Neurolink System in the Modern World

"That was fun," I chuckled to myself, relishing the sight of Dong's nightmarish condition.

I extended my hand, picking up one of his eyeballs from the bloodied floor. In this dream world, even in his mangled state, he could still see me, and I enjoyed every moment of his torment.

I look down at him, my old round fat face bearing a wicked smile, a silent reminder of how the tables had turned.

In his state of shock, Dong couldn't help but feel utterly confused of what was happening to him. After all, my actions were so brilliantly unpredictable that even a genius couldn't fathom them. For someone as dumb as him, it was a bewildering experience.

The people who smacked him with the shovel believed they had dealt a fatal blow to him with their vicious attack.

The blows were certainly severe enough to kill him, but right before he could succumb to his injuries, I use my suggestion abilities to manipulate their perception.

I made them think that he was already dead, ensuring that they wouldn't continue their assault. It was a cunning move on my part, taking advantage of their perception to further my plan.

I was just behind them when that happened. After they ran away from the scene, I used my Dream Manipulation to make his suffering even longer.

He was already dying, so I figured he wouldn't last more than a few minutes in his current condition. But that was enough for me to make him suffer in the dream world where I could slow down time.

With my enhanced Dream Manipulation, I had gained the power to influence dreams much more easily.

So, I decided to introduce a popular anime girl into his dream who took revenge on others' behalf, making his torment even more unbearable. It was really amusing to witness his reactions, and I also enjoyed reenacting those scenes.

'Maybe next time, I'll trap everyone in a city where giant naked adults with creepy faces chase and eats them,' I chuckled to myself as I imagined the possibilities. Dream Manipulation had opened up a whole new realm of entertainment for an otaku like me.

'But for now, let's enjoy this experience first,' I chuckled to myself as I brought Dong into my own dreamworld.

In the dream world I'd created, I imagined a small portion of hell, and it was enough to make Dong fear death even more. In the blink of an eye, his surroundings changed, and he found himself in a small wooden boat floating on a river of blood. I was still there, holding his eyeballs.

"Hey, you're in hell now. You will suffer here for eternity. How does it feel?" I grinned at him, and his eyes showed hints of shock and horror, realizing the torment that awaited him in this place.

"It's unfortunate that you can't talk, so I will restore your face. I'm such a generous person," I said with a sigh. I controlled the dream, and his eye sockets began to regenerate until his entire face was fully reconstructed.

"Please... I'm really sorry! Please, help me! I don't want to go to hell!" Dong began begging in utter despair as I held his head like a crystal ball.

"You want me to help you? Sure, I can still save you from this place, but you have to convince me until we reach the end of this river. The moment we reach that place, you will forever suffer in hell for eternity," I told him coldly.

"Please, help me. I will change after this. I will become a better person! I won't do drugs anymore. I can even serve you. I will become your slave!" He started begging for mercy, his voice trembling with desperation.

"Do you have a pussy?" I asked him.

"Eh?" He was shocked by my question.

"Are you beautiful?" "Are you good in bed?"

The more I talked, the more he felt confused.

"See, you don't even have the prerequisites to be my slave, and you dare to apply for one?" I shook my head in disappointment.

"Please, I beg you!!!" He started begging again. He became more afraid as I turned his head to show him two pillars in the horizon.

"I still want to live!" He started sobbing like a child. His tears and snot mixed on his face. The poor soul didn't even realize that he was already dead, and I was just making him suffer more.

"Why did you do it then? Why did you keep bullying me back then? You beat me up, you destroyed my life, I begged for your mercy, and you did not listen at all," I spoke in a nonchalant manner. There was no anger in my voice, just indifference.

"It was your uncle. He paid us to bully you," he explained himself.

"So, you just destroyed my life because of money? I knew it. You don't deserve to live," I sighed.

"Please give me another chance. Please, I'm willing to change," he continued to protest.

"Alright, I'll save you. But the curse has already been set. If you want to live, then you need to sacrifice the life of your mother," I told him. I was curious to see how he would react.

"Take her life! Just save me!" He answered so fast that even I was shocked.

"Hahaha," I started laughing at his answer. It was such a fitting response for someone like him.

"Bye now. Enjoy hell, you will be here forever," I said as I stood up and put his head on the boat, showing him the giant pillars getting closer.

Suddenly, the sky opened up, and beautiful angels began to descend while singing melodic songs. Their beauty was unparalleled, and their bodies were divine. They were too perfect. As they descended, they giggled and lifted me up into the air.

"Don't worry, I will enjoy heaven for you," I chuckled, adding insult to injury.

"NO!!!!!! TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!!!!!!NO!!!!. DON'T LEAVE ME HERE…. I BEG YOU!!!!" He started screaming at the top of his lungs.

Witnessing himself approaching the gates of hell and seeing me being carried away by beautiful angels made him more regretful.

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