Neurolink System in the Modern World

Chapter 332: Interesting Group



[3rd Person Point of View]

Inside a dimly lit meeting room, a diverse group of gifted individuals had gathered , taking their sits around a sleek, long glass table.

The room's ambiance was a blend of modernity and simple design, with ambient lighting casting shadows on the contemporary decor.

As they all remained seated and quite , a man with a unique look stood out the most, he has a unique green colored hairstyle, and his face was filled with numerous piercings.

"Why did they suddenly call us here ,?" he asked.

He had this rough and delinquent air about him, and it wasn't just in the way he talked or walked. Even the simple act of sitting seemed unconventional, as if he refused to follow the standard of people his age.

"I don't know , Tak , but you know they don't call us for no reason," replied by beautiful woman with a bored expression.

She was still in her high school uniform, and her black hair was tied into a ponytail. Her nonchalant demeanor hinted that she was familiar with the people in this room right now.

Her name was Bing Da, a high school senior attending an all-girls private academy in Seoul. Like everyone else in this room, she was not just an ordinary student. She was a gifted individual, employed by Cerebrum South Korea.

She began observing the people around her. It was evident from their faces that being called in such a hurried manner didn't sit well with them.

There were nine people gathered in total, each having their own unique abilities . Despite their individual strength, their official rankings in Asia placed them in the three-digit range, showing that while formidable , they weren't considered among the most powerful individuals in the continent.

"Maybe they're finally increasing our allowance?" Another one chimed in, this time a girl named Aiku. Despite being of legal age of 20, she looked like really young looking.

Aiku sported purple short, wavy hair that contributed to her youthful appearance. It appeared she wasn't bothered by her looks and was, in fact, capitalizing on the fact that she resembled a "loli," embracing the aesthetic that came with her petite and charming figure.

Her choice of clothing also added to her youthful charm she exuded. She sported a playful attire, with a jumper that seemed straight out of a candy-colored wonderland, complemented by long, striped pink socks that peeked out from beneath.

Atop her head, a perky blue ribbon added a touch of whimsy, completing the attire that painted her as a living, breathing burst of color.

"They should really do it. I mean, I heard Americans and Europeans get 10-20x more than we are getting," Tak replied with a gangster-like tone. He used to be part of a gangster group before Cerebrum recruited him, so his way of speaking and demeanor still carried a rough edge.

From his tone, it was obvious that he was not satisfied with the compensation he was getting.

They might not be that powerful, but with their abilities, they could amass wealth easily by engaging in illegal activities. However, now they were bound to Cerebrum.

"Maybe we should go to the US instead, better compensation and benefits." . Tak added with a prideful tone.

However, everyone just looked at him as if they were looking at an idiot.

"Stop dreaming. You think they will hire you? They have stronger gifted. You won't even pass as a janitor there," Aiku shot a harsh insult towards him.

But none of the people there, except for Tak, disagreed. South Korea was quite weak , and considering Asia wasn't even that powerful to begin with, it was true that the Americans wouldn't even bother with the likes of them.

'You little bitch,' Tak cursed her inwardly, but he wisely restrained himself from escalating the exchange further.

Despite Aiku's petite body, everyone in the group knew she was the strongest among them. It wasn't just her power but the sinister nature that lurked behind her seemingly innocent appearance.

Tak was well aware of the extent of her capabilities. She had a reputation that sent shivers down the spines of those who knew her history.

She wasn't just an ordinary member; she was a former serial killer who had perfected the art of killing from the age of 18. Her modus operandi involved luring unsuspecting old men into molesting her, only to kill them when they least expected it.

The use of downers was now keeping her emotions in check, but the unsettling truth lingered beneath the surface. He chose not to push his luck, realizing that crossing her could have far graver consequences than a mere exchange of insults.

"I bet they're just here to add more restrictions to us, especially about what happened to her," Bing Da spoke up to change topic, and the entire group turned their attention towards her.

She was addressing the their former member, whose tragic death had sent caused a lot of trouble.

That particular member was a female Gifted with the ability to create virus like disease , but it only worked on normal humans and weaker Gifted.

However, when she died after falling off a school building, it triggered a hidden power within her causing dozens of deaths.

"Hey, stop badmouthing the dead," Aiku's voice shifted into a cold tone. She harbored a general disdain for males, especially old men, and she had heard that her fellow member died because she got pushed by an adult she had affair an affair with.

"We just have to wait then," Bing Da shook her head, signaling her reluctance to delve further into the conversation.

The group continued to wait, engaging in small talk to pass the time. However, one person remained seated in silence.

With a handsome face partially concealed by a mask, and striking red hair that matched the intensity of his small, squinted eyes, this man exuded an intimidating presence.

"Hey, I heard you met an interesting guy during your undercover mission in that gang. What's its name again?" Bing Da asked with a curious tone.

"Brutal Garden," The man with the red hair answered.


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