Neurolink System in the Modern World

With everyone in the room under my control, I immediately checked their computers to see the names of the people being held in custody in this place.

The server for this place was not connected to the main frame, requiring me to manually check the data.

As I utilized the computer, what greeted me were the names of the prisoners and their current cells displayed on the screen. Scrolling down, I examined the details closely.

The size of this facility surprised me; the numbers indicated that there were over 400 gifted individuals here. It highlighted how easily mind power could corrupt someone, leading these individuals to end up here due to actions that caught the attention of Cerebrum.

Or.

Another high possibility; Cerebrum must be capturing gifteds indiscriminately, regardless of whether they had committed any wrongdoing, simply judging their abilities as too dangerous.

My latter assumption seemed more likely, considering how much effort they made to try and dispose of me just because I killed a few thousand North Korean soldiers. It's really unfair if you ask me.

'Damn it ,' I cursed inwardly. There was no record of my mother or Alice in the system.

Realizing that the list was of limited use, I decided to hack into the computer to gain more in-depth access.

In order to speed up my hacking process, I needed to install a pre-existing malware. The beauty of it all was that I didn't require a physical USB for any of these operations.

Creating a biological type USB was a complex process, rooted in the principles of molecular manipulation and nanotechnology.

Leveraging my Shapeshifting ability, I altered the structure of the molecules in my fingertip, arranging them in a pattern that mimicked the data-transfer functionality of a USB drive.

This intricate manipulation allowed me to interface with the computer system seamlessly, initiating the download of the necessary malware without the need for a physical USB device.

Where did the malware came from ?

It was already stored in my Mind Computer as an application, eliminating the need for me to build it from the ground up, unlike Kanon. This made the whole process very smooth.

In just 5 seconds, I gained access to the CCTV cameras in each cell. I clicked on them and double-checked everyone to make sure that I didn't miss anything.

The cells they were in weren't typical dirty prison cells; instead, they resembled what others might find in mental hospitals, with white walls stretching all around and a, sterile bright light illuminating everything.

And it wasn't just the room that resembled a mental hospital; in fact, even the people trapped inside were treated more inhumanely than patients with mental disorders.

They were strapped in with their own white robes, some wearing blindfolds over their eyes, and others with their mouths covered.

I could also tell that some of these people were heavily drugged; their movements were sluggish, and it was evident that they were hopeless .

'This could have been me if I hadn't been careful,' I sighed to myself, grateful that my cautious and vigilant approach kept me under their radar until I became powerful enough to infiltrate them boldly now.

Turns out, not buying into those novels where MC's that have a system, faceslap everyone, and brag to the world about how powerful and awesome they are was a pretty smart move. Going at my own pace worked pretty damn well.

Returning to the mission at hand, I continued to switch views from one CCTV to the next. To expedite the process, I utilized all the monitors, scanning through them until something caught my interest.

'Alice,' I stopped on one screen, my gaze fixed on a woman with blonde hair, pinned down on a bed.

The restraints were so tight that only her hair was visible, but I could discern her identity from the shape of her face.

Seeing her there, despite not having any official records, fueled my hope that my mother might also be held here.

I proceeded to check the remaining cells, anticipating any sign of her.

However , my efforts proved futile; she was not among the confined gifted. The sense of longing and concern welled up within me, wondering about the whereabouts and well-being of my mother.

At the same time, seeing Alice and not my mom frustrated me to the point where my mood swung again, and I felt an urge to destroy everything, holding the entire city of Seoul hostage.

'You want me to spare millions of people? Alright, give me back my mother,' I thought angrily.

'Calm yourself, Zyden. If you go full pyscho, there will be no coming back,' I controlled my breathing. My mood swings were getting more erratic.

Finally, my emotions calmed down, and I began to be more level-headed.

'I can save her now, but I still don't have any information about mom,' I pondered as my mind raced for my next move. Alice was the least of my priorities, after all.

In the end, I decided to put Alice rescue on hold for the time being so I could investigate more .

I closed my eyes and link to another puppet .

This time, I was walking in another lobby. The walls were made of metal and painted white. From this person memory, this place would lead to an area where the higher-ranking officials were located.
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Unfortunately, this area had another scanner. If I passed through that, my powers would be neutralized.

But that wasn't enough to stop my genius mind. I waited for a couple of minutes, and when another person passed through it, it was the opportunity I had been waiting for.

"Hey, I have something to tell you," I called out without passing through the scanner. I observed that this thing only activate when someone passed through it , so I wanted to test my hypothesis .

"Can you fetch me some coffee," I used my suggestion.

[Suggestion: Rejected]

"Go get your own," the agent rolled her eyes and walk away from me.

'Well, at least I tried,'