My Urban System: Ordinary became Extaordinary-Chapter 26: Clash

Upon the muscular women’s landing, the driver of the bus felt the balance off, and slammed on the breaks, making the passengers inside all move forward, and shake the bus.

The sound of the bus screeching against the asphalt was heard, and bumped into nearby vehicles, causing few collisions. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Before anyone could process what happened, Lucy moved, pulling Jack to reality.

She kicked the emergency lever sending it flying, and then swung her body sideways, and immediately opened fire upward through the bus roof.

The shots were deafening.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

It was the first time Jack had ever heard gunfire so close. So loud.

"How many?" Lucy then shouted over the chaos.

Jack blinked. "W–What?"

"The enemies!"

Seeing the map in his head, Jack could see the two red dots separate with the one on the roof and the other on an approaching distance.

’But how did she?’

"Two! One above us—another about seventy meters out!"

Jack answered almost subconsciously as he feared for the situation as he read the angles and meters in the map in his head.

"What are their dominant genes?" Lucy asked sharply.

’Genes? Does she mean race?’ Jack thought.

"I don’t know—I need to see them clearly."

Lucy didn’t hesitate.

She vaulted out of the bus, spinning mid-air, landing with one hand braced on the asphalt like an acrobat while firing upwards with her other. Her bullets sparked against the silhouette on the roof.

And then he saw her.

The muscular woman—towering, broad-shouldered, veins bulging like cables—ripped a metal bench from the sidewalk as if it were made of foam. She hurled it at Lucy without effort, shattering glass everywhere.

"Are they shooting a movie?!" someone from the crowd yelled, recording on their phone.

Jack’s stomach dropped as he carried Shadow in his arms.

The appraisal window flickered:

[Sharon Wink]

[Age: 28]

[Level: 28]

[Awakened Gene: 17% Ogre]

[Kill count: 11]

[Note: Extremely strong]

Sharon’s roar exploded through the street. If there were animals around, they would have all ran away.

"COME HERE, LITTLE WORM!"

Lucy was fast and agile but Sharon was stronger.

Her bullets hit, but Sharon shrugged them off with monstrous delight, laughing as she bulldozed through obstacles.

"Shit!" Jack muttered.

Sharon snatched a motorcycle and flung it at Lucy like a toy, smashing it into a parked truck as sparks ignited.

In the dark night, the few people then started screaming and ran.

Moreover, it was too fast.

’Level 28! This is level 28, and she’s scary strong,’ Jack thought to herself, fearing for Lucy, when suddenly, Lucy slowed down her movements as if she was jogging!

’What is she doing?! Is she out of breath?!’ Jack thought in fear.

Then.

Lucy noticeably started to slow her breathing. Her chest rose and fell in a strange, precise cycle while she breathed air in a controlled rhythmic breathing as if she was centering herself in the middle of chaos.

Then, when the next wave of debris came, Lucy dodged them all and hid in places with a much faster and efficient movement as if she was dancing under a rain of meteorites.

For a moment, Jack was mesmerized, and then remembered her question earlier.

"Your opponent has awakened the ogre blood. Move out of there!" Jack shouted.

Lucy was silent as she glanced back—just for a fraction of a second.

And in that fraction of a second, he saw Joe Carlos appear from behind Jack, so she then threw one of her pistols at him.

"Use it!"

In that split second.

[Dodge!]

A system notice glowing in red suddenly flickered in Jack’s eyes, making him throw himself backward. That second almost cost him his life as a sharp, metallic whisper sliced through the air, grazing his neck.

[-6 HP]

Meanwhile, Lucy suddenly vanished.

Not literally, but her movement sharpened so intensely it looked like she was fading and then she slipped between flying debris, dashed under a tumbling signpost, and as Sharon barreled herself to crush her, Lucy launched herself upward with a single explosive exhale, and her heel slammed into Sharon’s jaw in a clean brutal arc.

Crack!

Sharon’s head snapped sideways and for the first time, she staggered.

But Lucy wasn’t finished.

She stopped breathing strangely and started firing with deafening gunshots. For a moment, Sharan was actually being pushed back.

Jack’s jaw dropped, but he didn’t have time to be mesmerized.

[-6 HP]

Ignoring his wound, Jack immediately grabbed the gun Lucy had given him.

And suddenly, something happened.

’!!!’

It wasn’t the usual physical power up.

It was a pulse.

A vibration through his palm making it stable, and his sight clearer than before.

[Absorbing Object...]

[Matching Host’s Neural Pathways...]

[Firearm Proficiency: INSTALLED]

[Ordinary Pistol Equipped.]

[Sharpshooter skill obtained.]

[You can now wield this ordinary pistol like a master sharpshooter.]

Jack gasped.

It wasn’t the first time he touched a gun but this was new.

The gun suddenly felt like an extension of his hand—like he’d trained for years.

"What—what the hell—?!" he whispered.

Joe Carlos stepped forward, butcher knife glinting under the streetlights.

"Stop!" Jack yelled. "I’ll shoot!"

Joe snorted. "You think that toy can hurt me?"

Jack fired.

BANG.

The recoil was perfect—unnaturally perfect—yet the bullet only buried itself halfway into Joe’s forehead... and stopped. Joe plucked it out with two fingers. The wound sealed instantly, skin stitching back together like nothing happened.

"Cute," he whispered.

A cold chill stabbed through Jack’s spine.

He fired again.

And again.

And again.

But Joe kept walking, unfazed, bullets flattening or popping out of his regenerating skin. Jack’s heartbeat roared in his ears.

Behind him.

BOOM!

A car detonated as Sharon hurled a chunk of metal at Lucy. Dust swallowed the street as the ogre-woman charged her with manic glee.

But then.

Civilians who were recording from a distance weren’t alone anymore.

Men in black suits—Association agents—began swarming the perimeter, shouting orders, pushing people back.

But the street was already a war zone.

Jack pulled the trigger—click.

Empty.

[You have run out of bullets.]

Joe Carlos grinned, eyes gleaming red. "Out of bullets?"

Then he lunged.

Jack braced himself, heart hammering—when a sudden mechanical hum filled the air.

Drones.

A cluster of them descended overhead, cameras locking onto the scene. At the same moment, a black SUV screeched into view, headlights slicing through smoke.

Joe froze, clicking his tongue in irritation.

"Damn it... we’re exposed."

He shot Sharon a sharp glare. "We’re leaving. Now."

Sharon who was enjoying herself clicked her tongue and throw one thing one last time.

Then, she relaxed and trailed after Joe Carlos.

In just four breaths, they were gone.

The sight of fire, ruined cars, and the stunned remains of the street opened to everyone’s eyes.

Jack’s breath hitched but he was thinking of another thing as he looked at the gun in his hand.

[You have survived a life-threatening situation.]

[You have gained 100 exp points]

[You have gained 100 exp points.]

[You have leveled up.]

’What just happened? What exactly is this system all about?’