"…Captain, are you still alive?"

"…I feel like I slept deeply, but I still can't shake off the fatigue. It's hard... It's not your fault, so don't worry about it too much. It was fun, after all."

"Ah, haha..."

2:35 PM, Central Park HQ Alpha-class Mutant Dormitory, 1st Floor.

It was already late afternoon, too late even for lunch, let alone waking up at the designated time. After nearly 10 hours of deep sleep following a vigorous relationship that lasted until about 4 AM, the two of them sluggishly woke up.

The outside world was still noisy. In fact, it couldn’t have been otherwise. Including the two of them, six people, the so-called Lapland team, had taken a break after traveling throughout New York City. However, the world didn't take a break with them.

In fact, it was quite the opposite. After much effort, the Lapland team had restored most of the communications networks on all fronts, meaning that it was now TOC's turn to counterattack, and thus, it was naturally a busy time.