Frank shook his head. "I won't dodge. Come at me all you want!"The weirdo was stunned. "Really?""Of course!" Frank laughed. "Come on!"Considering that it never hurt to try, the weirdo lunged viciously at Frank, only to watch in shock as the wound on Frank's body rapidly closed itself, and much quicker than the weirdo could move!"H-How is this possible?" the weirdo blurted.Frank smiled. "What's impossible about it? You were saying that I was holding back, but I can tell you in no uncertainty that I wasn't—I simply have no reason to go all out when my opponent is so weak."So? Are you willing to take a bet now?"The weirdo was absolutely overjoyed—even if his true form would not die if this clone was destroyed, his abilities would disappear.But if he fled, he could retain his abilities, and he would have a better chance against Frank next time since he learned about Frank's abilities!With that in mind, the weirdo said, "Well, you've made your bed. You just have to sleep o
Frank smiled. "Well, it's not entirely your fault since you've been abroad for a while."Anyway, there's no reason to jinx yourself or others. Even from a psychological perspective, pessimism can lead to autosuggestion, and you'd find yourself unable to hold yourself together when it matters and mess up."In worse case scenarios when you keep telling yourself to give up, you'd end up dying for nothing. Do you know what I mean?"Moxxi kept nodding in silence.So that was why she spotted Jada smirking in the corner of her eye.And here she thought the bitch was being nice for once—she was just waiting for her to fall into her own trap!In fact, seeing that Frank was not being too upset, Jada pressed, "Mr. Frankton, that has nothing to do with being abroad. The average person is never that pessimistic."Moxxi shot a vicious glare at Jada right then but did not dare snap since this was really her fault in the first place.However, Frank waved Jada off. "That's enough—cut it out alr
Frank patted Moxxi's head. "Just remember that the philosophy and norms abroad doesn't necessarily apply locally. Being too blunt can also be interpreted as self-centeredness and disregard for others. People are social animals, so why not be considerate to others?"Moxxi nodded. "I see! Don't worry, I will correct myself from now on."Frank smiled. "Being able to change is a good thing."With those words, he led Moxxi and Jada on another route and ran into a familiar face in the chief ranger.He was covered in mud, as he must have hurried to assist the rescue effort right away.It seemed that he was being substituted and heading off for a break, and he exclaimed in delight when he saw Frank, "What brings you here, kid?"Frank smiled in turn. "I heard there's trouble up here, so I came to see if I can help."Naturally, the chief ranger was well aware of Frank's abilities, even if the other rangers were not. He promptly gave up on taking a break and led Frank to the rescue command
To be precise, the rescue leader would rather keep up appearances and have the rescue effort fail than allow anyone to point out his mistake, even if it meant people died for it.Shrugging, he said, "The landslide didn't come our way, did it? Basically nothing happened—quit being so paranoid.""Really?" Frank suddenly asked, having already had enough of the man and intent on teaching him a lesson.The rescue leader wheeled on him. "Who do you think you are?! Who allowed you to talk here?! Who even brought you here?!"Then, wheeling on the chief ranger, he snapped, "Was it you?! You're fired this instant!"It was the first time that the chief ranger slipped up, and the rescue leader was not about to let that slip!However, he did not know that he was messing with the wrong people.In fact, the chief ranger laughed. "Alright, fire me all you want. Let's hope you're alive to see it!"Even before the rescue leader had the time to ponder upon what the chief ranger just said, another
Fortunately for the rescue leader, the chief ranger was not planning on killing him.Catching the rescue leader at the last possible moment, the chief ranger smirked. "Run your mouth again, and I'll really let you fly."It worked this time, as the rescue leader was hysterical and yelling through tears, "This is harassment! This isn't over yet!"The chief ranger snorted. "This isn't over yet, you say? But you see, I could kill you, and one wouldn't even bat an eye!"The rescue leader shook his head, laughing. "No chance! Blood calls for blood! It's a tale as old as time!"The chief ranger sneered. "True, but evidence matters these days! Do you think I'm capable of launching another adult man into the air? Hell, even if I did it in full view of the public, I know for sure that I can escape unscathed."The rescue leader was left speechless—that much was true.Forget anyone else. The rescue leader himself had personally experienced how it felt to be thrown up into the skies, but eve
The chief ranger had no idea that he had fallen for a trap and left with Frank and the others to get some rest.In the lounge, Jada was feeling bored and scrolled through her phone when she stumbled on an article, titled 'Rescuer so incompetent, he couldn't even defend himself.'There was nothing to hide about it, so Jada showed the chief ranger right then, sighing. "Those journalists are horrible, playing word tricks to blame everything on you, when they could report on the incompetence of the rescue leader."While Jada appeared indignant, the chief leader appeared calm. "They can blame me all they want—it's not our first rodeo."The journalists are horrible, but the people in charge shouldn't treat rescue efforts like a game either. As long as it wasn't that dire, they always sent fools to take over command… And when I say command, I mean cause trouble."People would die pointlessly because of that, and journalists used to report it unbiased. But if they did, they would either b
The chief ranger sighed. "I can understand being altruistic, kid, but strength doesn't solve all problems."Frank laughed. "Are you sure I'm just good in a fight? The behavior of upper management is definitely terrible—if someone like me would simply let it slide, what would happen to the ordinary folk?"The chief ranger no longer hesitated and told the intern everything he knew.Soon, her article blew up on the internet, with netizens everywhere outraged.Management naturally could not just let it slide.Horace Gagne, the person in charge, promptly sent his people after the intern and the chief ranger, only to find that they were both in Frank's homestay cottage.As both groups convened, they reported to Horace right away despite their surprise.Horace was certainly no fool—he knew that someone was setting this scene.But so what about it? He had plenty of ways to bury his opponent.And with that, his thugs all stormed into the first floor living room to find Frank seated on
The middle-aged man frowned.He knew that the intern and the chief ranger would take convincing, but they did not even care to listen. "Actually, neither of you have any control over your lives now."And with that, he turned to leave.This was a homestay, after all—a fight would only further complicate the situation, which was why he did not want to do it here.However, just because he could bear with it did not mean that Frank could. "Hold it. Don't you think you're disrespecting me by leaving so quickly?"The middle-aged man stopped and turned, seemingly interested. "And where did you get the confidence to threaten me?"Frank simply smiled.At the very next instant, the middle-aged man and his dozen goons were sent flying.Then, even before they could get up, Frank had already cut up and stamped his foot on the middle-aged man's face."W-Who the hell are you?"He had worked for Horace for a while, but someone as bothersome as Frank was the first.Even if he was stupid, he
Baldie dropped to his knees with a thud.Not only did Frank possess superior abilities, but he had a functioning moral compass too?He certainly deserved the power of the spiritron vein!Baldie then said, "I guess I should warn you that there are people who keep their hands clean. They would do anything to further their mysterious goals, so you should watch out."Frank chuckled. "Don't worry. I never hold back when I should kill—just listen to the reverend, and leave if there's nothing else, or I might change my mind."At those words, Baldie turned to run without lingering another second. Frank then turned toward the beggar. "Is this what you want?"The beggar nodded, clearly not bothered to hide anything. "To be honest, I've been considering an issue—do all the people who gain superpowers deserve it? The dragon inside you, for example… I can't say that it's anything good."Frank nodded, smiling—she was right about that, as he thought the same himself.After all, it had done
Frank smiled, shaking his head. "No, you misunderstand. What I mean is that she's right. The paranormal, your mystical artifact—it all works using the same principle: You're all just a little stronger than the average martial artist."However, when you're up against the real deal like me, you're relatively weak and easily dealt with."Baldie was left flabbergasted. "No, no, no… That's impossible! We're not the same as martial artists. None of you stand a chance against us!"Frank shook his head. "What you're saying is impossible. Your kind is simply more gifted, while martial artists are less, and that's the only reason you're stronger than most martial artists."Baldie dropped to his knees with a thud, shaking his head repeatedly as there was nothing more that could tear him up inside.He had always believed that even if he was not divine, he was still an envoy among the mortals like the priests and monks in fiction. Naturally, he was convinced that the day would come when he tra
After strutting for so many years, this was the first time anyone had seen through the depth of Frank's abilities in its entirety.That alone set Baldie apart from the rest, or at least the average martial artist, if not placing him scarily high over them.Still, Baldie warned, "Word of advice, kid—mind your own business. This isn't my choice, as there's a larger faction at work here, and you'd be in trouble if you rubbed them the wrong way.""Really?"His warning only pleased Frank further.After all, this meant that there were more powerful individuals like Baldie!In fact, Frank was just getting sick of being invincible, or he would not have been amusing himself by tormenting baddies.And with Baldie's words, he found himself a new hobby… He had plenty of time to spare anyway, so he should use it!"What's that stupid grin for?"Baldie smiled in wry amusement as he realized what Frank was thinking.To think he had the bad luck to run into someone like him!"Simple, really.
The beggar continued, "The way I see it, those ghosts are basically people with superpowers. They are driven by their own desires to hurt the living, while some have trouble controlling their powers after suddenly awakening to it."Her unexpected explanation actually enlightened Frank.Ghosts and hauntings notwithstanding, they were just people who could do what normal people could not—but they were fundamentally no different!Without hesitation, Frank rushed forward when a tall, well-rounded bald man appeared before he reached the graves. "Does no one ever listen?" He laughed coldly.Frank felt a powerful burst of energy from his words—he was clearly trying to make them obey, but they were not listening!"In that case, I'd just have to be tough on you!"At those words, a bead appeared on Baldie's palm, and it shot up to the sky!At the same time, an unusual energy converged and ultimately morphed into a monster.It was basically a pile of rotting flesh crawling with maggots.
Frank smiled, shaking his head. "Don't worry—I'm neither blind nor deaf. I knew what was happening from the start, and I'd be even more upset if I were in your shoes."The stall owner sighed in relief at Frank's words and turned to leave, not forgetting to curse the beggar under his breath.At the same time, the beggar straightened herself off the ground and sat cross-legged, whipping out a large meatloaf out of nowhere and chomping down on it.Frank sat beside her too, not bothered that he was wearing an expensive suit and certainly not concerned about getting it dirty."So, do I pass your test, reverend?"The beggar said nothing, instead handing Frank the meatloaf that her dirty hands had left darkened. "Hurry up. It's good."Frank took it, not minding it at all and finishing it in a few bites. "It's good, but I can make something better. How about it?"The beggar was suddenly on her feet, stretching her back and yawning. "Next time. I'm busy.""What is it? Can't I help?" Fra
After Mr. Creston handed Frank his phone, Frank nodded. "Good, at least you're cooperating. So you can do it yourself!"Mr. Creston was left befuddled—what the hell?! He was already being so cooperative, and the brat still wanted him dead?!"Friend, a gentleman is as good as his word," he said. "People would laugh at you.""Laugh at me?" Frank chuckled coolly. "Who would dare laugh at me? Also, I think it might happen if I don't wipe out people like you.""What…!"As Mr. Creston realized from Frank's calm tone that he was not letting him off the hook, he ran without hesitation.But to Frank, he was slower than a tortoise and disappeared in the blink of an eye.Frank then whipped out Mr. Creston's phone and called the number in it.A coquettish woman answered the call. "Hey, buddy!"Frank laughed at the way she greeted him as if they were old friends. "Reverend Quietus, I presume? Why don't we meet up, if you don't mind?""I certainly don't mind." The woman laughed too. "Who
Frank smiled and nodded. "Ladies like you are rare these days."Drunken Moon snapped her fingers, grinning. "That's exactly why we need to work hard to eliminate all the terrible women. There would be more good girls that way, don't you agree?"I'm not out to make men happy—just to set a standard for my fellow girls. Not everything is black and white, since anything can be relative. Even if men were all gone, bad women would still be bad women. Don't you agree?"Frank nodded in agreement.Thirty minutes later, the stout Mr. Creston sat up on the bed, clearly startled.Frank, who was watching from a bird's eye view, was caught by surprise—how did that man sense his presence?Still, he understood when he saw that Mr. Creston was holding a gleaming yellow talisman.Shock soon turned to curiosity as Frank thought most street geomancers these days were conmen, but somehow, a working talisman was there right in front of him. Hence, Frank made up his mind to find them right then."I
Frank was not only the smart guy out there in the whole right world. In other words, Mr. Creston had that in mind too!He was helping because he had felt insulted after Frank flexed on him earlier, and Dani was still useful to him—for now.When she handed over the company, however, he would not hesitate to kick her out! On top of that, he would make sure that she took the fall for all the dirty deeds they did together.In the end, she would not even be able to defend herself, while suffering lawsuits and public condemnation!Even so, she said, "I understand now. But it's never too late—I swear I'll change if you give me a chance!"Frank simply turned to Zein. "Actually, this man had the right idea—if he gave you a chance, who would give him one?"We're all adults here, so act your age. I'm sure you understand how a good opinion, once lost, is lost forever.""I get it!" Dani quickly said. "You don't have to keep me around, just—""No!" Frank snapped and crushed her left hand und
Dani was under the impression that even if the goons were not the best, they were on the cusp of reaching that level anyway.It turned out to be just her wishful thinking—when against the truly powerful, she was a lamb at the mercy of the butcher's knife, no matter how many people she brought! "To be honest, I'm curious as to what you're thinking." Frank snorted as he strode up to Dani. "Why dump a man who loves you dearly for some prick you don't even know? Being abused in that state and still thinking that you'd chosen wisely—do you actually have a brain?"Seeing her launching, he knew she was not listening, and he tore her ear off!The horrific pain jolted Dani to her senses, and she was left clutching what remained of her ear as she stared at the seemingly handsome man.She was under the impression that Frank would let her live even if she lost, but it was once again wishful thinking.He would kill her, and savagely at that!And she was certainly right, since Frank had ne