After hearing the truth, Domi was overcome with indescribable anger.

    The years of hardship he endured while wandering the wilderness with the fake Arina flashed through his mind. For him, who was not yet an adult, the long, painful, endless time of wandering in the wilderness.

    I wanted to rush in right away, but it was clear that I would die at that moment.

    That’s why.

    “Then give me a chance to kill you.”

    Domi said so.

    He threw away the titles he used to call me Mr. Harmon or Mr. Uncle, and glared at me with distorted eyes.

    “Huh?”

    “I’m not asking you to kill me. Give me a chance to fight you one-on-one and kill you.”

    “Hmm.”

    “No.”

    Undine spoke firmly, but Harmon waved his hand.

    “Okay, okay. I’ve gotten this much from this guy so far, so this should be fine. Alright. Let me kill you. I’ll give you the things you need.”

    Harmon said with a smile.

    “It’s better to make sure of the transaction.”

    “I don’t think that’s something a guy who tricked and stole a humanoid should say.”

    Harmon ignored Dahlia’s stinging remark.

    People of this era are basically equipped with this level of shamelessness.

    “This is perfect timing. Let’s use this opportunity to have a festival.”

    “Are you talking about the competition?”

    “Yeah. Set up a cage in the center square of the town. We’ll fight Domi there. After the fight, let those who want to prove their strength fight each other as much as they want. And open a gambling table for people. Let them bet on who will win. Let the other guys gather around there and do business if they want.”

    Finally, Harmon pointed to the sea bream.

    “Give this guy a powered suit.”

    * * *

    So a few days later, Harmon announced it in a big way and the fighting festival began.

    “Let’s make a sport using this as a stepping stone.”

    Regardless of what Harmon thought, everyone cheered for the fight festival.

    A stable living foundation built on continuous development. A festival of fighting taking place on top of that.

    Even the one fighting is the village’s leader, Hamon! The opponent is Domi, a former member of the Guldari Guild (who was thought to have disappeared because he had not been seen for so long)!

    Even the product is a humanoid that Harmon has, called Undine.

    Everyone was excited and crowded into the square on the day the fight broke out.

    “Fight! Fight! Fight! ”

    “When are you going to fight!”

    “I’m hungry! Give me food!”

    “ Don’t throw money, fuck you again!

    “Alcohol! Oily! Give me everything you have!”

    “There’s this much?”

    “Uh, um, just five glasses, please.”

    “Who are you going to bet on? I think the younger Domi would be better. The boss also provides a powered suit.”

    “No… The boss must have given him a powered suit because he was confident. But why is the boss like this? There’s nothing written on the equipment.”

    “Are you really going to fight with your bare body?”

    The crowd that had gathered swarmed around the square and enjoyed themselves by eating and drinking at hastily set up stalls, and some of the quick-footed ones even hired sex dolls or prostitutes to walk around with them or have sex with them to pass the time.

    In the meantime, for several days, Hamon and Domi each waited for their time in the cage set up in the center of the square, inside the iron fence, and in the two tents that were the only ones separated from the outside.

    “Master. Are you sure you don’t need to use anything?”

    “It’s okay. I’m just trying to test my body condition.”

    So far, Harmon has tested his physical abilities in several ways.

    I mainly tested it by having a strength test with Lucky, but since Lucky is so strong, it didn’t show any changes, so these days I made a machine to test its strength.

    However, the machine still had its limitations.

    There are limits to testing speed and agility by applying force against a stationary object and moving quickly back and forth around it with a sensor.

    If you want to test something properly, it’s best to do it in a real environment.

    ‘Except for things like Destroy that can’t be tested in real combat.’

    In particular, the environments of the basement and the wilderness, where Harmon mainly experiments with objects, are very different.

    It is only valuable if you can perform well while facing a lot of ‘unexpected situations’ or ‘unforeseen circumstances’ in an environment that was not prepared in the laboratory.

    This time, the test subject is only Harmon’s body.

    “I will intervene if the master is in danger.”

    “Do whatever you want. I won’t let anything get you in trouble.”

    Harmon said this while patting Undine’s worried head, and then looked at Whiskey, who was standing tall without saying anything.

    “You, don’t just barge in without saying anything.”

    “… … Okay.”

    Whiskey finally answers after a long pause. Looking at her, it seems like she was planning to intervene as soon as she felt that Harmon was in danger.

    Of course, Harmon doesn’t fight blindly without any preparation.

    Harmon’s countermeasures.

    That was Dahlia.

    As a medical humanoid, she had the power to heal most injuries.

    When the atmosphere was heated up to its peak after spending so much time there, Harmon, who had pushed all the humanoids out of the cage, was the first to clear the tent and reveal himself.

    Everyone was surprised when Harmon appeared, dressed in his usual white shirt and jeans.

    “No, are you really fighting with your bare hands?!”

    “The boss is crazy!”

    Then, as soon as Domi appeared in his powered suit, he was met with boos.

    “Wooo!”

    “How dare you touch the boss!”

    “If you’re a collector in this town, you must have been indebted to the boss!”

    “You piece of trash! Are you that hungry for women!”

    “Actually, I want a humanoid too!”

    Domi ground his teeth at the pouring boos.

    ‘It was mine. It was mine. It was taken from me, you little shits. If you don’t know, then shut up.’

    I suspected that Harmon had done something stupid with the powered suit, but after receiving the powered suit yesterday, I found out that he didn’t do anything stupid with the powered suit itself.

    Instead, Domi was unable to use her parents’ belongings, including the hoverboard she normally used. Instead, she received a powered suit, a much more superior weapon, from Harmon.

    “Now all that’s left is to get fucked in front of people, you piece of trash.”

    “Good. The atmosphere is good. If we can continue this atmosphere by betting on prizes, we can establish the sport.”

    Harmon, who doesn’t care about Domi’s growling and such, is satisfied with the fact that he has laid the foundation for cultural development.

    After what seemed like a brief moment of fighting, Isaiah, who was inside the cage as the referee, raised the pistol Harmon had made for him.

    “Okay then!”

    Taang!

    A single bullet is fired.

    “The match begins!”

    The moment that sound rang out, Domi threw all his anger into throwing a punch at Harmon.

    Kwaaang!!

    A punch with such force that it would instantly turn a normal person into meat dough was struck down on Hamon.

    “Hmm. It hurts a little.”

    Harmon, who was hit by a punch without even trying to defend himself, thought as he caught Domi’s fist in his face.

    ‘As expected, the gap between strength and endurance is serious.’

    The power Harmon obtained through metal cells is not that great because the metal cells have not yet fully grown.

    However, the durability of the artificial skin mixed with the Harmon surpasses even Luck. This durability has been growing steadily over the past few months, and now it is difficult for a 300-size humanoid to destroy the Harmon.

    “No, what is this!”

    Domi was startled and reflexively hit Harmon’s side with his knee.

    Wood crack!

    There was a cracking sound as the ribs near his side collided with Domi’s knees, but even that, Harmon’s ribs endured it without even a single crack.

    “What, what is that?”

    “Isn’t that a light hit?”

    “How could that be! The ground is cracking like that from the recoil of the blow!”

    “What the hell is Mr. Harmon doing…?”

    “Is that a person?”

    Harmon, who had calmly endured two attacks, swung his fists with a smile.

    CQC was developed to deal with machine weapons. The main attack method there is to break the circuits.

    In human terms, it targets blood vessels and nerves.

    Bam!

    The protruding bone portion of Harmon’s fist squeezed through the gap in the powered suit, impacting the circuit board and circuitry within.

    Normally, you would have to attack with a separate piece of equipment on top of your fist, but Harmon used his ignorant durability as a weapon to attack.

    It’s a technology that has always been successful in the lab.

    ‘It’s out.’

    This time it was different.

    The opponent is Domi. He is smaller and more built than the opponents Harmon usually practices with, and as a collector he has always faced danger, so he is very good at defense and evasion.

    The survival skills and honed senses that naked humans inevitably acquire in order to fight wild machines.

    ‘That’s perfect. Let’s check the technique like this.’

    There are unknown dangers in this world.

    There are beings from that war era who have survived and existed until now, lurking somewhere, from the era of destruction.

    Knowing that, Harmon could not be satisfied with ‘adequate level’.

    He was always prepared for the worst, and he would hone his skills in case danger ever came his way.

    Domi was supposed to be the start.

    Domi looked at Harmon, who was smiling but still looking at her.

    Strange and unusual eyes.

    Even though he was hit head-on by the powered suit, his skin was intact, not even bruised or torn.

    ‘… … Ah, shit.’

    Suddenly, I felt like running away.

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