Neurolink System in the Modern World

"What are we going to do? They actually locked us in."

"Is this even legal?"

"Damn it, they're just treating us infected already," murmurs filled the air.

The police officers from the station had been transferred to another room, leaving behind most of the civilians and those who were already infected in this one vacant office.

Yumi was still with us, and the number of new victims had now increased to 6; the earlier four had unfortunately died already.

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

It appears that those who died had direct contact with the first victims, and so far, those who haven't touched the blood remain unharmed. It's safe to say that the blood is the cause of all this.

"Hey, why are you still okay?" one of the male civilians spoke, his voice filled withsuspicion  as he pointed at Yumi. He had noticed that she had shown no signs of succumbing to the strange illness that had taken several lives already.

Yumi glanced around nervously before responding, her voice quivering slightly.

"I don't know... I mean, I touched the blood too, just like some of them did. Maybe it's just taking longer for whatever this is to affect me."

"I don't believe it," The civilian sneered in contempt.

A hushed murmur of disbelief and confusion rippled through the group. It was indeed strange in their opinion that Yumi had not shown any symptoms, despite the fact that others who had come into contact with the blood had quickly fallen ill and die. Some exchanged skeptical glances, while others simply continued to observe her, trying to make sense of the situation.

"You're lying! Maybe you're the carrier of this virus," one of the civilians accused, his voice filled with annoyance.

He stepped forward, pointing an accusatory finger at Yumi. "I heard that some carriers of viruses are immune to it. I'm a nurse, and I've seen patients like this before."

Yumi's eyes widened, and she looked around, realizing that the trust of the group was rapidly eroding. The accusation had struck a nerve among those who were already frightened and desperate for answers.

'This is bad,' I muttered to myself, clicking my tongue in frustration.

'It would be troublesome if she's the only one not being affected,' I realized that I needed to help others to avoid drawing too much attention. However, my immediate concern was diffusing the tense situation that had arisen.

I intervened, trying to maintain a calm demeanor.

"Maybe she's just immune. If that's the case, then you shouldn't really be talking to her like that," I suggested, using my skill to influence the man. He fell silent, realizing that I had a valid point.

Next, I selected two women from among the current sick individuals. I chose them because they were still young and had a lot more to experience in life. I promise I didn't choose them because they're young and attractive. That's not the kind of person I am.

I used my suggestion skill to remove the mental disorder. Although their breathing was still strained due to their damage lungs, they wouldn't die anytime soon.

As for the others, It's not really my problem.

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[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

The remaining six individuals finally succumbed to the illness and took their last breaths. It made everyone even more on edge, but at this point, they couldn't do anything but pray.

After some time, no one else was showing any signs of dying.

"Rest in peace. It's unfortunate that you had to die like this, but everyone has to face death someday," I whispered as I clasped my hands together in prayer for their souls.

"Thank you for your contribution ," I added.

"Status"

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Name :  Ji-Hoon Zyden

Title  : System Holder

Age  : 18 years old

Overall Stats : 48.7

Level :10 [3100/5000]

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<Attributes>

Strength: 10

Agility: 11

Stamina: 4

Endurance: 9.5

Intelligence: 4

Charisma: 10

Mind Power : 0.2

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<Skills>

Mind Eye [Level 3]

Suggestion [Level 22] [52%]

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Skill Store II

Skill Combination I

Mission Board I

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*Intense Quick Learning Level 10

*Complex Cognitive Instinct Level 12

*Parallel Processing Level 1

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*Faker [Level 1]

*Quick Phase [Level 2]

*Berserk [Level 1]

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Attribute Points: 0

Skill points: 16

Domination Points : 1

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I noticed my intelligence stats increasing, and I was glad that I didn't have to spend more attributes on it. Then, I decided to increase my skill level.

[Suggestion [Level 22] —>  [Level 30] [70%]

[Suggestion [Level 30] —>  [Level 31]  [71%]

I stopped leveling up my suggestion skill after reaching level 31.

As expected, the impact of each skill point invested decreased, now yielding only a 1% increase per point. Looking around, I noticed there were still more than two dozen people who could have been potential sources of experience points.

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'Not good, I'm getting more greedy,' I thought to myself, shaking my head in an attempt to prevent myself from descending further down this dangerous path.

I calmed my breathing, repeating a mantra to clear my mind of any dark thoughts.

"Inhale, exhale, mind over matter," I whispered to myself, trying to regain control over my thoughts and emotions.

I closed my eyes and envisioned a tranquil mountain landscape. I pictured myself as a shepherd, surrounded by countless sheep in the serene countryside. The air was crisp and fresh, the land was beautiful, and everything was simple and peaceful. I reminded myself that I was a peace-loving human, trying to focus on the positive and keep my darker impulses at bay.

In my mental oasis, I found Ayumi and Alice waiting for me. Ayumi had a cup of freshly brewed coffee in her hands, while Alice held a basket of bread. It was a scene of serenity and contentment, exactly the kind of life I longed for. Peaceful and simple, that's what I wanted.

"I am now at peace," I whispered, a sense of tranquility washing over me. I had successfully fought back my dark impulses, and I felt proud of myself. I had emerged from this inner struggle as a new person.

*SPURT!

A civilian suddenly coughed up blood and knelt on the ground, forcing everyone to hurriedly distance themselves.

"Jackpot!" I exclaimed in happiness, but then suddenly realized something. "I mean …Poor soul," I muttered, offering a silent prayer for his misfortune.

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