20 batches. They took turns to move around freely.
It could be said that the humans on the main planet were much happier than those in space. Most of them were between 15 and 35 years old. It was the time for them to reproduce.
Many people only had the chance to meet each other during this time. They searched for each other in the crowd and cherished the short hour they had.
Some of them were couples. They met each other and fell in love with each other during the few chances they had to meet each other. Then, they had to give birth to a certain number of children.
Some of them were friends. They tried their best to talk about things from the shallow knowledge they had. They did not have to do anything anyway. They had to think about many boring problems every day while locked in the cannery. They just waited for this one hour to talk to their friends. Then, they went back to meditate and came out to talk again. The cycle repeated.
People cherished the time they had when they were young. They knew that when they grew old, they would be locked in space forever, waiting for the death penalty.
Until … a big bald head appeared in the crowd.
The big bald head was Saitama. He was observing this strange world in amazement. There were many steel cylindrical buildings in the city. It was as if the whole city was a steel forest.
There were no cars, no advertisements, and no supermarkets.
On the streets, only humans could be seen, densely packed with naked humans.
"This is not Earth … I've been kidnapped by aliens!"
Saitama wandered around. He did not know what to do, and he did not know how to speak the language here.
Gradually, more and more people stared at him with fear on their faces.
Because he was wearing clothes! In this civilization, wearing clothes meant that he was a resident of the satellite. If he was a man, it meant that he was the son or grandson of the lost Overlord, Edwin.
Saitama did not know what was going on. Wherever he went, people would avoid him in fear.
He wanted to understand the situation, but no one answered him. The native humans did not speak the language of Earth.
At this time, Lan Mu was monitoring him through Feifu's means. Edwin was doing the same.
"Is this the guy? He looks so weak. He's just a mortal! So I just have to kill him and the mission will be completed! "
Edwin was very excited. He felt that this mission was too easy. He had to perform well!
On the surface, Saitama was indeed a mortal. It could be seen from the way he walked. Every step he took was very casual. The strength of his arm swinging was also very natural. He did not look like a superhuman with a strong body at all.
There was no energy intensity. His combat power was very low! His spiritual power was also not very good. He was a complete piece of trash!
Edwin could not be blamed for looking down on Saitama. To be honest, even Lan Mu felt that it was a little strange that he was so weak.
If he did not know Saitama, Lan Mu would not have thought that he was a strong person at all.
Lan Mu knew Saitama, but Edwin did not. He directly sent a few of his sons to capture Saitama.
A few small spaceships flew in the sky. Very metallic weapons were pointed at Saitama.
Saitama looked at the spaceships in a daze and muttered, "They are indeed aliens …"
"Hey! Send me back! "
Edwin's sons could of course understand Saitama's language. After all, it was the language of Earth. The spaceship's mainframe could automatically translate it.
"Ignore him. Capture him. Kill him if he resists!"
A mechanical hand extended from the bottom of the spaceship and captured Saitama.
Saitama was grabbed by the waist and then taken into a cannery.
The commotion here attracted the attention of all the humans in the city. They looked at Saitama in fear.
Saitama was still shouting, "You are too rude!" His legs kept shaking as if he could not break free from the mechanical hand.
Edwin shook his head in the dark. A person that could be captured by a spaceship was too weak.
Unsurprisingly, Saitama was locked in a cannery and was still banging on the door.
"Are you sending me back?" He still thought that the aliens were going to send him back to Earth.
But then, the cannery where Saitama was locked was stuffed into the cannery array and treated like all the other humans.
Not only that, but when the release time was over, all the humans were forcibly captured and locked in the cannery to wait for the next release.
The humans were aggrieved and reluctant to part with each other as the machines forced them into the narrow canned area.
"This human's strength is too weak. He is exactly the same as a normal person …"
"Boom!"
Edwin observed from afar. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the cannery explode and the metal door fly far away.
Saitama said calmly, "So you are locking me up …"
He finally realized that he had been captured …
At the same time, he also saw countless people being locked in the cannery. He instantly understood the source of the people's strange expressions and fear.
From the surface, one could tell how extreme the oppression of a clothed person on a naked person was.
Saitama raised his head and looked at the ring in the night sky. It was a planetary ring formed by countless canneries.
He lowered his head and stepped on the ground formed by countless canneries …
"Don't tell me that there are only humans in here."
His bald head reflected light, and even his expression became blurry, unable to be seen clearly.
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