Completing the Surveillance, Ensuring Security

After working on it for a while, Johnson managed to connect the screens to the electrical supply.

The four big screens lit up at the same time.

Each screen was divided into 20 pieces, showing the real-time images captured by 20 cameras.

In total, the four screens provided the surveillance camera feed of 80 cameras.

Johnson smiled in satisfaction.

With this surveillance, Johnson would be able to observe and monitor the entire district.

Then Johnson moved away from the screens to work on constructing more stuff..

At this moment, Monica walked over curiously. When she saw the big screens, she exclaimed,

"Oh my goodness, did you make all this?"

Johnson answered without turning around.

"There are finished products everywhere. Why would I need to make one myself?"

Monica stuck out her tongue when she heard this answer.

Indeed, with Johnson's abilities, it was a waste of his time and effort to make cameras.

This was a 'scientist' who could even make a miraculous machine gun that didn't require any ammunition!

He also created that "small cabinet" that could cleanse nuclear pollution, a workbench with four robotic arms that could work automatically.

There were also all kinds of miraculous tools.

Furthermore…

Monica could not help but glance at Johnson.

This man even had superpowers!

Such a man was simply amazing.

At this moment, Delia walked over, frowning slightly as she stared at the four large screens.

"There are so many images that one person can't manage. There are too many to pay attention to at all times."

She wasn't picking on Johnson's faults. She was simply stating facts.

It was already near the limit for one person to watch 20 surveillance videos at the same time.

There was no point to putting up so many images if they could not pay attention to them at all times. If the viewer ended up missing anything, it would be even more dangerous.

That was because having the surveillance cameras around would definitely make people lower their guard.

He might as well not have any surveillance cameras.

Johnson didn't bother looking up again as he answered.

"I have a solution for that."

Hearing Johnson's confident words, Delia didn't say anything else.

Since he had a solution for it, there was nothing much she had to pick on.

Delia returned to the mini purifier to begin her purification work.

Although this purification work was boring, she still worked diligently.

On the one hand, it was because she needed the water to keep her life going. On the other hand, it was because she had this agreement with Johnson.

So long as she contributed to the work. Johnson would provide her with supplies and living conditions.

This was a reasonable trade.

She even felt that she had profited from it.

...

Time ticked by. Johnson returned to the screen later on and loaded a programme.

Then, Johnson stood in front of the camera and started recording his personal information.

Meanwhile, Monica and Delia watched curiously from the side.

After Johnson finished recording, he moved to the side and said,

"Monica, it's your turn."

"What is this?"

Monica asked as she walked to the camera.

Johnson explained as he operated the programme,

"This is a biometric recording, where the camera will record and remember your appearance. This way, any scene of your appearance captured on the screen will not cause any alarm."

Monica nodded her head, half understanding and half not, but Delia's eyes lit up.

"Are you saying that any person or creature that has not been recorded will issue an alarm once they enter the monitoring area?"

"That's right." Johnson smiled.

This was his greatest reliance.

Johnson, of course, knew that it was impossible for a single person to keep an eye on 80 surveillance images at the same time.

However, if it could be solved with technology, why would they need manpower?

After Monica finished recording, Delia also stood in front of the camera and recorded her biometrics.

Finally, Johnson activated the alarm system.

At the same time, he gave Monica and Delia a warning device each.

As long as any unidentified creature entered the range of the camera, all the alarms would sound out simultaneously.

He had given them one each to prevent any accidents.

In the event only he held the warning device and he went out, wouldn't they not be able to receive any alarms?

Johnson finally felt more relieved after settling all the issues with security.

That way, he finally wouldn't have to worry about zombies entering the neighborhood without his knowledge.

He turned to address Monica:

"Is the pasta cooked?"

Monica was stunned for a while. Then, she exclaimed,

"Crap, I forgot!"

She scrambled to the "kitchen" and opened the lid of the pot.

A faint burnt smell immediately filled the entire factory. From this smell, it could be determined that all the food had been wasted.

Johnson: ...

Delia: ...

Was this person really reliable?

Johnson turned to Delia and gave her a questioning look.

The meaning was clear: Can you cook?

Delia's face was rather awkward as she turned her gaze away.

Obviously, the answer was negative.

Johnson sighed.

"Forget it, let me do it."

Delia and Monica both turned toward Johnson at the same time.

"You can cook?!"