As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

"Wait, let me do the math. If each person earns 1000 yuan a day, then if I can do the work of 10 people, I can earn 1 yuan a day. If I can do the work of 100 people, I can earn 10 yuan a day. Isn't that a hundred times better than what I did at the convenience store? No way, there are such good jobs in the world. I didn't even know that!"

After Abigail's explanation, Saitama suddenly realized that he had been working in places like convenience stores, but the daily pay was only so-so. However, bricklaying was different; it was paid based on the results, and the more bricklaying you did, the more money you earned.

"Abigail, is what you just said true? If I really go and find a job as a bricklayer, can I really earn that much money?" Saitama asked Abigail excitedly.

“Of course, in fact, if you can move all the bricks needed for the entire project in one day, they might even pay you extra, since the construction period is very important,” Abigail nodded and said.

Although she wasn't entirely clear on the rules of the construction industry, the more you do, the more you earn—that much was undeniable. And given Saitama's physical prowess, doing the work of 100 people would be incredibly easy for him.

"Damn it, I never knew about this before. How much time have I wasted? Abby, thank you so much this time. I'll go find a bricklaying job later. Once I get paid, I'll definitely treat you to whatever you want to eat. This time, I promise I won't let you pay."

Saitama was very excited. You see, although he had always lived a poor life, it didn't mean that he really wanted to live that kind of life. If he could live a better life, he would definitely be willing to, of course, all of this would be based on his own efforts.

After the two chatted for a while, the waiter brought out the steak and the fries that Saitama had ordered.

"Wow, this steak looks really good." Saitama's thoughts returned to the steak as soon as it was served.

"I'm starting to eat."

After saying that, Saitama began to enjoy the steak.

Looking at Saitama like this, Abigail found Saitama to be more and more interesting. Simply put, he was all brawn and no brains, but he had a kind of wisdom that seemed foolish.

At this moment, outside the fast food restaurant, Gerald was watching Saitama and Abigail sitting inside.

I've learned the techniques of hypnosis, but should I try it? Miss Abigail seems to have a lot to say, but what if it fails? Will it upset my teacher? And isn't manipulating someone else's mind too unethical? Or will there be any long-term consequences?

In this situation, Genos took out the ball that Abigail had given him from his pocket. Looking at the white energy ball, Genos still had a question.

Who exactly is this Miss Abigail? Even the doctor can't analyze the energy contained within this sphere; it's unheard of. However, it seems this sphere has a relaxing effect on the mind, which is probably why Miss Abigail said it could help me hypnotize my teacher. Should I give it a try?

After struggling with his thoughts for a while, Jeros suddenly noticed that Saitama and Abigail had left their seats and were walking out of the fast food restaurant.

So he quickly looked around and found a place to hide. He thought, "I'll give it a try. If I succeed, that'll be great. Even if I fail, I'll just tell the teacher. I hope the teacher won't mind."

Having made up his mind, Gerald walked towards Saitama.

"Saitama-sensei!"

Upon hearing Geralt's voice, Saitama immediately looked over.

"Oh, I remember, aren't you the person I saw a few days ago? Uh..."

"My name is Jeros, Saitama-sensei."

"Could you please stop calling me teacher?"

"master!"

"Even my master won't do. By the way, is there something you need?"

After a brief exchange, Saitama asked Geralt a question with some confusion.

“Teacher, can you look at my hand?” Jeros said, raising his hand.

"Your hands? Is there anything special about your hands?" Saitama looked at Geralt's hands with some curiosity, but at that moment Geralt opened his hand and a pocket watch fell out, and then the pocket watch began to swing from side to side.

"Sigh, is this hypnosis? Come to think of it, this is the first time I've ever seen hypnosis." Saitama looked at the pocket watch with some curiosity, and stared at it for almost a minute, but it had no effect at all.

"Your method isn't working at all. But I'm getting a little sleepy. I just finished lunch, so I'll go back and take a nap," Saitama said, somewhat disappointed at the ineffective hypnosis. He then prepared to skip Genos and head home.

"Teacher, wait a minute." Geralt quickly called out to Saitama.

"Is there anything else?" Saitama had just turned around when a white ball hit him squarely on his forehead.

"What are you doing? By the way, what did you smash?" Saitama said, somewhat annoyed. But just as he turned to look at Genos, Genos' pocket watch started dangling in front of him, and then the hypnosis that had been ineffective before suddenly began to work. Saitama's eyes glazed over.

"It's a success," Jeros said happily.

However, at that moment, Saitama suddenly raised his fist and then swung it forward violently.

The powerful force of the punch instantly turned the surrounding area into a mess.

When the dust settled, all that remained were Abigail, who stood watching the show from the sidelines; Saitama, who stood blankly in the middle of the road; and then Geralt, whose body was half gone.

Chapter 75 The First Invasion of Cthulhu-themed Monsters

However, the matter was not over yet. Right after finishing his first attack, Saitama raised his fist again.

At this moment, Jeros had no way to dodge. Just as Saitama's punch was about to kill Jeros, suddenly, Jeros was pulled backward as if by something.

It flew for more than half a kilometer before stopping.

"Oh dear, robot, you're really pathetic!"

Jeros was wondering how he had suddenly become airborne, but upon hearing Abigail's voice, he understood.

"Thank you, Miss Abigail, for saving me. I was almost killed by the teacher."

"Yeah! I didn't expect that bald guy would have a self-defense system after being hypnotized. But it seems like it's best not to mess with him."

Looking at Saitama, who was standing completely still half a kilometer away, Abigail said with some emotion.

"I was reckless this time. It's true that you can't get stronger by relying on these crooked methods. I should have just asked my teacher for guidance." After almost being killed by X, Jeros understood some things.

“Oh, by the way, can you go back looking like this?” Abigail asked, squatting down beside Gerald.

"You don't need to worry about that, the professor will come to pick me up later. But I'm worried about something else, teacher. What should we do?" Gerald said, looking at Saitama in the distance.

“You mean Saitama? He’ll be fine once he wakes up. Maybe he’ll just think he took a nap,” Abigail said.

Speaking of which, Abigail understood something from this experiment: Saitama does not have a way to defend against mental attacks, and his resistance is not strong, but Saitama has an alternative defense system - indiscriminate area attacks.

"No, I'm not concerned about the teacher's safety. It's just that in the teacher's current state, if someone accidentally gets close to her, it could be terrible."

“Oh, you mean this? Don’t worry, I’ve already set up a spell around Saitama to drive away strangers. As long as ordinary people get close, they will unconsciously want to leave this place,” Abigail said.

"Oh, that puts my mind at ease." Jeros breathed a sigh of relief.

However, what Abigail just said was all a lie; she hadn't set up any spell to expel idlers. Just now, she suddenly had this idea:

Saitama has always wanted to be a hero, hasn't he? What if this automatic defense mode causes a disturbance and is deemed a disaster by the hero organization? So, for now, we should just do nothing and watch Saitama like this. Abigail even wants to fan the flames.

But then again, how exactly can we escalate this situation? How about giving Saitama an enemy? But no matter who it is, wouldn't it all be a matter of one punch to kill? Even Boros, that one-eyed monster, only took one serious punch from Saitama.

"Miss Abigail, Miss Abigail!" Gerald suddenly called out to Abigail.

"Ah! What is it, robot man?" Abigail turned to look at Jeros.

"Didn't you say you were going to set up a spell to banish the current inhabitants around the teacher? But why is someone walking towards the teacher?"

After hearing Gerald's words, Abigail looked towards where Saitama was. Sure enough, she saw a tall person with a strange stick in his hand and a face mask on his face walking towards Saitama.

"Huh, I didn't expect there to actually be people who aren't afraid of death." Abigail muttered to herself as she watched the guy walk into Saitama.

This strange guy started chattering incessantly after entering Saitama's territory, but he was quite lucky, as he happened to be just outside Saitama's defensive range.

However, his good luck didn't last long, because when he realized that Saitama seemed to ignore him, he angrily sprayed a creamy liquid at Saitama.

That's just asking for trouble.

Saitama raised his hand and threw a punch, sending both Saitama and the cream flying.

“Wow, that’s really decisive. By the way, robot, you don’t seem to care whether that person is dead or alive! Weren’t you quite worried before?” After watching what happened in the distance, and then looking at the expressionless Jeros beside her, Abigail asked with some doubt.

“Miss Abigail, that man was strange. So don’t worry,” Gerald replied.

“I see. But that strange person looks no different from a human,” Abigail said, somewhat puzzled.

“Miss Abigail, monsters and humans are different beings. Even if they look the same, their genes are completely different,” Gerald replied.

"Oh." Abigail nodded casually. She wasn't interested in weirdos; all she wanted to do now was figure out how to cause some trouble by taking advantage of Saitama's current state.

Oh, right, that thing might work.

Abigail suddenly realized that since Saitama could kill any creature with a physical body with a single punch, what about creatures that exist in the form of energy? Coincidentally, she knew some creatures that existed in the form of energy, such as the Flame Spirits of Cthugha's Familiars. She could bring those guys over, although she couldn't control them. But that didn't matter; as long as she could bring them over, that would be fine.

Thinking this, Abigail stretched out her hand, and suddenly a red hole appeared in the sky above Saitama's head. The instant the hole appeared, the surrounding buildings burst into flames. Then, a ball of flame emerged from the hole. The hole then vanished.

These are the Flame Spirits, the retinue of Ktugia, whose entire bodies are made of flames, or rather, they are flames.

This Flame Essence was as big as a building, and it floated in the sky.

"It's so hot!" I could feel the heat wave coming from in front of me.

"What is that? A giant fireball?" From the moment the Flame Spirit appeared, Jeros stared blankly as the giant fireball descended.

"Who knows? But this big fireball seems to move," Abigail said, watching the Flame Spirit appear and begin searching for its prey.

In fact, the Flame Spirits draw energy from intelligent beings, causing the bodies of those they absorb to burn rapidly, appearing as if they spontaneously combusted; at the same time, they also gain all the memories and knowledge of their victims.

With the appearance of the Flame Essence, the ground began to ignite, and the humans within were inevitably engulfed in flames, plunging the earth into a sea of ​​fire.

At that moment, a burning figure suddenly leaped up from the ground and rushed toward the essence of fire at an extremely fast speed.

With her exceptionally sharp vision, Abigail clearly saw the burning figure, which was undoubtedly Saitama, who had been in defensive mode earlier.

Saitama charged towards the Flame Spirit at incredible speed, then burst forth from the opposite side, leaving behind a large ball of flame.

However, this was of no use. The essence of fire was an energy life form, and its entire body contained nothing but flames, meaning it had no points of vulnerability to attack.

However, the Flame Spirit seemed curious about this human who was still alive within its domain, and the flames on its body suddenly formed small spheres that crashed towards Saitama.

However, the flames had no effect on Saitama; instead, they burned off his clothes.

Saitama didn't seem to have woken up yet; at least, Abigail's expression remained blank. However, his movements were swift. Saitama gathered his strength and then threw a punch. The powerful wind pressure instantly struck the Flame Spirit's body, shattering it into countless flames floating in the air.

However, the matter did not end so simply. The floating flames suddenly gathered in the center again and then reformed into a huge fireball.

Moreover, it seemed that Saitama's attack had enraged the Flame Spirit, causing its flames to become even more vibrant. Then, the Flame Star charged directly towards Saitama.

Then he wrapped it inside his body, and the scorching flames baked Saitama's body. As a creature that could live on a star, the surface temperature of the Flame Essence had already reached several thousand degrees.

However, such a temperature had no effect on Saitama. Saitama remained calmly inside the Flame Spirit's body, continuously swinging his fists. The flames on the Flame Spirit's body would be scattered by Saitama's attacks, only to coalesce again. The two sides continued this process incessantly.

“Miss Abigail. The teacher’s attacks seem to have no effect on this huge fireball. I can’t help the teacher in my current state. Do you have any way to deal with this huge fireball?” At this moment, half a kilometer away from the main battlefield, Gerald looked at the stalemate between the two sides and said anxiously to Abigail beside him.

"Don't look at me, there's nothing I can do either. Let's just watch from here. Maybe Saitama will extinguish the fireball if they keep at it," Abigail said, shrugging. But that was a lie. Dealing with the Flame Spirit was actually quite simple; all they had to do was put out its fire. Abigail had that ability.

However, watching the battle in the sky, Abigail became certain of one thing: Saitama had no advantage against energy-type creatures like this; his attacks were indeed biased towards physical offense. If it weren't for the wind pressure generated by the immense energy of his fists, he might not have even been able to disperse the Flame Essence.

But right after Abigail finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened, and then it seemed as if raindrops were falling.

"I didn't expect it to rain at this time. Should I say Saitama is lucky, or lucky, or lucky?" Abigail muttered to herself, looking at the rainwater left by the barrier around her body.

However, when Abigail looked up, she saw a scene that left her speechless. The sky wasn't blocked by dark clouds, but by a huge wall of water, which was rushing down towards the location of the Flame Spirit.