BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 890: Lucius Romano (1)

Chapter 890: Lucius Romano (1)



Two days later, Erik and June were in front of a door. They knew it all too well.

"We are finally here."

"Yes, master."

He sighed, approached the door, and knocked. Erik expected the guards to open the door as soon as he knocked, but they were strangely taking a lot of time.

A minute went by without anyone replying or opening the door.

"I'm starting to get worried," Erik said. June shared the sentiment. It was weird for no one to open the door.

"Should we just break-"

Ethan stumbled through the door, his face devoid of color, looking ghostly.

He was a patchwork of hastily applied gauzes, each one telling the tale of battles recently fought.

Dark patches of dried blood marred his clothes, and he moved with the pained attention of someone well aware of the sting of his wounds.

The sight sent a jolt through Erik, causing the guild master to start having thoughts.

"Ethan?"

"Erik?" A smile beamed on his face.

"Why are you injured? What did you do?"

Ethan looked at himself. "Ah... that... Come inside; I will explain on the way."

But Erik and June already had some ideas about what happened.

The tunnel leading to the underground city was darker than usual, and there weren't many guards around. The far end of the tunnel housed most of the guards.

"Why are there so few guards at the entrance? It's not safe."

Ethan paused for a second. "We are having trouble with the number of soldiers right now."

"Why?! Did you...?"

Ethan seemed to have understood what was going on in Erik's mind.

Half-finished walls and exposed beams spoke of a 'work in progress', and the air was filled with the buzz of saws and the clatter of hammers.

Around the site, workers in hard hats moved with purpose, dodging between trucks unloading materials and cranes hoisting panels into place.

"Where did you get those vehicles?"

Ethan smiled. "We built them with your people."

Darius could really build stuff.

Dust hung heavy in the air, mingling with the sharp scent of fresh cement and the earthy smell of disturbed soil.

A small portion of the hospital had already undergone construction. It was a side building that joined the rest of the hospital that was still under construction but that the city was forced to use because of the great number of wounded that came back from Fasard.

"How many people are in that building?"

"Thousands," Ethan said. Both June and Erik grimaced.

"It's not like your soldiers. Even our people have a lot of wounded." He then asked. "Didn't

you say you could steal people's brain crystal powers?"

Erik looked at him with a startled expression.

"I can, why?"

"Then you should consider stealing one or two, because we really need them. On another

note, why didn't you get one already?"

It was simple. "I have to kill the healer to get it. I have principles and never found someone worthy enough to be killed."

It was weird for him to say this since, in the past, he considered killing a school healer just to get that power. But of course, a thought was a thought; one couldn't be judged for having had

one.

"All right," Ethan said. "There will be someone escorting you to your father. I have other

things to do, so... Happy reunion."

"Thanks Ethan."