BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 530 Escape (3)

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Erik strode with determination over the roofs, his footsteps rapid and producing a rhythmic echo with each step that he took. The carefree wind ruffled his clothing and caused Lucy's hair to twirl behind her, creating an effect that was evocative of a dark streak against the sky.

Getting around on the roofs was not a simple task. As Erik vaulted over gaps and sometimes swung his arm to assist him in vaulting over difficult hurdles, his dexterity and strength were put on full display for everyone to see.

Lucy, struggling to keep up with the speed, clung to him for dear life as they ran. Her eyes, which were widened with a combination of terror and exhilaration, were tightly closed against the whirlwind of their flight.

The robots below were pursuing the pair tenaciously because they had been pre-programmed to do so. However, the city's labyrinthine streets and lanes presented difficulties even for these technologically powerful robots to navigate.

Erik and Lucy were saved from harm by a vendor who was so focused on his work that he did not see the robots approaching and accidentally blocked their route with his cart of fresh vegetables. This unanticipated impediment led to a sequence of crashes, which provided the two people with a small period of reprieve from their predicament.

In yet another unexpected turn of events, robots that resembled regular people appeared from a back alley. The sound of their forced laughter reverberated all around, creating an almost unreal environment. They established a barrier without meaning to, further slowing down the robots who were chasing after them.

Erik was in a position to see all of these unanticipated occurrences, and he couldn't help but notice them. He couldn't hide the glee on his face at their good fortune, and a smile tugged at his lips. But his moment of mirth was cut short as he heard the distant cries of another set of robots. Were they also looking for him and Lucy, or had something else happened in the city? Erik knew he didn't have time to pause and think things through just now.

"Do you know them?" Erik asked.

"No!" the woman replied.

"Then I will ignore them!"

There was a sizable chasm between the two buildings, the one Erik was on and the one he was trying to get to, that only a shaky wooden board could cross, posing a difficult challenge. Erik continued to go forward without breaking a beat, with Lucy continuing to grasp onto him even more tightly.

His sheer resolve and strength meant that they reached the other side just in time for the plank to fall as it gave way beneath their weight, which caused the plank to groan ominously.

They looked out over the vast metropolis, which spread out before them like a tapestry of roofs illuminated by the sun's golden rays. The sun, casting long and creeping shadows, made the gaps between the buildings appear larger and more daunting.

Erik quickly surveyed their surroundings after realizing that the next jump was hopeless, especially with Lucy in tow. He could feel the robots, which were out of sight, watching their every action. It was clear that the chase had not ended.

The clock was ticking. Sensing the urgency, Erik started his slow descent down the rickety exterior of the building. Lucy clung to him as he looked for secure footing and handholds, her face resting on his shoulder. Her breath was so warm it stood out against the icy, jagged rock they were climbing.

The distant chime of a bell or the muted sounds of the city streets would occasionally drift up to them, reminding them of the bustling life below.

Once they touched the ground, Erik gently released Lucy, taking a moment to catch his breath and assess their situation. The narrow alley provided minimal cover, leaving them vulnerable.

It was a boon and a bane that the city was so noisy all the time. They were effective at drowning out their pursuers, but they also made it difficult for Erik to identify individual sounds that could have meant trouble. They ducked into the doorway of a closed store in search of a momentary haven.

The faint sound of footsteps echoing from a distance gave them a brief moment of relief. Erik leaned in close to Lucy, whispering, "I think we've lost them for the moment, but we can't stay here." Lucy's eyes, filled with a blend of fear and resolve, met his as she nodded in agreement.

The sun hung high, bathing the city in a warm, golden light. To Erik and Lucy, however, it felt like an unrelenting spotlight. The city's daytime activity made it challenging to stay hidden, but it also provided an opportunity to blend in with the crowd.

Lucy's attire, though elegant yet mostly destroyed and ruined, made them stand out. Erik, realizing this, whispered, "We need to blend in better." Erik noticed a clothing stall piled high with different outfits as they entered a busy market plaza.

Seizing the moment, he threw an apple into a stack of metal objects in order to divert attention. Erik snatched up two hooded cloaks as the robot merchant turned to investigate the ruckus.

After passing one to Lucy, they quickly put the cloaks on and used the hoods to hide their faces. They blended in with the crowds of humans and machines now that they were disguised.

"We're close to the mercenary guild," Erik murmured, guiding Lucy through the city's intricate maze.

His senses never stopped being on high alert. They were surrounded by the cacophony of city life: the chatter of shopkeepers, the giggles of children, and the humming of automated machines. But Erik could pick up on the slightest deviation.

Before long, the majestic facade of the mercenary guild loomed ahead, its grand architecture a stark contrast to the neighboring buildings. Erik, with Lucy in tow, entered confidently. Though the guild had given him a straightforward task, real-life complexities made it anything but simple.

The bustle of the city outside was replaced by peace and quiet in the oasis-like courtyard of the guild. As Erik basked in the sun's rays that had broken through the trees, he felt proud of his accomplishment. He felt he had accomplished his goal and deserved some sort of reward for his trouble.