Retrieving Resources, Monica's Concern and Delia's Curiosity

Johnson heaved a sigh of relief as he kept his Electromagnetic Machine Gun.

He seemed to have vented all his anger with the mass shooting.

Johnson took one last look at the body on the floor, before moving on.

The department store had a total of fifteen floors.

But now, the first to twelfth floors were all ruined by Johnson. All the goods in those floors were as good as trash.

But there was still something useful on the thirteenth to fifteenth floors, and Johnson decided to bring it all back before he left.

Fortunately, the kitchenware and ingredients were on the thirteenth floor and weren't destroyed by Johnson.

Moreover, many of the ingredients had been put into vacuum bags, and the ingredients themselves hadn't been eroded by the surroundings and time.

It was just that they were still affected by the strong nuclear pollution.

As Johnson kept stuffing the ingredients into his backpack, a question popped up in his mind.

If the food turned moldy, could it be purified with a miniature purification device?

Will moldy food return to a fresh state?

If it was possible, this would be a good discovery.

Johnson decided to give it a try if he had the opportunity.

After emptying all the ingredients on the thirteenth floor, Johnson took one of each kitchenware.

He then continued, ascending to the fourteenth floor.

The 14th floor was the electronics section where he had been before. Johnson selected a few large screens and put them in his system backpack. Then he went straight downstairs, returning to the factory.

As for the fifteenth floor…

That was the baby products section.

Johnson didn't think he could use anything there.

Well, at least not for now…

After returning to the factory, Monica immediately checked Johnson's body nervously.

If anyone else had done this, they might have wanted to make sure Johnson wasn't infected.

To put it bluntly, it was for themselves.

But Monica only did this because she was worried if Johnson was hurt.

Towards her sincerity, Johnson could feel it too.

He took the kitchenware out of his Storage.

This was the first time he did this in front of Monica and Delia.

Although he had taken something out in front of Monica before, because of the angle and the lack of focus, Monica never really paid attention to this.

This was the first time she had truly seen Johnson create an item out of thin air.

"W-what's going on?"

Delia's face was filled with shock.

She looked at Johnson and then at Monica. However, she realized that there was some surprise in Monica's eyes. It was just that it was not as strong as her own.

Monica gulped and explained,

"Master Johnson… has superpowers."

"Superpowers?!"

Delia was startled.

Everyone had heard of the term 'superpower'.

But almost no one had seen it with their own eyes.

Delia had always thought that this was just something that was made up in movies. She didn't think that there were really superpowers in the world.

But this time, she saw it with her own eyes.

Now she thought back to the first time Johnson had spoken to her.

She remembered the confidence in Johnson's eyes.

He recalled Johnson saying that she would never want to leave again.

If Johnson was relying on his superpower…

Then everything made sense.

Delia thought about it from her point of view. If she had superpowers, she would probably be so confident.

Johnson smiled,

"There are many things that I can't explain to you for the time being. You will slowly understand them in the future.

"As for now, I still have something to do."

Just as she finished speaking, Monica let out a soft cry and said worriedly,

"Ah… Master, are you going out again?"

Concern and worry was written all over her expression.

Johnson looked at Monica, before laughing.

He leaned forward and kissed Monica lightly, before saying,

"Don't worry, I'm just making something at home. You can prepare to start cooking."

As he spoke, he took out a few ingredients from his Storage.

"Let's have spaghetti, vegetable salad, and seafood soup tonight."

When Monica heard Johnson say that he did not intend to go out, her worried expression immediately turned into a happy one.

She even saluted seriously.

"Yes, sir!"

Johnson shook his head helplessly at her antics.

Towards Monica, Johnson found her likeable yet was somewhat helpless towards her.

He liked her because she was really not a bad person.

He was helpless because Monica's personality was too soft. She did not give Johnson any sense of accomplishment.

Thinking up to here, Johnson glanced at Delia.

He felt that this woman was the one who could give him a sense of accomplishment.

Delia noticed Johnson's gaze and became uncomfortable.

She subconsciously covered her private parts, even though her clothes were very neat.

Johnson couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you doing?"

Delia was embarrassed to make eye contact with Johnson. She turned her head away and said,

"Don't you have superpowers? Then I must… prevent you from seeing it."

Johnson finally understood what she was trying to do.

It seemed like this police belle thought that he might possess an X-ray vision.

Johnson smiled and nodded in response.

"You think of me as too shallow a person. I only look at women who willingly offer themselves to me.

And you'll be dead set on me one day as well."

Ignoring the stunned Delia, Johnson took out his screen and started working.

Looking at Johnson's busy back, Delia couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity about this man…