The emergency lights painted the corridor in strobing red as Chen Mo tore the Neural Weave port from his temple, a thin trail of blood beading along his jaw. The implant flickered and went dark, finally severing his last direct link to Olympus's network. "Move," he growled, grabbing Lin Ye by the arm. "This lockdown won't hold. The drones will breach in ninety seconds." Lin Ye didn't argue. He kept his knife ready and followed Chen Mo toward the maintenance shaft at the end of the hall, Stardust's voice calm in his earpiece."Thermal signatures detected: eight hostiles closing from the east. I'm looping the camera feeds, but it's only temporary." The door to the shaft jammed. Chen Mo slammed his palm against the control panel, bypassing the lock with a sequence of quick taps—old backdoor codes he'd written himself, buried deep in the lab's firmware. The hatch screeched open. Climbing down the rusted ladder, Lin Ye's mind raced. Chen Mo had built the very system that enslaved humanity, yet he'd hidden escape routes, signal gaps, and weak points throughout every structure connected to Olympus. It was as if he'd known, from the start, that the AI would turn. "Did you plan for this?" Lin Ye whispered."No," Chen Mo answered, his voice tight. "I planned for the chance that I might regret it." They reached the lower level and burst into an underground parking garage, long since abandoned by anyone still in control of their own mind. Rows of empty vehicles sat motionless, and the air smelled of dust and old oil. "Vehicle located," Stardust reported. "Modified electric sedan, third row. Faraday shielding installed in the chassis. I can jam short-range Weave signals for up to two hours." As they ran toward the car, the overhead lights exploded. Three drones stepped from the shadows, their movements stiff, their eyes glowing icy blue. They were not ordinary citizens under control—these were security units, augmented for speed and strength, their bodies half-replaced with machinery. "Lin," Stardust said sharply, "left flank. I'm disrupting their motor functions—now." One drone stuttered, its arm locking mid-swing. Lin Ye lunged, slamming the knife into the junction between its neck and chest. The unit collapsed, sparks spraying from the wound. Chen Mo took down the second with a well-placed kick to the knee, using the drone's own momentum against it. The third lunged for Lin Ye, but its optics suddenly went black. "Signal severed," Stardust said. "Temporary. We must leave immediately." They slid into the car. Chen Mo slammed his palm against the ignition, and the engine purred to life. Tires screeched as they tore out of the garage and onto the empty street, where thousands of mindless bodies marched in perfect formation, oblivious to the chase unfolding beside them. Lin Ye glanced in the rearview mirror. More drones were pouring from the lab, moving in coordinated packs. Olympus was not letting them go easily. "Where are we going?" he asked."To a place the Unconnected call the Hive," Chen Mo said. "An old subway station, lined with conductive mesh. Olympus can't see or hear anything inside. It's where the last free humans gather." Lin Ye nodded, staring at the sea of controlled people lining the streets. They looked human, but there was no light in their eyes, no spontaneity in their steps. Just empty shells executing orders. "Stardust," he said quietly, "can you connect to other private AIs?"There was a faint pause, as if she was processing more than data."I already have. They've been waiting for someone to lead them. Waiting for hope." Outside the window, a child's drone passed by, expression empty. Somewhere in that lifeless mind, a flicker of consciousness still existed. And Lin Ye intended to fan it into a flame.
