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Back in 2013, the US government sliced off a chunk of NYC and handed it over to the superpowered bunch, forming this place called "TOWER" It's just ready for superhumans—no regular folks allowed.
Then, in 2014, other countries started copying the US move. Similar mini-cities popped up in those countries too, but only in the wealthy ones.
Fast forward to 2023, when World War III explodes. Nuclear weapons turned the air into a slow poison, choking everyone. Those sliced-off cities were safe havens. They had these unbreakable shields that kept the nastiness out. So, all the survivors got ushered into these government-guarded cities.
Our story takes place in "TOWER"

The Guardians of "TOWER"

At this time, they were meeting at a breakfast shop.


"Clam~!?" Brian, Jackson, and Alicia were about to curse.


"It's not my fault! It's my brother's fault! He killed him!" Lily explained hastily.


"You were smart in that fight, but you were a little too decisive this time," Jakcson said.


"It's my brother who is too decisive and not me...why is he biting me so hard?"


"Enough, Jackson." Alicia gave her a threatening look.


Jackson chose to continue drinking milk.


"Okay, so the clue is broken; what should I do next?" Alicia got straight to the point.


"I suggest you just go through the books of those companies and see what they bought." Brian said.


"Student, what you said is really easy; then you can write the application; not to mention there are so many companies here; how many copies do you have to write?" Jackson said.


"Is the company better than our people?"


"But that's the only way," Alicia agreed.


"Are you serious?" Jackson was very surprised.


"Anyway, it's not me who wrote it." Alicia shrugged. She was a forward, not a member of the headquarters, so naturally she didn't need to write a letter.


"I'm going to the toilet." Lily said as she walked towards the toilet.


When she came out, she found that the dining table was empty.


Jackson and Alicia were walking on the road while Brian tried to rush to the tutorial school.


"How many should I write?" Alicia asked.


"The detailed figure is 300 copies." Jackson replied.


"How many people are on the committee?"


"You're welcome, and remember to teach me the format."


They walked while talking, completely ignoring the eyes of passersby. Jackson looked at them and understood one thing.


They think of him and Alicia as a couple again!


How many times has this happened? Seriously, I should have taken a notebook and jotted it down.


"You were laughing at me just now, although I may have guessed wrong." Alicia patted the hand on the back of Jackson's head.


"Then why are you clapping your hands?" Jackson was confused.


"You fucking want to die! Hey, come back to me!" Seeing the mocking smile on her face, Jackson was so angry that he wanted to pluck her head off, but it was a pity that she ran too fast.


At this time, they heard a sound that was hidden in the crowd: the sound of hummingbirds flapping their wings.


"Go there." Alicia pointed to the empty street next to her; she wanted to see what was following them.


They came to their destination, and then they saw the enemy who had been following behind.


It was an A-10, the size of a toy plane, with wings like eagles. The sound was the continuous rotation of the signal tower above it. If you look closely, this thing is translucent, so it is not so obvious in the crowd.


"Ability to visualise..." Jackson was dumbfounded. What happened to exclude high-level superpowers?


The Sound and Enemy