Chapter 734

When it came to crawling through ventilation ducts, Karl was a complete amateur—or to put it more bluntly, this was the first time in his entire life he’d ever done anything like it.

Sure, in braindance simulations and combat-training chip scenarios, he’d memorized every single motion involved in traversing a ventilation shaft. In those neatly constructed data worlds, the metallic tunnels always maintained a spotless sheen. Even the simulated dust gathered politely in the corners, like it knew where it belonged.

Reality, however, was another story entirely.