Chapter 795: Washington D.C (11)
"...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.
The room didn’t exactly smell pleasant.
When the window, which had been covered by a curtain before sleep, was slightly opened, the sight of a nearby restricted area was visible. As expected, many people were moving around, fulfilling their roles.
The two of them both thought that perhaps they should stop resting and do something, but they soon pushed the thought forcefully to the back of their minds.
It was still just the first day of rest. Unless it was an emergency, there was no intention to call Lapland and Captain Paquesson anywhere.
Of course, it was true that such emergencies could occur quite frequently.