Neurolink System in the Modern World

The city landscape rushed by as my sports car zoomed towards the highway. My goal: find Sung Hei and Miyo for their special abilities.

I knew where Sung Hei could be found; she was just too popular for her own good. However, Miyo was missing, and even after asking Rei Mei, she had no idea about her location.

Without wasting time, I got a ticket to Japan, where Sung Hei was at a concert. It was her final show in Asia before heading to US. I needed to reach her before she left.

Zayen on the other hand decided to go back to the Secret Space to keep things quiet and avoid drawing attention.

She had a specific place to be for Zely to pick her up at a set time. So , after our intimate moment, she quickly said her goodbyes.

I promised her that I'd figure out a way to save them once I successfully acquired all the powers of the five girls. With their powers combined, not even that special space could stop me from finding them.

As for her son? Well, I planned to give him a good beating if he insisted on joining Zely. A little discipline would hopefully put him on the right track.

'It's a good thing I still have some time to prepare,' I sighed to myself.

No need to worry about the Zol Clan for now. They're still preparing for the war, and even if they decide to target a branch, it would probably be the one in Shanghai, China. The branch in Korea isn't even on their radar as a threat.

As long as they didn't target Korea directly, I could wait and choose the perfect time to take some of them down. The reward of 2 levels per kill was very tempting, after all.

***

Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the airport where my private plane was stationed.

Technically, it belonged to Cerebrum, but now that I had full control over two branches, I could access their resources without worrying .

It was the perks of being able to think of multiple steps a head of others. Unlike the Zol Clan, whose approach focused on destruction to achieve their goals, my method was more refined and carried a sense of beauty.

"Welcome, master," the pilot greeted me.

By this time, my face had already changed. I still resembled my old self, but with added traits. I was attached to my old appearance, so I only made some subtle modifications.

Firstly, my eyes, once black, now adorned a shade of gray. My hair had grown longer, and my jawline became more refined. The overall effect was a more mature and charismatic version of myself.

"Let's go," I replied and boarded the plane.

No need for pleasantries because he was now my puppet.

Inside, I saw the same stewardess whom I had turned into a part of my harem. I chose to keep her as my personal assistant for now, a way to pass the time during my travels abroad.

As the plane's engines hummed steadily, I found my seat and relaxed, thinking about the journey ahead.

This would be my first time truly going abroad, not counting my time in North Korea. During my stay there, all I saw were military camps and forests, not really fit to be called an international travel.

'I wonder if it's true that Japanese girls are very loud in bed?' I chuckled to myself.

***

2 hours later

It was already noon when I arrived in Japan.

The flight was short, but with my personal stewardess, I managed to have some fun during the journey.

At the busy airport, I watched some Japanese people talking. With my skill, I easily picked up the skill to speak Japanese fluently. My accent transformed to sound just like a native speaker, helping me fit in with the conversations around me.

"Sir, are you here for a vacation?" A middle-aged man approached me, clad in a taxi uniform that included a well-fitted navy blue jacket adorned with gold-trimmed buttons and matching trousers.

A crisp white shirt, neatly pressed, was visible beneath, accompanied by a dark blue tie. Completing the set up were white gloves, adding a touch of elegance to the driver's professional attire.

He spoke in English, thinking that I didn't understand Japanese.

"Take me to Aman Tokyo Hotel," I replied in Nihongo (Japanese Language )

"Your Japanese is perfect …. Wait… A— Aman Tokyo?" The driver was visibly shocked at my request.

Aman Tokyo was renowned as one of the most expensive hotels in Japan, with a night's stay costing up to 3000 USD.

"Yes," I replied with a nod.

"R-Right away, sir," he stammered, realizing I was a wealthy customer. Quickly, he opened the taxi door, allowing me to enter.

Although I could have arranged for a ride from the Japan Cerebrum branch, I opted for the simplicity of blending in as a regular tourist. Money wasn't a concern for me, and I did not want the hassle of contacting another branch.

VROOOOOM!

The taxi's engine hummed, and we slowly drove away from the airport. The inside of the taxi was impeccably clean and well-maintained, as expected in Japan, where attention to minor details was highly regarded.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

While traveling, I remembered a woman from another organization in this country. She used to be one of my puppets, but I hadn't heard from her since she returned.

Maybe they found a way to disable my influence over her; it was the only conclusion I could think of.

Not like I care, to be honest.

She was now a thing of the past. I came here not to fight off another organization, so I didn't really care whether I had lost her or not.

As long as that organization didn't do anything to disturb me, then I wouldn't mess with them either. I didn't have a lot of free time to mess around with others' business, after all.

I would just complete my objective here, make Sung Hei my woman, whether by words or by force.