Neurolink System in the Modern World

The two exhausted survivors, Jin Nak and Bak Sun, were paralyzed by their initial shock. They watched in fear as I descended from above like a god of death, my transformation into a terrifying demon-like figure causing their terror to reach its peak.

They might have considered themselves lucky to have survived the horde of zombies from the Yacht but know their luck took a very dark turn after seeing my intimidating form.

Their faces showed the signs of frustration and fear, as if they were beginning to wonder if this was all just a dream, a desperate longing for the hope that this terrifying reality wasn't real. Unfortunately for them, the nightmare they were facing was very much real.

In their eyes, I now appeared as an eight-foot-tall devil with menacing goat horns, orange flame like eyes, black skin resembling molten rocks, and clad in a red jacket. I also brandished a big sword, as if I had endured centuries in the fiery depths of hell.

To be honest, this little island adventure had been very beneficial for my growth. I learned a lot and had the chance to experiment with my skills.

Even without considering the leveling up points, I could tell that my combat effectiveness had increased by at least twofold, just by learning how to utilize my skills more efficiently.

It was like the difference between having a gun and knowing how to use one.

"Playtime is over," I growled in a sinister, otherworldly tone, my voice echoing like a deep, rumble, befitting a demon's dreadful presence. My words seemed to crawl out from the darkest corners of their soul.

Jin Nak's thin, haggard face, marred by the effects of drug abuse, twisted with shock and disbelief. Zombies were one thing, but now they found themselves confronted by a scary demon-like entity.

"Who... are you? Why... are you doing this?" Jin Nak stammered in fear, his voice trembling.

"I'm here to guide you to hell," I replied, my voice turning even more sinister, echoing in their minds like a constant tormenting whisper, impossible to escape.

Just as their minds were struggling to process the scene before them, me, with a wicked sense of humor, decided to throw another dark twist into their lives.

Suddenly, the terrifying sounds of approaching footsteps and jaw-clicking noises joined the fun.

CLICK ! CLICK ! CLICK!

As they turned around, they were met with a horrifying sight. Dozens of zombies, with creepy smiles on their decomposing faces, had blocked their retreat.

To their horror, they also saw the peoples they had left behind earlier, as well as Dong's girlfriend, who was missing her underwear .

They could see blood seeping from her private parts, a gruesome sight that made their stomachs churn just from the mere sight of it.

"You have two choices: you can try to fight off the zombies, or you can try to challenge me!" I taunted them with a sinister grin. I wanted to give them a glimmer of hope. "I'll only use 1% of my power!" I added, teasing them.

My declaration ignited a spark of hope within one of them.

Brrrr !Brrrr !Brrrr !

Jin Nak, the druggie, fired up his chainsaw, the deafening roar of its gears cutting through the air. The drugs coursing through his body had given him a false sense of hope.

"I like that look of yours," I chuckled as I raised my imaginary swords in the air. Though, I didn't have real swords, I could see their perspective using Mind Link.

'Damn, I look awesome,' I thought to myself as I marveled at the high-quality illusion I was projecting.

Before attacking me , Jin Nak reached into his pocket and pulled out a small sachet.

It was something he got from Dong, and he began munching on the red crystals as if they were candy. The influence of the drugs seemed to enhance his courage because he looked ready to fight me.

"ARGHHHH" He began screaming as if a newfound power had awakened within him.

His drug-induced state altered his perception of reality in real-time. As the drugs circulate in his veins , my appearance became scarier, and the environment around us transformed into hell. I hadn't manipulated any of this; it was solely the result of the drugs taking effect.

'This drug is good shit,' I thought to myself.

I overheard him mentioning "Dragon Crystal" back on the ship. Although I wasn't particularly interested in drugs, observing its effects made me realize that this substance had the power to alter the brain's chemistry. In a way, you could say it's like a weak drinkable version of my dream manipulation.

"DIE!!!!!!!" He roared with anger, his fear seemingly obliterated by the effects of the drugs. He raised the chainsaw with ease, its weight seemingly inconsequential. The drug had not only numbed his fear but also enhanced his physical capabilities.

After getting on a striking distance he swing his chainsaw with full power .

BRRR! BRRRR! BRRRR! .

The chainsaw revved loudly, and he could feel the sensation of it hitting something. A smile crept across his face, believing he had successfully hit me.

However, his hope was shattered when he raised his head, only to discover that the chainsaw had come to a sudden stop an inch away from my body, as if it had collided with an invisible barrier.

"Idiot," I chuckled to myself, my scary face grinned menacingly.

"You really think you could kill me?" I sneered with contempt. With a casual wave of my fingers, I seized control of the chainsaw, making it inch closer and closer to his trembling legs.

"No... No... No..." He sobbed uncontrollably as the chainsaw drew closer to his skin, feeling the rush of air coming from the machine nearing him.

"Don't worry. I'm sure your drugs will dull some of the pain," I chuckled sadistically as I watched the chainsaw slowly tear through his flesh, slicing his legs in a painful, slow and deliberate manner.

Blood sprayed in all directions as the chainsaw continued its merciless journey through his legs, exposing the raw, torn muscles beneath until it reached his bones.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" His painful screams echoed, a sound I really enjoyed hearing.