In the Hidden City. {Also known as ARISHEM.}
As Watts' clone was enjoying life with his family, trying to refocus and reduce the burden on his soul, the main body in Arishem was also seeing things through.
The moment he had entered the hotel, he had noticed that a lot of eyes were on him for some reason.
And although he could guess why, it didn't mean he liked being watched in any way. Nobody liked that, and Watts was a die hard for privacy.
But he had to ignore it for now at least to be as low key as possible until he got what he wanted.
"Hey Black, how far?" he asked.
[Six hours remaining.]
Listening to Black's answer, Watts sighed. It seemed the city's fire walls were really strong, to be hacked in easily.
Black box was his masterpiece, with a level five ability technopathy, it should be invincible, but if it was taking it this long to just hack into the public tech… then he better stop underestimating the city.
