Neurolink System in the Modern World

After extracting all the information I needed, I turned him into my loyal puppet. Now, he existed only as Myeong Tia's husband name on paper.

I also used my Oath on him, ensuring his loyalty to me would never be dispelled. His purpose now solely revolved around earning money for my benefit, and also making contact with those organization in Russia.

Next, I controlled all the servants in the house and used Oath on them as well. In fact, during this process, I had already controlled my driver to use suggestion on everyone. That's why I felt bold enough to get gory and batshit crazy on the guards without worrying about anyone calling the police.

Considering the sheer size of this mansion, and the number of servants, it would have been impossible for no one to hear those eerie sounds of blood splattering. Yet, it was all part of my calculated plan, taking every detail into consideration.

RING RING RING

As my phone buzzed, a familiar number flashed on the screen—an incoming call from one of the directors at Cerebrum Seoul. Despite my newfound position as the hidden puppeteer, the branch continued its operations, seemingly unaffected by the covert control I exerted.

I leisurely answered the call, a nonchalant tone in my voice as if nothing had changed.

"Hello?" I greeted, my mind brimming with the knowledge that I now held the strings behind the scenes.

The director's voice crackled through the line, his inquiries veiled with routine business matters. Read latest stories on empire

It was amusing how effortlessly I manipulated everyone. If I could replicate the same in Jeju Island, I might really infiltrate them and become the hidden puppeteer again. The irony would be quite something—them unaware that they were being corrupted by me, one by one, from the inside.

However, this time, one topic piqued my interest. He inquired about the procedure for the upcoming batch of brain extractions.

Every month, the brains in the Mainframe Server had to be swapped out. Neglecting this crucial task would trigger the Central Computer, located elsewhere, to detect insufficient processing power being sent from our branch—a scenario we definitely wanted to avoid.

"How many people do we need to sacrifice?" I asked

"30?"

The revelation that we had to sacrifice 30 lives for the purposed of harvesting their brain processing power struck me as very inhumane. In that moment, a surge of determination coursed through me, and I instantly knew what had to be done.

"Okay, wait for me. I will kill them myself," I replied with a casual smile.

In my twisted logic, the lives of those 30 people seemed irrelevant. If they were destined to die anyway, why not be the one to end their lives and feed my EXP and Skill points in the process?

But just so I could feel somewhat better about it, I decided to choose those who had done something worse—individuals who had killed others and taken advantage of people using their power. In my twisted justification, those who engaged in such heinous acts deserved to face the consequences, except for me, because I was powerful enough to protect myself.

As my memory surged, I began to recall the names of people who had committed heinous crimes.

I chose those who were already 40 years old and above, believing that the younger ones deserved a second chance, understanding that some might have been impulsive due to their age. After all, who wouldn't be tempted to abuse their power when young and free?

For instance, there was one individual who had used their abilities to steal a PS3. I found it hard to justify handing out the death penalty for such a seemingly trivial offense.

With the unsettling task settled, I returned to my business, shifting my focus back to the Mother and Daughter Duo in front of me.

"Hey I will borrow your master bedroom to enjoy your wife and Step daughter," I asked Myeong Tia's husband .

"Everything that is mine is yours," he answered, bowing his head in reverence. It was a rather mundane reaction, but that was acceptable.

Soon, I would be able to enjoy the company of his wife and daughter, anyway.

"Mom, what happened?" Anna's eyes asked while she slowly woke up from her nap.

The entire place was now clean. I used my Telekinesis to remove the bloodstains, restoring the area to its presentable state, so she was unaware of the bloodbath that happened moments ago.

Her eyes darted between me, her mother, and her stepfather, confusion etched across her face due to the serious atmosphere present in the room.

Seeing her vulnerable state, I began to imagine the things I would do to enjoy her.

RING RING RING

'What the heck,' I clicked my tongue in annoyance. I was already immersed in my imaginative thoughts about what I would do, pondering on foreplay and other aspects. After all, here was a Russian girl in front of me. While she might not be pureblooded, she was the closest thing I had to experiencing some European cuisine.

Reluctantly, I answered the phone. Whoever was calling must have had a pretty good reason to disturb me, or they would find themselves in big trouble.

Fortunately, it turned out to be an important call.

I hung up the call and sighed. I had expected to have more days to spare, but the Jeju Island representative went to my base without even notifying anyone of their arrival.

"I need to go," I announced abruptly, offering no further explanation to Myeong Tia. She remained silent, understanding her place, yet disappointment flickered in her eyes.

As for Anna, confusion clouded her expression. She could sense that her mother harbored some affection for me, a perception sharpened by her womanly instincts. However, what perplexed her was the sight of her proud stepfather, smiling and seemingly kissing my ass.

The weird power dynamics at play made her confused .

"Anna," my voice echoed before I left the room.

"What is it?" she asked with a wry expression .

"We will meet again, so don't let any man touch you before that," I commanded.