As an Awakened One, Baker couldn't remember how long he had lived.

After awakening, he lived for about a year? Two years? Three years? But none of this made sense, because every morning when he got up, he saw the same date, the same time, and even the same clouds outside the window. But Baker doesn't think there's anything wrong with this, he's used to living the same life every day, and what he hates most is sudden changes. So for others, it may be torture to live like this, day after day, but for Baker, it is a pleasure.

"The subject has left the hotel."

Beck smiled smugly at the sound of the voice in the microphone, and he sat in this position, which in itself was an excellent cover. Even the people of their punisher did not know Baker's true identity. He loves the world and naturally wants to protect him. And the FBI under Baker's command is the most powerful force, they are a group of soldiers who will not die, and Baker can easily send them to search and probe, and even fight. Even if he dies in battle, Baker doesn't have to worry about being punished by his superiors. Because after twelve o'clock in the morning, the dead agent will come back to life, and all traces of him will be gone. Therefore, there is no need to worry about what your superiors will find out and find yourself in trouble......... Anyway, those people are just robots.

Baker felt like a giant spider, crawling on a web to gather intelligence through the vibrations around him. He doesn't trust the other punishers, who, while also in favor of maintaining the status quo, are more likely to take advantage of the loophole of the reset for fun. If it weren't for Baker's need for them to deal with the Awakened, then Baker could guarantee that he would definitely send someone to kill the punishers. What he needs is a life that remains the same, and any change is not a good thing for Baker.

"Follow them and find out if they have any companions."

Baker gave the order again, then hung up the phone, taking the news to heart. For Baker, it is not difficult to deal with these awakened people, although they are hidden in the crowd, and their traces will disappear completely due to the refresh and reset at twelve o'clock in the morning every day, but Baker is not a fool, he will send people to follow these awakened people every day, investigate their whereabouts, even if the last time is not enough, you can remember the last intelligence information. Then the next day, he handed over the intelligence information he remembered to his subordinates who had been reset and didn't know anything.

Of course, those subordinates will definitely have doubts about where they got their information, but Baker doesn't care, after all, their doubts can only last for one day.

But.........

With this in mind, Baker picked up the phone again and dialed another number.

Soon, a voice came from there.

"What's the matter?"

"How's that going for you to investigate?"

"There are no results yet, and it is preliminarily determined that these people should be smugglers, and their information is not in the database."

"Stowaway?"

Hearing this, Baker couldn't help but smile, he knew better than anyone what this city was like, smuggling? How to stow away? He was sure that the group of people who made trouble in the bank yesterday must be the Awakened, but the strength displayed by these Awakened made Baker very vigilant. Ordinary awakened people have to go around the bend when they see the police, these people actually dare to face the SAT head-on, and in the end, they can get out of the whole body, which is not something that ordinary awakened people can do.

They must be found as soon as possible, and then eliminated.

"Boom!!"

Just as Baker was thinking, suddenly, a loud bang was heard, and Baker could even feel his room shaking involuntarily. This startled Baker, and he hurriedly stood up, picked up the pistol on the table, and walked out of the office vigilantly.

Baker can be sure that this is definitely not what should happen here, and it stands to reason that there will be no problems here in the FBI today. But now, what's going on with this explosion?

"What's wrong? What's going on? ”

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Bekra stopped an FBI agent with a serious expression, and then asked. The agent grabbed the pistol and glanced at Baker.

"Someone attacked us!"

"Attack?"

"That's right, we've been attacked! Those damn terrorists, it must be these bastards, this time I want them to have no return!! ”

With that, the FBI agent broke free of Baker and ran forward quickly. Baker, on the other hand, took a deep breath, glanced left and right, and returned to the office after noticing that no one had noticed.

Baker certainly didn't believe it was a terrorist attack, but it was clearly not something that should have happened. And at this time, an idea suddenly occurred in Baker's mind.

Could it be that the group of people who made a big fuss in the bank yesterday are coming to trouble the FBI again today?

Thinking of this, Baker couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his first reaction was impossible, but thinking about it carefully, the more Baker thought about it, the more frightened he became. Yesterday the other side was able to make a big fuss at the bank and quietly disappear surrounded by loaded guns, then they must be very confident in their own power, so it seems that it is not unacceptable for them to attack the FBI......... That's weird!

Damn it!

Hurried back to the office, Baker immediately picked up his phone. Those FBI agents outside should be able to resist for a while, after all, they will be resurrected after a while, and the alarm has been sounded, and reinforcements will arrive soon. But here's not the problem, Baker isn't sure he can fight these madmen on his own, he likes this life, and he doesn't want to die yet!

"Dut......... ........."

The phone rang for a while before it was connected, and soon, a lazy voice rang.

"Yo, isn't this our FBI agent, what's wrong? How did you think you had time to call me today? ”

"Now is not the time to be polite."

Hearing the other party's voice, Baker couldn't help frowning. If he could, he didn't want to contact this guy either, but the situation is unclear at the moment, if those who attacked the FBI were really the same group of people from yesterday, then ordinary force would not be able to stop them at all, only those with extraordinary strength would have this possibility.

"Someone has attacked the FBI building, and I need your help!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the voice finally showed a little interest.

"I really didn't expect that anyone would dare to do something to the FBI? Haha, that's interesting, is it Hans's group? Are they finally tired of living? ”

"No, I don't know who they are, but there's a good chance they're the ones who caused the bank riot yesterday......... These guys are very difficult to deal with, so hurry up and help, or I don't know what will become of them! ”

"I see."

It was only at this time that the voice of the hanger Lang Lang finally became a little more serious.

"You hide obediently, I'll take someone to see the situation, and then again, I also want to meet these brave awakened people and see who they really are......... Okay, without further ado, I'll go get dressed, and hopefully you'll live a little longer. ”

"Click."

"Dut......... ........."

"That damn bastard."

Looking at the busy phone in front of him, Baker also cursed in a low voice. But he didn't have time to complain now, and the gunfire became clearer and clearer, indicating that the other party was not blocked, but was moving towards the upper echelons of the headquarters......... Who the hell are these people?!

If Pheren knew what Baker was thinking, then he would be eager to give him an answer.

We're here to deliver a courier.

Death Express.

"Knock knock knock!!"

Kulona pulled the trigger, only to see the machine gun in her hand mercilessly spit out tongues of fire, and the bullets directly penetrated the wall, turning the FBI agents hiding behind the wall into a hornet's nest. In the blink of an eye, the hallway had been completely cleared, and all that remained was corpses and bloodstains.

"Uh......... Ah.........h

An agent groaned and crawled on the ground, trying to reach for a pistol not far away. But the next moment, a scalpel was inserted into his neck, and his life was easily harvested.

"Commander, all lifeforms in this level have been completely wiped out without any problems."

Soon, Fellon's voice rang in her ears.

"What's going on up there?"

"Most of the people are resisting and trying to stop the commander's advance. But there was a target hiding in the office that never appeared, and I just detected that he was making a phone call, and the person receiving the call was coming this way. ”

In a restaurant not far from the F.B.I. building, Kurona replied as she stared at the map in front of her and the flashing red dots on it.

"Very well, I'll leave it to you and Shar outside, I'll meet that guy......... What floor is he on? ”

"Seventeenth floor."

"Roger."

After receiving the reply, Ferron nodded, and then he looked at Kurona and Franke in front of him again.

"Alright, let's move on."