Adamantium Suit (Part 1)

Swish! Swish! Lucas's lean figure was cutting through the wind.

Upon jumping from the 30th floor, he started his stopwatch. By earlier calculation using Newton's equation, he found out the time required to reach the window of room 263 was 15 seconds. "This Newton guy made my job so simple, I should go and thank him later."

At the 10th second, Lucas launched a grappling rope from his suit, whose pointed end thrusted through the material of the building, and then he slowly descended down, finally stopping in front of the destined window whose curtains were already drawn.

This was perfect for Lucas's sneak attack. He started cutting the window in a rectangular shape with the suit's extended claws and, after making sure through infrared vision that no one was present, went in.

After going inside, Lucas noticed different documents, blueprints of buildings, and local maps lying on a table. There were also some wires, holders, and other items on another table. "Seems like these guys are quite professional to make such thorough preparations. Sigh, if only they knew it was going to be useless."

Lucas noticed someone coming towards him and immediately leapt up to stick to the ceiling like a lizard, after which he saw a 6-foot-tall man with scars on his face approaching the documents. Picking them up, he sat on the couch.

Lucas knew there were two targets, so he didn't attack but decided to wait for some time. Just after a while, another man of 5'7" stature wearing a white coat came in. The duo then started talking with each other. Lucas knew this was the right time to commence the attack.

He drew his weapon slowly and jumped down casually. The duo was very shocked to see a man suddenly standing in front of them, but still, their faces turned solemn. The tall guy summoned his weapon from his spatial storage, but Lucas was not busy drinking tea as they were doing this and had already taken action.

Zhup! Zhup! Two laser shots, two guys dead. "I should increase my accuracy. Even though the distance was close, I couldn't shoot them in the head. Sigh."

Lucas then started harvesting all the info and supplies from these two guys. The shorter guy was a level 3 researcher and level 4 engineer; the other guy was just a level 3 fighter. "Seems like they were a team."

From their memories, he came to know that they were working for a small assassin organization and there was actually one more guy with them who was called Jeffrey and was a level 4 doctor. But what surprised him was that he could not harvest much information from them. "Something is blocking my access to their memories," and so Lucas gave up.

After salvaging everything, he placed a remote camera bomb which would explode when Lucas wanted it to. Then he went up on the top floor again. This time he was going to use a parachute to land on the terrace of the opposite building named 'Zaron Corp.'

One must know that the hotel's height was about 300 meters while that of the target building was 200 meters, and the distance between them was barely enough for the jump to be successful. But Lucas, being the fearless person that he was, still made the jump. "I have trust in this Newton guy's equations. If it says the jump is possible, then it should be possible. I guess I owe a lot to him now. Sigh."

He then took a run-up and jumped from the edge of Rosary Hotel a second time.

290m… 280m… 270m… 220m...

Alert! Deploy parachute.

Poof!

Lucas could feel the cold wind brushing by as he was approaching the opposite building very fast.

"Okay, steady, steady, stead... Thud! Hmm, a good landing nonetheless, given that it was my first time."

Just as he landed, Lucas's watch vibrated, and when he looked at it, he saw a person entering through the door of room no. 263, which was none other than Jeffrey, who was looking terrified after seeing his comrades' bodies.

"Friend, I know you want answers, so you better catch up with your friends. They will tell you the entire story. Goodbye," Lucas then pressed the detonate option.

Boom!

Lucas, standing on the opposite building, could clearly see room no. 263, which was now engulfed in fire and in a complete mess. The corners of his lips rose. "The starters are done; it's time for the main course."

After which, he used the same strategy of breaking through the window to enter Zaron's house. "The journey so far was quite smooth, but I have a bad feeling about it."

While Lucas was searching around Zaron's house, a man with a strong build and tall stature was now looking at this scene on a screen. Sitting on a chair with a woman wearing a silky long dress sitting on his lap, he had a wicked smile on his face. "I was quite bored these days with no rats to kill. It looks like I found one." The woman smiled but advised, "Regal, don't you think we should tell this to Master Zaron first?"

The tall man rebuked angrily, "Master Zaron is a very busy man. Rats like him don't deserve his attention. You go and keep a lookout while I get rid of him." The man named Regal then started walking towards Lucas's area. After Regal was gone, the woman looked at the screen and charmingly smiled, "Mr. Lucas, it seems like you caused quite the ruckus in the hotel. I am surprised." She then went in the opposite direction of Regal.

If Lucas had been there, he would be shocked to see the woman, as she was none other than the receptionist of Hotel Rosary.

But alas, Lucas was busy searching for the hidden vault and was quite frustrated now. "That old bastard Zaron is quite crafty. I have searched for so long but couldn't find anything. Maybe I should ask someone."

Just as he was thinking about how to proceed, he heard a cold and harsh voice, "You should worry about your life instead of searching here and there, you fool."

Lucas had a mixed expression of surprise and delight on his face as he heard this. "The yield this time seems to be plenty. I guess it's time for a good harvest," after which Lucas turned to face the man with a childish and wicked natural smile plastered on his face.

The man's expression after seeing Lucas's smile turned solemn as cold sweat dripped from his back.