Outrun – Cyberpunk LitRPG

Chapter 145

Chapter 145Putting Listeners out wasn’t as easy as it might seem. I had to be strategic with where I placed them to avoid BugHounds. It might’ve been a bit of excessive paranoia, but Cold Moon Solutions did  down on security, so I didn’t want to get caught if they did a sweep

All that being said, I needed a good spot that wouldn’t be scanned too deeply. My first pick? In the ceiling. As for how I would get the bugs in the right places? I had a couple different methods to try. If none of them worked, I’d have to get around the old-fashioned way.

First things first I headed to the bathroom. Really, the bathroom was the perfect place to get to work. No cameras, and I knew from the blueprints the bathrooms in this place were the kind with a lockable door. 

Once inside, I tapped on the back of my hand lightly. “Corvid?”

A second later, the crow popped out of the Aether. Different from every other time I’d seen him go in or out, which was quite flashy, there was barely even a disturbance in the Aether. I wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t been watching for it specifically.

Corvid cocked his head at me as he glided over to the sink and perched on it. “Caw?”

I passed over one of the bugs to him, then, using the toilet as a stepping stool, pushed up one of the roof tiles. “You think you could fit up here?”

”Caw.” Corvid flew over to me, perching on my shoulder momentarily as he tapped my cheek with his beak. He then flapped his wings, going up into the ceiling. 

“Nova.” Yep, this was the first of my plans. Use the bird. Hmm… maybe I should rethink some of my projects. Why make a drone when I could just strap a camera to Corvid?

The crow shivered and backed up from the edge of the ceiling. “Caw-!”

I threw those thoughts to the back of my mind. I could think about all of that later. “Okay um…” I didn’t think this all the way through. Hmm… how to direct Corvid to bug the right place?

I rooted around my pockets,

Skill Estimate: Moon < xXx_whino_xXx]

“Round one, fight!” An announcer called. The voice was set up to sound as if it came from the emperor’s box.

Whino gave a polite bow to me then hefted his sword as a nervous tension filled the air. Was bowing part of the etiquette? I returned the bow, though I kept my eyes on the guy the entire time.

I didn’t want to close in too close, especially considering I had the range advantage, so I backed off and fired a shot with the crossbow. Oddly, the trigger had about a second delay before it fired.

Thanks to the delay, the guy easily dodged the first shot. By the time I pulled another bolt from my holster and reprimed the crossbow, the man rushed me with a ferocious swing.