BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 1077: The President’s daughter (3)



Erik and his team arrived at Sleb Harbour's airport. The air was tense. Even though the mission seemed simple, Erik felt worried, nervous, and alert. The mission was important, and Erik knew it could provide great results, and that was why he felt that way.

The problem was that the group had to be careful and sneaky to make sure no one realized they were actually going to replace Turke's daughter and her entourage.

<I wonder what she was really sent to do out of the country under her mother's orders. That's if she really went under her mother's orders and not someone else...>

Erik and the Chimaeric Demons he was with entered the airport.

Sleb Harbour's airport was busy and modern. The terminal had high ceilings and large windows, making the place flooded by light.

There were screens showing flight times, and security guards keeping watch.

The airport was busy. People were walking around, and there were many sounds-

announcements, luggage belts moving, and people talking.

However, the airport wasn't as crowded as it would have been during peacetime. The ongoing war had affected the number of travelers, and Erik could see in their faces what effect the war had brought on the population.

Many people looked worried and tired. Their eyes were sunken, and their faces were pale. There was clear stress on them, fear even, which could be seen in the way they stood and looked around. People spoke quietly, often with long pauses.

Erik gave a quick look around and focused his attention on the people. They were missing- those who had been called to fight in the war.

Friends, family members, and coworkers had left to serve, leaving a noticeable gap. The people who remained seemed to move with sadness, thinking about those who weren't there. <Were are the others?> Erik asked.

The place had too few people, but at least 500 Chimaeric Demons must have been here.

<Look closer, master.>

<Wha-? How should I find them if they are->

But then Erik noticed it. There was a small pin on their lapels. It was a tiny emblem that looked like an ordinary decorative piece to most people.

But for Erik and the Chimaeric Demons, it was an unmistakable sign.

The pin's design incorporated elements that only the Chimaeric Demons would understand, allowing them to identify each other without arousing suspicion. Even Mira, Amber, and Emily wouldn't be able to find out about it.

Of course, that so many people had that pin would have aroused suspicion, but the pins were not easy to see, especially when the clones moved, and there weren't enough people to notice them.

Essentially, the others were already there, shapeshifted into people, insects, and various animals for the sake of appearance.

The Chimaeric Demons, who looked like humans, spread out across the airport, acting like normal travelers.

Some went to the airport bar, ordering drinks and chatting with other "travelers" about delayed flights and vacation plans. Others looked at perfumes and electronics in the duty-free shops, pretending to be interested.

A few Chimaeric Demons bought snacks and coffee in the food court, keeping an eye on what was happening around them.

Some even used the restrooms, timing their visits to match when other people typically go. In the main area of the airport, several pretended to be families, with "parents" looking after "children" who were getting restless while waiting at their gates.

To make their act even more believable, some Chimaeric Demons dressed up as business people. They sat in the airport lounge with laptops open, looking very focused on their work.

By doing all these normal activities, the clones had been able to keep control of the surroundings.

But they weren't the only people at the airport. In fact, Erik's attacking group was not that big because they couldn't flood the place with people.

<How is the situation?> Erik asked to a Chimaeric Demon.

<Most of us shapeshifted into insects to avoid being seen completely. We already replaced the security with the Veritas Lenses, so there won't be a problem about anyone finding out we filled the place.>

<Good. What about the landing site?> Erik asked.

<The others have already surrounded the place and taken that of the workers there. There is no way she will escape.>

<Good. Landing lane?>

<B-5, sir.>

<I'll shapeshift and keep an eye on the surroundings. Will meet you there.>

There was a look of determination on Erik's face, and that was because the mission was a onetime chance to really get a hold on Hin.

<Yes, master.>

Erik split from the rest of the group and turned into a bug. No one was going to find out he had shapeshifted, but he couldn't be certain, and for sure, he had a knack that things were going to turn ugly for some reason. He was that lucky, after all.

Among the travelers, there were no blackguards disguised. He flew close to the ground, zipping past people's feet and under benches.

In the meantime, each member of the group started going into position.

Some of the Chimaeric Demons headed to the security checkpoint. This was where people had

to go through metal detectors and have their bags scanned.

The Chimaeric Demons knew this was a key spot to watch, as it was the last place people went before entering the main part of the airport.

In case they had problems, for example, the target might flee the landing site and reach here; they could use that as a last line of attack. Or, in case they got attacked, it would serve as another checkpoint preventing people from going to the plane.

But these weren't the only places where the Chimaeric Demons went. Some acted as roaming guards; some others went into offices in case the target tried to hide; others acted as cleaners and roamed around bathrooms to prevent the target from hiding there.

There wasn't a single place in that airport that wasn't under the Chimaeric Demons' control.Nôv(el)B\\jnn