Phil Coulson stared intently at all the surveillance feeds. Suddenly, a large number of them vanished, replaced by black screens—and their number was rapidly increasing.
Coulson couldn't help but feel a jolt of alarm. He was lucky he didn't have a heart condition; otherwise, he might have fainted on the spot.
"What? Did Saitama discover the cameras? No, he discovered them ages ago. But now he's suddenly wiping out a huge number of them, even trying to destroy every last one."
"Why would Saitama suddenly do this? It doesn't make sense!"
"Wait, I get it. Saitama must be about to make a move!"
"To keep us from finding out what he's doing, he's shutting down all the cameras."
"But what is Saitama about to do? What kind of move is he planning?"
"Damn it, we don't have any information at all."
"Still, whatever plan Saitama is about to carry out must be extremely important. Otherwise, he wouldn't risk exposing himself just to wipe out all the cameras."
"It has to be something very important. Damn it. I have to notify the director."
As Coulson thought this, his expression grew more grave and troubled. He quickly took out his phone and activated the emergency contact protocol for Nick Fury.
"Coulson! Tell me, what's going on? Why did you suddenly activate the emergency contact protocol? What's so urgent?"
Back at S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury's heart leaped into his throat. This emergency contact protocol was almost never used under normal circumstances. It could only be used once before the system reset and a new emergency protocol was put in place. In other words, unless the situation was dire and there was no other choice, they would never use it.
"Director, we've got a serious problem. Saitama is about to carry out an extremely mysterious