"At first I was afraid, I was petrified..." I started singing with a playful grin as I made my way downstairs. I was on cloud nine, filled with excitement about testing my new skills.
Sipping my cola, I spotted a trash can and decided to have some fun. I intentionally shot the empty can toward it, making it miss. Then, with a subtle use of my awesome power, I controlled it to drop perfectly into the trash can like a true boss.
"Call me the Non disabled Professor X," I grinned, feeling like a big shot just because I could manipulate a soda can.
I knew it might seem like I was counting my chickens before they hatched, but hey, having a bit of fun was not against the rules.
And to increase my mind powers, I needed to use it frequently. The progress might not be enormous at first, but I was confident that with practice, I would gain more control and unlock its potential .
In addition to Mind Link, I also intended to brainstorm ways to improve and make the best use of my other skills. m|vlempyr your story source
My earlier assumptions about my abilities was not giving it justice.
"I'm sorry, system, for ever doubting you. You're the most powerful system in the universe" I apologized to my godlike partner.
Initially, I had seen it as a mere Mind Control System who's only purposed was to aid me with my questionable desires and fantasies, leading me to believe that it lacked the combat power of "fictional" systems like the Vampire or Dragon System . However, as I delved deeper into the powers of the "Neurolink," I began to grasp its true potential.
This system wasn't just about controlling minds; it had the godlike ability to tap into and unlock my mind's full potential. Mind control was just the tip of the iceberg.
In light of this revelation, the idea of becoming a vampire or even a dragon seemed insignificant. With the Neurolink, I could aim much higher – I could aspire to reach god-like levels of power.
"Good morning , sir ," The female attendant's voice jolted me from my thoughts.
"Sir, are you ready to check out now?" she asked with a bashful look. It was super obvious that she had become really attracted to my charismatic appearance. I couldn't blame her; I was practically a walking fuckboy now.
However, I didn't need to worry too much about it for the time being.
Now to test the range of this ability, I walked to the second floor of the building with my real body while still controlling the other one.
I wanted to see how far I could go and whether the distance would affect my control, kind of like a Wi-Fi signal. Surprisingly, I didn't feel any interference until I passed a distance of 110 meters. It was an interesting discovery, and I was starting to grasp the extent of my newfound power.
After releasing control, I discovered that I could effortlessly return to it as long as the person I had controlled remained within my range. It was as if I had an innate sixth sense that alerted me to the presence of individuals I could influence, and the moment I closed my eyes, a vivid connection was reestablished.
"Hey, we're ready to check out," declared an older, round man with a self-satisfied expression on his face. He had an 40is looking lady clinging to his arm, and, well, let's just say that her makeup didn't do miracles for her looks.
It was evident from her fashion choices that she was the kind of girl you'd spot strolling down your local streets offering her service, not necessarily gracing magazine covers.
But these two was perfect for my test.
"You need to pay double," I commanded, my eyes fixed on them.
"What the hell are you talking about, miss?" The old man's irritation flared up as my audacious request caught him off guard. It became apparent that my skills didn't work when I wasn't using them directly from my body.
"I'm sorry, sir," I quickly apologized, deciding it wasn't worth causing a scene. "I was just answering someone on my phone."
The old guy together with his low quality hooker just sneered in contempt and walk away.
With that, I continued my experiments, focusing on gathering the data I needed until I was satisfied with the results. There was no time for jokes or unnecessary confrontations.
"I'm ready ," I chuckled after completing my test.