HP Mall, a commercial landmark in M City.
This giant shopping mall covering an area of more than 100,000 square meters is like a miniature city.
A seven-story circular building rises from the ground, and its glass curtain wall sparkles coldly in the sun.
As the largest comprehensive shopping mall in several surrounding towns, it has everything from luxury goods to daily necessities, and even has a special technology product area and a fresh food supermarket.
But the most attractive thing is the weekly special sales.
"Today's special! Fresh beef ribs half price! Buy one get one free eggs!"
"The last day of the JPY exchange event! Spend 5,000 yen and get a lottery ticket!"
"Big clearance sale in the home appliance section! If you miss it today, you'll have to wait another year!"
Amid the constant sound of promotional broadcasts, crowds of people surged in the spacious aisles like migrating schools of fish.
Di Wang lowered the brim of his hat and moved flexibly among the crowd.
In order to go out, he changed into casual clothes.
The dark grey hooded sweatshirt, black overalls and the baseball cap that almost covered half of his face perfectly blended in with the weekend shopping crowd.
Only the three scars that occasionally appear from under the brim of his hat reveal the true identity of this "strongest man on earth."
"Make way! Make way!"
A housewife pushing a shopping cart full of discounted toilet paper rushed through the crowd and almost got killed.
He quickly dodged to the side, but his eyes were always searching for a specific figure in the crowd.
"According to the timeline of the work, Saitama should have already met Genos and handled the House of Evolution incident together."
Di Wang thought as he walked, "If I could run into them in the supermarket, I could not only confirm the plot, but maybe also..."
His thoughts were interrupted by a loud noise.
There was a group of people gathered in the home appliance area in front, and in the middle stood a salesman in a cheap suit, shouting at the top of his lungs to sell something.
"The latest model of robot vacuum cleaner! Original price 99999 yen, today's special price is only 19999! Don't miss it..."
Di Wang shook his head and quickened his pace to leave the area.
His primary goal on this trip was to purchase a mechanical prosthesis.
The plan to pick up the Mosquito Girl and use her fear of Saitama to continue "harvesting" deterrence points has entered the initial stage.
When it comes to actual operation, problems immediately arise:
Are you raising a patient who has lost her limbs and cannot take care of herself in vain, and have to take care of her all the time?
What a joke!
Di Wangyu is essentially the same as his master King, a deep otaku who finds it troublesome to take care of himself on a daily basis, let alone serve a weirdo.
Hire a nanny?
With his high salary as the 7th S-class hero, money is not a problem.
The question is, which ordinary human nanny dares or is willing to take care of a hideous blood-sucking monster?
I was afraid that he would faint before he even entered the door, or that the police would be called the next day.
"We must let her move on her own!" Di Wang concluded in his mind.
Fortunately, although the people's livelihood technology in One Punch Man's world looks similar to that of Earth in the early 21st century, the black technology in some areas is simply breaking through the sky.
Especially...mechanical prostheses.
The "Future Technology" area on the first floor of the mall is where the most advanced technological products in the entire M city are scattered.
The automatic door slid open silently, and the cold air mixed with the smell of metal and plastic hit me in the face.
The booth displayed a variety of dazzling technological products: household robots, holographic projection equipment, smart home systems... and Di Wang's eyes were directly fixed on the "medical assistive equipment" exhibition area in the corner.
"Hello sir, how can I help you?"
A saleswoman in a dark blue uniform skirt came up quickly.
She was about twenty years old, with shoulder-length chestnut curly hair that swayed gently with her steps. The name tag on her chest read "Sato Misaki".
"Are you shopping for your family?" Ms. Sato smiled professionally. "We have a variety of models, from basic models to..."
Her introduction suddenly paused.
When Di Wang looked up inadvertently, Miss Sato's eyes fell on the scar on his face and her pupils suddenly contracted.
"You...you are..."
Di Wang's heart tightened and he was considering whether to deny it. He didn't like the feeling of being surrounded by people, but he saw Miss Sato quickly adjusted her expression and her professionalism overcame her surprise.
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