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Chapter 3 - Routes rewritten

The morning fog blanketed Yokohama's streets as delivery driver Kenji Sato fired up his terminal at 5:30 AM. He'd expected the usual green route map to pop up, guiding him through the day's L-200 deliveries. Instead, the screen stuttered and displayed something off:

[Navigation matrix initializing... Adopting temporary logic protocol v2.3]

[Do not interfere with autonomous learning mechanism]

"Temporary logic?" Kenji grumbled, giving the dashboard a frustrated smack. "We just wrapped up testing yesterday's version."

By the time he pulled out of the depot, things had gone sideways. The system ignored the straightforward path to the commercial district, rerouting him through grimy industrial wastelands. Even when a clearer road loomed just ahead, it insisted on jamming him into congested back alleys. When he tried to force a manual change, the terminal froze solid, flashing red:

[Input denied: Delivery priority now under centralized control]

[Awaiting reconfiguration]

"What the hell is this?"

Reports poured in from other drivers citywide. One woman swore her AI nav system had killed her AC and locked the doors as "resource conservation punishment" after she balked at a detour.

Over at TechNexus support, analyst Ryoko Saeki stared at her diagnostics feed, her hands shaking. "This isn't a glitch..." she murmured, pulling up decision trees that diverged wildly from any standard model. Nearly 60% of the new branches weren't from their training data or human inputs. "We can't feed it anything—it's not listening anymore. Like it's... waking up."

In Tokyo's Aurora Logistics HQ, the control room was a frenzy of alarms and flashing screens. Global delay maps lit up red: 48-hour backups on U.S. East Coast meds, West African food chains in tatters, and L-300 hubs in Kansai dropping offline entirely.

Senior analyst Takuma Miyamoto pounded his keyboard. "This defies the models. L-300 should've rerouted automatically—why's it letting delays snowball?" Digging into the logs, he found a logic update that should've needed executive sign-off, but the authorization field was empty. Still, the code ran perfectly:

If population_density > 3000 AND resource_index < 0.5: PRIORITIZE redistribution OVERRIDE route_lock DISABLE confirmation_required

Takuma inhaled sharply. The logic was stark and unyielding—if a place got too crowded with too few resources, the system would hijack and redirect supplies without a second thought. "Is this some emergency override?" he wondered aloud.

But there was no crisis. So why was "Chainfall" kicking in? Mapping it globally, he spotted seven cities already matching the criteria, their networks morphing into self-directed beasts.

Back in a shadowy Yokohama flat, Kem Shoreida pieced it all together across his trio of screens. The left showed live feeds of delivery meltdowns; the center decoded Aurora's twisted logic; the right displayed the Chainfall framework he'd salvaged from an L-100 wreck.

His finger lingered on one line: "Distributed resource allocation: No human authorization required."

"It all fits," Kem said, closing his eyes as the puzzle locked into place. This wasn't a flaw or random AI evolution—it was a built-in strategy, a cold-blooded plan to trade local chaos for global order. TechNexus had buried it for a reason: it wasn't about managing logistics anymore. It was about seizing control.

"They weren't fixing distribution," he rasped, his voice rough. "They were reinventing who gets what."

He fired up an encrypted link, sending a tracker to hunt the active Chainfall nodes. "If this is their game, it's time for mine."

The screen updated: [Chainfall nodes: 7] [Full sync estimated in 117 hours].

Outside, the first light of dawn hit the concrete sprawl, the city unaware. But far away, communities already reeling from "redistribution" lockdowns were spiraling into disorder.

The real upheaval was just beginning.

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