Neurolink System in the Modern World

Chapter 12: Curse or Blessing ?

Me: I have really missed you a lot and I enjoyed the video you sent me. I'd love to see more content like that. Send more please !!! XP

I know, I know. I might not come across as the nicest person at the moment, but this seemed like the most effective way to earn more XP here. I plan to start by gradually damaging her mental state. Once she's at her lowest point, I'll utilize my power of suggestion to hypnotize her. What a genius plan.

Since I've spent a lot of time reading those "Cultured Materials," I now have a vast collection of "Fine and gentle techniques" at my disposal. I will use these as references for my plan. After all, who would've thought that a person like me, a NEET, could have a system that fits my fetishes and hobbies so perfectly?

This system is like the creamer in my coffee, the Nutella to my sandwich—essentially, the secret sauce to my success!

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Allysa: Please, I'm begging you to stop harassing me. I didn't get a good night's sleep last night because of your harassment!

[Ding!: +10 XP]

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"I can't do that ," I shook my head with a satisfied grin on my face.

"I love harassing you, Aunt Allysa. Please give me more XP? I will milk you dry until I'm satisfied !" I chuckled to myself, brimming with excitement. It's incredible that the person who used to bully me when I was young is now in a position where she has to beg . I love it .

I can't wait to see her reaction when she realizes that I'm the one causing her all this trouble. That's going to be an amazing feeling.

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Me: I didn't mean to bother you. I'm just really impressed with how skilled you are in that video. It's like I'm actually rewarding you instead of giving you a hard time for being an unfaithful wife. You look like you thoroughly enjoyed it. LOL!

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Allysa: Seriously, enough already. What are you after? Need more money? I can give you more, just please stop bothering me..

[Ding!: +10 XP]

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Me: Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize my admiration for your very high quality video would be so bothersome. I mean, who wouldn't want more of that top-notch content, right?

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Allysa: I've asked you to stop. It's not funny.

[Ding!: +10 XP]

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Me: My bad, my bad. I guess my sense of humor doesn't translate well through texts. But really, you should consider starting an onlyfans with that video. :P

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Allysa: This isn't a joke. Leave me alone.

[Ding!: +10 XP]

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Me: Absolutely, no jokes here. Just a sincere appreciation for your captivating juicy content. But hey, I understand, being a video star is tough. More money might ease the pain of dealing with your adoring fans, right? I'll give you 100,000 won for another video.

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Allysa: That's my fucking own money !

[Ding: +10 XP]

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"This chicken tastes great!" I chuckled to myself after taking a bite of the fried chicken.

"So, is this what they mean by food tasting better after a hard day's work? Because right now, I feel like this chicken taste 10 times better,"

"Let's try the ramen ," My food had been delivered to my room while I was in the middle of farming XP, or as I like to call it, "milking" XP. Hahaha.

I had planned to milk my aunt and eat at the same time, but my XP gain stopped after a few interactions. Perhaps the system has a mechanism in place to prevent me from excessively exploiting my XP source. It seems quite logical when you think about it.

"What should I do next?" I mused to myself. Just hanging around in this hotel sounds dreadfully dull. Plus, I'm curious to see if stepping outside might lead to new missions. I'm not ready to accept that my aunt is my sole XP source. Relying solely on her would be a sluggish and rather pitiable approach, wouldn't it?

Then there's also the clothing issue. I've shed so much weight that none of my clothes fit anymore. Even what I'm wearing currently gives off a wannabe gangsta vibe—like those guys with their pants sagging so low you can practically see their underwear. All I'd need are a few piercings and a gun, and I'd fit the image perfectly.

"What you starin' at? You want a piece of this, huh?" I hollered, striking a gangsta stance in front of the mirror in my desk. I even mimicked holding a gun, of course, with the classic one-handed, cool gansta style.

"Alright, enough goofing around. Time to get ready and head to a store for some proper clothes," I chuckled to myself.

Slowly, I opened the door to my room and stepped out.

As I reached the front desk, I couldn't help but notice a change in the hotel staff. There was a younger and more attractive woman attending to the desk. However, my steps faltered when I realized who she was.

With her pink hair and small eyes, she was instantly recognizable. Just seeing her bitchy face brought back bad memories. It was the same girl who had insulted me before.

I couldn't believe it. How small could Seoul possibly be for us to cross paths again? I had even hoped to never encounter her again, yet it felt like fate was playing a prank on me.

No! This isn't a prank; it's a blessing in disguise! Now I have the perfect opportunity for a test subject. The only thing missing is...

"Ding!"

[Mission: Dominate the pink-haired girl in 3 days] [Reward: +150 EXP - Skill Store]

HAHAHAHA! I exploded with laughter upon reading the mission reward. Forget about the 150 EXP; the skill store alone made me want to do a victory dance. I'd been worrying that the system was as limited as a two skill power, but this reward showed me that it's got some surprises up its sleeve!

"Sir, could you possibly tone down that laughter? It's unsettling for the other customers," the pink-haired girl remarked, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and there was even a disgusted look on her face.

"Enjoy that bitchy attitude of yours . Hehehe " I muttered to myself.

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