As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

Saitama nodded, then, as if he had thought of a good idea, said to Abigail:

"By the way, could you use your superpowers to remove the stains from my body?"

"Hey, do you think superpowers are all-powerful? You'd better go back and wash your clothes properly."

Abigail said casually.

"Oh, so it's not that useful after all! Alright, I should head back now. Since you're a superpowered person, you don't need to follow me. Bye-bye."

After saying that, Saitama turned and left.

Watching Saitama's retreating figure, Abigail didn't follow. She suddenly remembered some other things that needed to be dealt with first.

Another day passed, and the effects of Abigail's previous destruction had faded. It must be said that the people of this world had become accustomed to this way of life.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

Early in the morning, Saitama was awakened by a series of loud noises. An angry Saitama immediately opened the door and went to the other side.

bang bang bang...

Saitama knocked on the door, preparing to argue with the customer.

Just then, the door opened, and Abigail appeared in the doorway.

"Hello, good morning, Saitama. We'll be neighbors from now on."

Chapter Seventy: The Mosquito Season

Since arriving in this world, Abigail used her abilities to acquire enough money to spend recklessly for several years. She then hired a renovation team to renovate the house next to Saitama's. And so, she naturally became Saitama's neighbor.

And so, a few days passed. It must be said that this was a world fraught with disasters. In those few days, Abigail had already encountered several strange attacks. Although these were all minor incidents, nothing to be proud of, in this world, ordinary people could be killed at any time by some suddenly appearing monster.

"Haven't you had anything fun to do lately? Baldy, don't you get bored spending your days like this?"

In Saitama's room, Abigail watched boredly as Saitama squatted on his balcony, watering a small cactus with a watering can.

Right now, the television is on, and this news is being broadcast.

"Now for an update: a large swarm of mosquitoes is heading towards Z City. The livestock that have been bitten have turned into mummies. If you encounter a swarm of mosquitoes while you are out, be sure to seek shelter as soon as possible."

Seeing this news, Abigail became slightly interested, remembering that this was the incident where Saitama and Genos first met.

"Seriously, this is a mosquito outbreak, please spare me."

Saitama listened to the news on the balcony and said...

Just as he was watering the cactus, a buzzing sound suddenly appeared beside Saitama, and then a mosquito flew onto his right hand, which he was watering.

Looking at the mosquito, Saitama slowly raised his left hand and then swatted it away, the blow even causing a slight sonic boom.

Abigail, who was sitting idly in her room, heard the sound and went to the balcony.

"What are you doing, you bald guy?"

"Nothing, there was just a mosquito. But I've already killed it."

However, just as Saitama finished speaking, the buzzing sound reappeared beside him.

Upon hearing that voice, Saitama's veins bulged on his forehead, and then...

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Saitama tried to catch it several times, and each time he managed to make a sonic boom, but he just couldn't catch this mosquito.

Later, the mosquitoes even flew onto Saitama's face. Saitama slapped them directly on his left cheek, but it was no use. The mosquitoes continued to fly around Saitama.

Faced with this situation, Saitama put down the watering can and stood up. After standing there quietly for two seconds, Abigail witnessed a fierce battle between a man and mosquitoes.

Snap, snap, snap snap, snap snap snap.

To swat this mosquito, Saitama's speed even exceeded the limits of human vision, although Abigail could clearly see Saitama's movements.

"Oh, here it is, the most powerful creature in history—the mosquito!" Abigail said jokingly, leaning against the door as she watched this scene.

"Hey Abby, aren't you a superhuman? Help me get rid of this mosquito."

After several unsuccessful attempts to kill the mosquito, Saitama turned to Abigail, who was watching from the sidelines, and said...

"Why kill it? It doesn't affect me anyway." Seeing such an interesting scene, Abigail didn't want it to end like this.

Snapped!

Another swipe, but Saitama still couldn't get rid of the pesky mosquito.

"By the way, aren't you afraid of mosquitoes? They're so annoying in this weather. If you get bitten, you'll get a huge welt." Saitama asked Abigail with some doubt while continuing his intense mosquito-swatting work.

"Haha, I always maintain a protective barrier around my body, so mosquitoes can't bite me. I'm not worried about mosquitoes at all in this kind of weather," Abigail explained casually.

"Oh, superpowers are really useful in situations like this. I wish I had superpowers. Anyway, this mosquito is really annoying. Could you please help me and use your superpowers to get rid of it?"

Saitama stopped fighting, feeling a bit tired, and said to Abigail.

“No, solve your own problems.” Abigail refused without hesitation.

"Don't say that. We're friends. Isn't it only natural to ask a friend for help? If you help me, I'll treat you to dinner tonight," Saitama continued to plead.

Hearing Saitama say that, Abigail's lips curled up:

"You said it yourself, tonight I want the most luxurious steak dinner."

Hearing Abigail's request, he hesitated for a moment. He took out his wallet and looked at the loose change inside: "Abigail, look, I only have this much money. I don't think I can afford your beef! How about we have egg rice tonight?"

Seeing Saitama's conciliatory expression, Abigail smiled and said to him:

"No way. You said yourself that you'd treat me to dinner tonight. Since you can't even make sure I eat what I want, why should I help you? Figure it out yourself. It's just a mosquito. Don't tell me you can't even kill one mosquito."

Just then, mosquitoes started buzzing around Saitama again.

"Damn you, you annoying mosquito! I refuse to believe I can't get rid of you today. I'll show you the fruits of human ingenuity."

Saitama walked into the house and, under Abigail's curious gaze, pulled out a can of mosquito repellent spray.

"Mosquitoes, let's have a showdown!"

puff......

Saitama then grabbed the spray and sprayed the mosquito relentlessly. However, this mosquito, perhaps due to its unusual intelligence as a mutated species, flew away the moment Saitama released the spray. But Saitama was already in a frenzy, so he chased after the mosquito, jumping off the street and running wildly, spraying it as he went.

"Don't even think about running away, we haven't decided who's the winner yet!"

Seeing Saitama chase after it, Abigail followed suit. It was rare to encounter something so interesting when she was bored. Abigail wanted to see when Saitama would finally defeat the mosquito, or whether the mosquito would truly become the only creature in the world to defeat the strongest man.

And so, Saitama chased after the mosquitoes, spraying them relentlessly.

"Go for it, Saitama! You're almost done killing the mosquito!"

Abigail watched this amusing scene with delight, occasionally shouting to Saitama. The two of them and the mosquito continued their chase until they reached the highway, where they saw a completely mechanized person and a huge black sphere behind them.

Chapter 71 Saitama finally swatted the mosquito.

"Stop right there! We haven't decided who's the winner yet!"

Saitama chased the mosquito until he flew right up to a man whose entire body was made of machines.

"Ptooey, ptooey! I spat it into my mouth. Ugh, ptooey, ptooey!"

"Saitama, you're hilarious. But it seems you still haven't killed that mosquito."

Having followed Saitama closely, Abigail clearly witnessed the battle between him and the mosquitoes.

"Really? It's okay, it's all gone anyway."

Just then, Saitama saw the person standing in front of him, and the mosquitoes that kept gathering in the sky, forming a huge black sphere.

"What's that? It looks like something's moving," Saitama said, somewhat puzzled.

"Are you blind? That thing is full of mosquitoes! Tsk tsk tsk, it's spectacular. How many mosquitoes must it take to form such a big ball? Hundreds of millions, I bet." Abigail came to Saitama's side, looked up at the huge black ball of mosquitoes in the sky and exclaimed.

"Seriously? So many mosquitoes? Let's just forget about it." Saitama looked at the black sphere with disgust after Abigail explained that it was all mosquitoes. Just now, a single mosquito had given him a real headache.

"Hey, you two. It's dangerous here. Get out of here right away. Those mosquitoes have minds. They'll swarm you as soon as they spot you."

At this moment, the fully mechanical man standing in front turned around and spoke to the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Saitama's face showed a rare expression of fear. Indeed, mosquitoes are the only creatures capable of defeating Saitama.

Looking at the man in front of her who looked like a robot, Abigail recognized him; after all, he was quite famous.

Jeros, that's the name of the man before us. He seems to have been transformed into a cyborg by some doctor. He's incredibly powerful, and when he fights, he often burns everything within a radius of hundreds of miles to ashes.

Upon seeing this guy, Abigail instantly added several more layers of protective barriers around herself. Who knows if their fight might accidentally trigger a massive explosion of energy across the entire arena?

"We're doomed, run..." Just as Saitama was about to persuade Geralt to leave, the sphere of black mosquitoes suddenly swarmed towards them.

Countless mosquitoes instantly filled the entire street, their sheer numbers even knocking down the surrounding abandoned buildings. If viewed from a distance, one could see a black, hill-like mass suddenly rising in this part of the city—and believe it or not, it was filled entirely with mosquitoes.

But just then, the small mountain of mosquitoes suddenly exploded, and the explosion instantly turned all the streets within a half-kilometer radius into a pitch-black mess.

"I thought you were as intelligent as a human, but in the end you're just an insect? You've gathered so many mosquitoes to make it easier for me to kill you. When I spotted you, I made sure there were no other creatures within a 500-meter radius, so I can exterminate you to my heart's content." Jeros looked at the words in the sky, but then he suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something.

"Oh no, we've killed two people."

However, just as he finished speaking, Saitama's voice came from the side.

"Ah, I'm saved. You're amazing! What was that move just now? Was it a real mosquito coil flash? Just kidding."

At this moment, Saitama was completely unharmed. Although his clothes were completely burned away and there was some ash on his body, the fact that he could remain unscathed under such flames speaks volumes about the strength of his physical body.

However, compared to Saitama, Abigail's current situation is practically the same as before. Abigail is also somewhat relieved that she quickly set up two more layers of protection when she saw the robot; otherwise, she would be roasted alive by now.

Jeros looked at the two unharmed people with surprise.

"Uh, the word for mosquito coil sounds the same as the word for flashlight..." Seeing Jeros's blank expression, Saitama thought he was still stunned because of what he had just said.

"Saitama, don't you think you should be paying attention to your condition right now?" Abigail said to Saitama with some disdain.

"Ah! I'm all naked. I need to find something to wear right away." It has to be said that Saitama is really oblivious; it was only at this moment that he realized he had no clothes on.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

But at that moment, a burst of arrogant laughter suddenly came from the sky.

The crowd looked up at the sky because of the laughter, and saw that the mosquito girl, who had previously looked somewhat sexy, had turned completely blood red. She no longer looked pretty.