The Next Step, Going Out For Business

Delia had never been so surprised in her life.

Even the zombie virus outbreak or Johnson and Monica having sex in front of her just now had not surprised her so much.

She clearly saw that the four mechanical arms on the workbench were actually working on their own.

As for Johnson, he was watching this scene quietly with his arms folded.

She didn't know anything about mechanics.

But she was no fool.

How could a machine work on its own?

Even if they did, they would have to have the procedures and commands set first, right?

But she was pretty sure Johnson hadn't set up any program. She was confident of her hearing.

At this moment, as though sensing Delia's gaze, Johnson smiled and turned his head.

"Why? Are you surprised?"

Hearing this, Delia tried her best to maintain a calm expression as she replied blandly,

"Nope."

She coolly turned back to continue her purification work.

She didn't want to act like a country bumpkin in front of Johnson.

But this reaction made Johnson want to laugh even more.

Because he knew Delia was putting on an act.

This kind of mechanical platform was not a product of this world. Normal people would only be surprised when they saw it.

If anyone was not surprised instead, that would be weird.

However, Johnson didn't expose her. He had plenty of time to show his strength in the future, so there was no need to rush.

Since the Mechanic workstation had already started working, he did not need to bother about it anymore. He could maximise his time in doing other things.

For example, installing surveillance cameras!

Johnson smiled and addressed both of them,

"I'll be going out to do some errands. It won't take long."

Monica replied sweetly,

"Why don't you bring some kitchenware back today? I want to cook for you."

Johnson thought about it and agreed.

He also wanted to eat hot food, not snacks like chocolate and chips every day.

Delia said without turning her head,

"The contaminated water is almost completely cleansed. I suggest we get some more."

"Okay."

Johnson smiled.

Of course, the more water there was, the better. After all, it would be a waste not to use the free labor. It would not be a bad thing to prepare a large amount of clean drinking water.

Thus, Johnson went out with two empty hiking bags.

However, he put the two backpacks into the system storage the moment he stepped out of the base.

Then, he boarded the truck.

After starting the engine, the truck slowly drove forward. In front of it was the mountain of zombie corpses.

Johnson wasn't sure the truck could manage to push the bodies, but he could try.

The truck slowly moved forward until it came into contact with the zombie corpses.

Then, he could no longer move forward.

Johnson squinted and stepped hard on the accelerator.

However, the truck couldn't move an inch forward.

After all, there were too many corpses here. Just a glance would allow one to already see hundreds of zombie corpses.

Johnson smiled helplessly.

It seemed that there was no way to slack off. They had to use bulldozers or shovels to clean up the corpses.

Getting off the truck, Johnson left the premises on foot.

He had two plans for this trip. One was to install surveillance cameras, and the other was to bring back kitchenware, ingredients, and water.

To put it bluntly, it was still those two points.

Security needs and living needs.

As long as there were surveillance cameras, Johnson would be able to detect any zombies nearby.

If it was an ordinary zombie, it could be killed on the spot.

If it was a special mutated zombie, it would allow him to quickly formulate a countermeasure.

Therefore, the installation of surveillance cameras had to be done, and the sooner the better.

After a while, he came to a road junction. Johnson looked up, selecting the tallest building in the junction.

For things like surveillance cameras, the higher the floor it was place on, the better.

Johnson chose was a residential building, as to whether there were still people alive within, he did not know.

Of course, it had nothing to do with him either way.

He was not a saint. There was no need to save everyone.

In this world, it was enough to save himself and the people around him.

Johnson walked up the stairs to the roof while holding his Electromagnetic Machine Gun.

This was in the event that there were zombies that hadn't been killed hiding inside.

However, on his journey up to the roof, Johnson did not discover any zombies along the way.

He didn't know to count it as him being lucky or to be regretful.

After all, the alarm clock and the bomb had caused too much of a commotion.

In addition, Johnson had driven the toy car to almost every corner of the area.

Therefore, all the zombies nearby were attracted to it.

And they were all blown up.

After arriving at the roof, Johnson walked to the corner of the roof facing the intersection and started installing his surveillance cameras.

Johnson did not need to create the surveillance cameras on the spot. After all, he had retrieved completely intact ones from outside.

All Johnson had to do was install it, and then find a screen to place at home and connect it remotely with the cameras.

As a mechanic, Johnson had no difficulty installing surveillance cameras.

He quickly installed the first camera.

After adjusting the angle and making sure the camera could cover the entire intersection, Johnson stood up.

However, the moment he stood up, he seemed to have seen something from the corner of his eyes. He immediately took out his Electromagnetic Machine Gun and aimed at that spot.

Was that a silhouette that just flashed past?