The Reincarnated Novelist: Renz Garcia’s Future

Chapter 4: Down Into Sector 4

finally paying off, not as empty validation, but as a shield to protect his path.He navigated the final turn of the corridor, arriving at the rusting hydraulic doors of the abandoned drone shop. Pushing past the loose wiring and decayed insulation, he found himself in a small, low-ceilinged basement filled with ancient, humming server stacks. In the far corner of the room, a primitive, cracked computer terminal was hooked directly into a localized data-well.The screen was alive with text. Renz stepped closer, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes scanned the display terminal. It wasn't a corporate ledger. It was a digital reading interface, and open on the screen was the final chapter of his newly published novel.Beside the terminal sat a small, physical object that felt completely out of place in this high-tech century—a faded, well-preserved piece of old-world paper, weighed down by an empty glass bottle of premium scent oils.Renz reached out with a trembling hand, picking up the paper. Written on it in a desperate, rushed handwriting were the words: “Keep writing, Kharl. I’m still reading.”The terminal’s command line blinked, displaying the user registry log for the account: K.G._Sector4. The system interface showed that the user had logged off only five minutes before Renz's arrival, escaping through a secondary vent line into the labyrinth of Sector 4.Renz clutched the note tightly, a fierce, burning determination lighting up his eyes. His brother Karlester was close. He was actively tracking his path, hiding in the shadows of the future just as they had survived the shadows of the past.Turning back toward the exit of the data-well, Renz initialized his G-Helper tracking array once more. He wasn't going back to the high sectors. The hunt had officially begun, and he wouldn't stop until he brought his brother out of the dark.