The situation outside the arena was in turmoil. People from hos, bars, and establishnts watched the events unfold on their devices with bated breath. They didn't know if Erik found the robot; the stream didn't show everything.
Glued to the live feed, one viewer at the guild exclaid as soon as he saw Erik make his move, "The kid is onto sothing!"
"It's the one with the brooch!" Exclaid one, noticing what Erik was looking at.
"It's leaving the scene!" exclaid another, pointing to the holographic screen.
"Yes, and Erik is following him," a third voice said. "Let's see how this will unfold; maybe the kid can find where the hostage is. But he must stay low and keep a safe distance, which is a wise move."
All eyes were fixed on Erik, the mysterious novice; the ever-growing number of followers saw him as a strategic and combative mastermind based on what they had seen until now, and he was now being lauded as a genius.
That was because he was able to stay calm throughout the uprising, find a specific robot from a sea of others, and at the sa ti stay hidden from the robot, all of which were examples of the exceptional abilities he partially showcased during the other tests.
Since it was clear, the robot ended his job and left the place. The other robots' enthusiasm reached a fever pitch as it made its way down the tiny side street away from the disturbance. In the anti, Erik followed the robot while maintaining his distance, avoiding the other robots and killing so as they tried to attack him.
"Damn, this is getting interesting," a spectator murmured, leaning forward in anticipation. "Will he catch up to that robot?"
Every heartbeat echoed the chase's suspense. The whispers beca louder, filling the rooms where the live stream was being shown and flooding the chat boxes with comnts. Their hearts raced along with Erik's, and their breaths held as he navigated the treacherous undercurrents of the fictitious city.
Erik found himself following the robot through a maze of winding alleyways. The artificial creature was unaware it had been followed and kept moving with stealth, making Erik's task all the more difficult. Nonetheless, while impressive, the robot's attempts to blend in with the other robot characters did not catch Erik off guard.
"Whoever designed this simulation," Erik reflected, his gaze never leaving the robot before him, "really knew what they were doing; this is fucking incredible."
Erik marveled at the level of detail put into all of this. The city, the robots, and their actions had an almost surreal sense of life and believability. The cries of the vendors, laughter from a nearby inn, and even the scent of freshly baked bread wafting through the air from a fake baker's stand added to the realism.
The young man darted from one shadow to the next, mirroring the robot's pace and direction while keeping a safe distance.
He carefully observed the robot, noting its deanor, pace, and nervous glances over its shoulder. The AI appeared to have been programd to mimic human anxiety and fear. Erik was astounded by the detail that had gone into these simulations. But while the robot replicated nervousness, he was calm and collected, as he knew the robot was going into the heart of the city, the heart of his quest, toward the location where, according to what he discovered thanks to the Biological Supercomputer, the hostage was being held.
Erik kept trying to explain the situation. For sure, all of this had to have a background. He doubted the guild didn't go into this much detail about things after what it had done with the location itself. This made Erik feel awe and reverence for the people who designed the test, which perated his consciousness.
Erik maintained a safe distance from the robot but was getting impatient and wanted to smash it to pieces. Erik's heart pounded in his chest as the robot turned one final corner. And then, they finally arrived at their destination.
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