Raven Vex: A LitRPG Saga (The Binding Book 2) by Riley Mercer

Author:Riley Mercer [Mercer, Riley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-24T22:00:00+00:00

My translator doesn’t show me Meran text when I use it, but there’s an option for it in the little touch screen’s upper corner. Sighing in relief, I retreat to an alley and away from the Earth foot traffic. The metallic smell is stronger here.

The handheld computer is easy to figure out. I look up Atlas_Reign’s username and it leads me to one Morrow Adams, employee number 4987622, last logged into The Binding a few Earth days ago. Scrolling with my finger, I’m able to look at his performance reviews from his former job—all given a flat average and no raises—and then I find a warrant for his arrest in red text. No reason is given, but I already know why.

He dared to try to get ahead in life.

And then I scroll down to his photo.

Morrow looks amazingly like Atlas, tall with dark blond hair and deep, soulful eyes that refuse to get crushed. Heat rushes to my face as I look at his photo. If he were Meran, he would be a proud member of society.

And he appears to be eighteen rotations old, though I know that Earth rotations are only half as long as Meran ones.

I click on a tab that promises location info. A red dot appears on a map of City 36 where his apartment must have been. He hasn’t been there for days. There’s nothing beyond that, but I zoom out the map and see other labeled regions surrounding the ring of apartments and downtown structures.

And my gaze lands on Sector 14. It’s labeled in red and full of crumbling buildings, some of which are obvious in the satellite imagery. It’s where I need to go.

I eye the foot traffic and wait for it to thin. It does, slowly, as blue-uniformed people make their way home from work shifts. Flying vehicles that look like gray pills land and take off again. I assume they’re taxis. I’ve seen plenty of similar vehicles on Mera.

One lands and drops off two blue-uniformed women. I run to it and open the door on a droid pilot who waits with its metal hands on a steering wheel. Great. I’d rather deal with a droid who won’t care which planet I’m from.

“City 36,” I tell it. “Get me as close to Sector 14 as you can.”

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.