Free Web NovelChapter 114: Breaking Gravity Logic
The night had completely taken over the city. Neon lights illuminated the streets. Traffic had become lighter. Most people had already returned home.
Far above the bustling roads, a crimson figure sped across the city. It was the Crimson Bunny Biker.
Nobody gripped the handlebars of his motorcycle as the cool night wind rushed past him. His crimson bunny helmet reflected the lights of the skyscrapers. He chuckled. "Man...I really missed the night shift."
The motorcycle roared through the empty avenue.
VROOOOOOM!
Nobody stretched one arm dramatically. "Hello ladies and citizens! Your neighborhood Crimson bunny is officially on patrol!"
The system responded almost instantly.
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[New Criminal Activity Detected]
[Illegal Drug Export Operation]
[Location: East Harbor Cargo Docks]
[Threat Level: B]
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Nobody’s eyes lit up. "Oh? A fresh batch of higher-layer NPCs?" He grinned beneath the helmet. "For a long time, I haven’t hunted some higher-layer NPC thugs. Let’s go hunting."
He twisted the accelerator.
VROOOOOOOM!!
The motorcycle surged forward like a crimson bullet. Streetlights blurred into streaks of light.
Nobody laughed loudly. "This is what I’m talking about!"
After several minutes of riding...He suddenly sighed. "...Though...Driving on normal roads feels kinda boring."
The system immediately replied.
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[Reminder]
[User Has One Unclaimed Reward]
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Nobody blinked. "Huh? I forgot something?"
Another window appeared.
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[Reward: Gravitational Suction Tires]
Description:
Allows the user’s motorcycle to adhere to walls, ceilings and inclined surfaces regardless of orientation.
Status: Ready To Install
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Nobody’s jaw nearly dropped. "...Wait....WHAT?!" His motorcycle slowed slightly. "So basically...my bike became a Spider Bike?"
The system answered immediately.
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[Affirmative]
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Nobody threw one hand into the air. "AWESOMEEEEE!!"
Without hesitation he selected the reward.
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[Installing...]
10%
35%
67%
100%
[Installation Complete]
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The tires briefly glowed with a faint blue light. Then returned to normal.
Nobody looked down. "...That’s it?"
The system replied.
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[Ability Activated]
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Nobody looked toward the massive wall of a nearby office building. A mischievous grin appeared beneath his helmet. "Oh...I know exactly what to test."
Instead of turning he aimed directly at the wall.
The motorcycle accelerated.
VROOOOOOOOM!!
People nearby gasped. "That biker’s going to crash! What is he doing?!"
Nobody laughed. "Trust me, guys! I absolutely have no idea!"
The motorcycle reached the wall. Instead of crashing, the front tire touched it.
CLACK.
Then....
The bike continued upward straight as if gravity had completely forgotten how to work.
Nobody burst into laughter. "HOLY MOLY!! I’M CLIMBING A BUILDING!!"
The motorcycle crawled vertically across the skyscraper.
Office workers near the windows nearly dropped their coffee. "WHAT?! How is that possible?!"
Nobody waved cheerfully at them. "Evening!"
One businessman rubbed his eyes. "...I’m definitely taking tomorrow off."
Higher.
Higher.
Higher.
Within seconds....
Nobody reached the rooftop. The motorcycle smoothly rolled onto the flat surface. He stopped.
Silence surrounded him. Only the cool wind remained.
Above...The full moon illuminated the city.
Nobody slowly removed one hand from the handlebar. "Holy moly...I am in my full-time glory." He looked across the endless skyline. "This....is absolutely beautiful."
The wind fluttered his black blazer.
For a brief moment....He simply admired the view.
Then...A familiar grin returned. "Okay...Enough emotional stuff. Time to do something crazy." He looked around the rooftop.
Several nearby skyscrapers stood only a few meters apart.
Nobody pointed toward them. "...Can I?"
The system answered before he finished asking.
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[Yes]
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Nobody laughed. "I love this system sometimes." He backed the motorcycle up. Revved the engine.
VROOOOOOOM!!
Then....He launched off the rooftop. The motorcycle soared through the air. "WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOO!!"
For several seconds....Nothing existed beneath him except empty space.
Then....The bike landed sideways against another building.
THUNK!
Instead of falling it continued driving horizontally across the wall.
Nobody laughed uncontrollably. "I’M BREAKING PHYSICS!!"
The system corrected him.
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[Correction]
[User Is Merely Ignoring Gravity]
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"Same difference!"
He accelerated even more. Now he wasn’t driving through the city. He was racing across its walls. Up one skyscraper across another, down a hotel, along a bridge support. Every jump became more ridiculous than the last.
Nobody couldn’t stop laughing. "This...This is the greatest reward EVER!"
Several pigeons flew away in panic. One nearly collided with his helmet.
"Sorry, bird bro!"
Eventually....The cargo district appeared in the distance. Large warehouses, shipping containers, cargo cranes, bright floodlights.
Nobody slowed the motorcycle.
The system displayed another notification.
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[Target Area Reached.]
[Illegal Drug Export Operation Confirmed.]
[Estimated Hostiles: 42]
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Nobody whistled. "Forty-two? They’re having quite the party." He parked the motorcycle behind a rooftop ventilation unit overlooking the docks.
Below....
Several trucks stood beside rows of shipping containers. Workers loaded sealed wooden crates into large cargo trailers. Armed guards patrolled the perimeter.
Nobody took out a small pair of binoculars. "Let’s see..." He observed carefully. "No civilians nearby. Good."
Several guards laughed while supervising the loading operation. One of them checked paperwork. Another counted boxes.
Nobody tilted his head. "They’re pretty organized."
The system responded.
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[Operation Appears Professional]
[Probability Of Organized Criminal Network: High]
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Nobody nodded. "So...This isn’t some random street gang." He continued observing.
One truck finally closed its rear doors. Its engine started.
The convoy was almost ready to leave.
Nobody sighed dramatically. "Guess I showed up just in time." He slowly stood. The moonlight reflected off his crimson helmet. He stretched both arms. "Alright. The Crimson Bunny’s midnight delivery inspection service...is officially open."
He reached for his twin crowbars.
CLINK.
The familiar metallic sound echoed softly across the rooftop.
Nobody twirled them skillfully. A confident grin spread beneath his helmet. "Let’s make sure these packages...never reach their destination."
Far below....None of the guards had noticed the crimson figure standing high above them. The hunt...Was about to begin.
....
Nobody crouched near the edge of the rooftop and looked down once more.
Rows of shipping containers stretched across the dock like a giant maze. Forklifts moved back and forth while workers hurried to finish loading the trucks.
One guard yawned and stretched.
Another complained, "Once these shipments leave tonight, the boss said we’re getting a bonus."
The first guard grinned. "Easy money."
Nobody overheard every word. He quietly shook his head. "Easy money from ruining innocent lives..." He spun one crowbar around his finger before catching it. "Yeah...I don’t think I can let that slide."
The system immediately displayed another notification.
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[Optional Mission Updated]
Objective: Prevent The Drug Shipment From Leaving The Cargo Docks.
Bonus Reward Available Upon Success.
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Nobody smirked beneath his crimson bunny helmet. "A bonus reward too?" He cracked his neck.
"Looks like tonight’s hunting trip just got even more interesting."
