From what she’d observed, using the Tracking Technique reduced its damage.
As a result, the man whose back she’d hit was only left with a large patch of charred flesh.
’The heat control was still a bit off.’
COUGH. COUGH.
The man coughed up a mouthful of blood as he was helped to his feet.
"Y-you cheated?"
The man was convinced Nina Jacobs had just used some kind of trick to ambush him.
He was sure he’d dodged that Fireball.
"Whatever you say. Are we still fighting?"
Nina Jacobs asked.
"No more! Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
The man’s earlier arrogance had completely vanished. Now, the unbearable pain in his back made him cry out.
’He’s out after just one move?’
Nina Jacobs frowned.
’And here I was hoping to test it a few more times.’
"You’re pretty strong. Come back with us,"
the long-haired woman from before said.
"Our boss is sure to value you. What do you say?"
"Yeah, it was all a misunderstanding,"
another young woman with short hair chimed in, trying to persuade her.
"Let’s just say we started off on the wrong foot. Why don’t you consider joining us?"
They had previously suspected that Nina Jacobs and her companion were the ones who had taken the supplies from the community supermarket.
But now they knew one was a Fire Element Superpower User and the other was a Strength Element Superpower User.
Neither was a Space Superpower User.
Besides, both of them were quite strong. If a real fight broke out, their group probably wouldn’t come out on top.
Nina Jacobs feigned hesitation.
"Is your place safe? Do you provide food and housing?
I was on my way to a shelter."
"Of course, girl,"
the short-haired woman said affectionately, hurrying over when she saw she had a chance.
"Food and housing are covered, and there’s even a weekly buffet."
"Shelters are nothing," the man in the leather jacket scoffed. "We just take all their supplies whenever we want."
"I think the buffet is tonight,"
one of them added.
"If you two come along, you’ll definitely make it in time, right?"
"But my friend here eats a lot,"
Nina Jacobs said, glancing at Wayne Warner.
"What kind of work would we be doing if we joined?"
’They take all the shelter’s supplies?’
’Could the trap in the shopping mall have been set by this so-called Superpower User Alliance?’
"You don’t have to do anything else. Just like us,"
the man in the leather jacket answered.
"You’ll go out on supply runs, recruit people, that sort of thing.
You even get rewards for what you find."
Nina Jacobs understood what he meant.
If she and Wayne Warner went with them, this group would probably get some kind of reward for recruiting them.
"Alright, we’ll give it a try,"
Nina Jacobs said.
"I can drive. We’ll just follow you."
"Great! Absolutely.
Don’t you worry, our place is way better than any shelter."
Joy flickered in their eyes.
Nina Jacobs noticed this as she led Wayne Warner to their car.
She still hadn’t completed her "Free Shopping Spree Mission 14," and its location was also in the Western Suburbs.
The target was a fairly well-hidden warehouse.
If the Superpower User Alliance was also sending people out in droves to scavenge for supplies, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t find that warehouse first.
She could use this opportunity to check them out and see what they were really about.
"Let’s just say I’m taking you out for a buffet,"
Nina Jacobs said to Wayne Warner after they got in the car.
"..."
Wayne Warner didn’t respond, which Nina Jacobs took as silent agreement.
Seeing that the five of them were also driving a sedan, Nina Jacobs figured one of them had to be a Space Superpower User.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t use a car like that to collect supplies from a community supermarket.
Nina Jacobs had discovered the supermarket in this community early that morning.
Much of the stock had already rotted in the heat, but there were still plenty of edible and usable items left.
Worried that they would spoil even faster if she left them,
she had swept everything into her storage grid.
Sure enough, the car headed toward Breslin Park.


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