"R155""Call for R155!""R155, you are dismissed."A pitch-black bracelet around the left wrist of the man called R155 had a small red glow. R155 had shot someone who turned out to be his enemy. In a public place like this, where all the witnesses were looking at him with horror and judgment.R155 hurriedly fled to a quieter place. But who would have thought that no one would let him escape after he shot someone dead.R155 looked for an opening, running into an alley with a break in the road. As a trained agent, it was no surprise that he had a well-built body and long legs that could run like a horse. Deftly dodging piles of garbage. He was focused on his direction and chose the right path. R155 ended up in a dead-end alley of a garbage dump. But he was good at hiding himself in a pile of plastic bags as soon as the hoofbeats approached."I know you're here." Marcell joined the chase, following a man who had shot someone dead in front of the cafe.R155 quickly clicked the button on t
Marcell lost consciousness completely. His eyes closed and his body collapsed against the backrest. Until arriving at Heathrow airport Marcell was still unconscious. Two flight attendants and one steward looked worried because Marcell did not wake up when tapped on the shoulder. They agreed to call health workers so that Marcell could be taken to the medical room. "How long has he been unconscious?" asked the nurse on duty. A steward named Nichol accompanied Marcell and his friends had gone to attend to other matters. "I don't know. I think he's been asleep since the plane started flying," Nichol replied casually. The nurse began analyzing again and taking notes on the chest board which she would report when the doctor arrived. "You can go out, and please call his family." Hearing the nurse's order, Nichol rushed out and searched for Marcell Clark's details. Thirty minutes of searching, but it turned out that Marchell was an orphaned man. Nichol didn't know who else to contac
This is the tense part in the operational room. One S-agent, or system, of two began to break out in a cold sweat. Subject M155 did not wake up immediately even though the charging port had been plugged into the back of Marcell's neck for 15 hours.Stomping footsteps made cold sweat pour down Dr. Ivanovich's temples. He had studied Bio Weapon all his life. It was no wonder that Dr. Ivan was included in the mission to form subject M155 by H155. "You're forgetting something," the man said. He was the highest caste in the company. Not H155, but the founder of the company and the originator of the creation of subject M155. Dr. Ivan frowned, not understanding. Meanwhile, Prof. Jose Luis stopped his activities for a moment. He came closer to Dr. Ivan and the company founder."Marcell Clark has been alive for 20 years. But M155 has been in his brain for 19 years. It has been active since about two weeks or just 10 days ago. The existing version of M155 is outdated. Subject version 155.23
"Been waiting long?" asked Marcell as he approached table 18 where Alan and his friend sat. "Very long," Alan replied with a lazy face. "This is my friend, he's from Indonesia. His name is Arjuna Wijaya. And last year won a special cooking event for cakes in Russia." "Wow, amazing. Congratulations. Introduce me Marcell Clark." Marcell extended his hand and was greeted by Arjuna's hand. "You have a good sense of fashion," Arjuna complimented Marcell's appearance. "Ah really? Hahaha this is just a polo shirt Arjuna." Marcell looked at the clothes he was wearing. "But it looks good on you. Where do you go to the gym?" Arjuna asked again. "I've never been to the gym, but I plan to. Do you have any recommendation on where to go to the gym that is comfortable and definitely fits in your pocket hahaha." Arjuna laughed. "I also like something cheap, I'll tell you the place." "Can I come?" asked Alan, joining Marcell and Arjuna's small talk. "Of course. It would be nice if you came t
The system rejected Marcell's question by displaying a red screen for an instant. It then switches to the loading symbol again to display a new page.SYSTEM: YOUR BAKERY MUST BE OPEN AND LAUNCHING ONE MONTH FROM NOW!Marcell grunted at why the system in his head never heard his question. It just ignored him."This is my first time in business, and I guess it's not as simple as I thought. I grew up in an orphanage. My environment didn't give me much information or learning about business."SYSTEM: YOUR BAKERY MUST BE OPEN AND LAUNCHED ONE MONTH FROM NOW!SYSTEM: GET $1,000,000 AS A REWARD!!!Exhaling, the transparent screen in Marcell's view only flickered the command sentence.Marcell thought for a moment. Contemplating again what he should need for his kitchen. Remembering what Arjuna had said. All these things are not easy. And of course he still has to trial and error first with the menu served later."What happens if I don't complete my mission?" asked Marcell. Although he knew th
"I brought you chicken soup, it's still hot. And also here is some apple juice. Oh yeah I also bought this for you." Alan took out tablets of vitamin supplements. "You should take them because I see you are very busy. This is a fever-reducing medicine, there is a blood-boosting medicine and also a cold medicine. You should prepare things like this from now on in your apartment." Alan started to fuss like a mother when her child got sick.Alan's hand took out the things he bought for Marcell when he went to Marcell's apartment.Marcell who got all of that was just silent with a confused look. Hey he doesn't have a fever. Come on."I don't have a fever Alan," Marcell said still firmly in his stance. His body wasn't hot nor was he shivering from the cold. His nose was also safe from blowing his nose."Huh?" Alan tilted his head. Here his hand stretched out to check Marcell's forehead with the back of his hand. It was not warm. In fact, Marcell's face looked radiant, not pale at all.Chuc
"I didn't see it," Alan replied. Now the man's hand turned the wheel to turn right. That was where they were going to meet Arjuna. Marcell was still thinking, though he didn't discuss it with Alan. But he remembered something. "You know what? I had a strange incident in New Heaven.""What was it?" Alan looked away briefly before returning to driving. "A well-dressed man, with a sunglasses suit and earphones in his ears. Shot another person in front of the café I went to with my friend there." Marcell began to tell the story."Shot?" asked Alan in a shocked tone. Who wouldn't be surprised.Marcell nodded. "Hmm, maybe he was an FBI agent or something,""You think so?"Alan nodded. "He's well dressed don't you say. Suit and sunglasses. Earphones in the ears. He's definitely not an ordinary human being who disrespectfully shoots in a public place." "I've accidentally spotted him a few times before. And he seemed to be stalking me. Ah yes he also resembles the person who almost ran int
Mr. Tiernan was silent. After hearing what H155 said. His jaw hardened and his face seemed to be thinking about something. 155.23 had just been activated, the subject had also just run the mission at level three.The journey to reach the target destination was still far away. Marcell Clark was also new to the business world. Not yet familiar with the risks, feeling the failure or the opponent's attack.Mr. Tiernan waved his hand as a signal for H155 to leave his room.This was completely unplanned. He had to discuss this with the owner of the Company immediately.******Marcell woke up so early today. Before washing his face and having breakfast he had already opened his Ipad. For a series of activities today that he has to do. Since Marcell doesn't have a personal assistant yet, he has to do it himself.Some have been resolved. Like the kitchen affairs that have been completed by Arjuna. Remind Marcell to add a bonus to the man later.Ah yes, this morning it's time to select the kitc