Neurolink System in the Modern World

"Look at that car, it looks really expensive ."

"I think that's the new BMW M8, the one that costs a fortune to buy."

"Wow, whoever's riding that car must be filthy rich."

"I want to ride whoever's riding that car,"

Whispers of awe about my car filled the parking space. Old aunts and young housewives started chatting among themselves when I parked my car in front. Normally, that spot was reserved for residents, but who would dare to tell me otherwise?

I looked so wealthy at that moment that I doubted any of the security guards would dare to reprimand me. And even if they did, one word from me would be enough to silence them. Even the owner of the building wouldn't be able to touch me.

As I stepped out of my stunning sports car, more hush fell over the crowd gathered nearby. They were captivated by the sight before them, as if a famous celebrity had suddenly appeared in their quiet apartment .

"He's so handsome!"

"I might just consider cheating on my husband if he made a move on me."

"He's the same age as my son, but I wouldn't mind getting some entanglement with him."

The murmurs from the housewives and MILFs were becoming more audacious.

'These MILFs are just too... enthusiastic. Maybe their husbands have been neglecting them too much,' I thought to myself, shaking my head in amusement as I recalled some hentai I had read, which seemed to have some truth to it about neglected housewives being more prone to cheating.

Because of this ,I had to constantly remind myself not to act too cool or risk being hit on by dozens of horny housewives that seems too eager to devour my dick. Yeah, I'm practically the definition of humble and respectful, so being the center of attention really grinds my gears.

'Well, in their case, I think they want to grind my dick,' I chuckled to myself.

To avoid attracting too much attention, I casually strolled toward the apartment building. It was a pretty impressive place, with a passable lobby that spoke volumes about its cost. I mean, it's only logical that a BMW car dealer could afford such place.

I found a long chair in the lobby, so I decided to wait there. It's common knowledge that women take their time getting ready, so I didn't mind waiting. Experience the best from m-vl _emp _yr.

While passing the time, I started reading some articles on my phone. One of them caught my attention – A  massive sinkhole in Wonju. There was even a video showing the land crumbling, as if a gigantic black hole were devouring it from below.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw that video of the massive sinkhole. It's like something out of a science fiction movie. Nature can be both awe-inspiring and terrifying at the same time.

"Sorry for the wait," Elaine's voice pulled my attention from my phone.

I raised my head and, in that instant, I was struck by her beauty.

She had ditched her glasses and now wore brown contact lenses that perfectly complemented her hair. Her white dress, adorned with delicate white floral patterns at the hem, exuded elegance. Her high heels added a touch of sophistication, making her appear even more pleasing to the eye.

As she walked closer, a delightful aroma filled the air, weaving an invisible spell around me. It was the unmistakable scent of a high-end perfume, a symphony of floral scents that danced together in perfect harmony. The fragrance was both elegant and enchanting, with a hint of jasmine and a touch of lavender .

It was the kind of scent that lingered in your memory long after the person had left the room, a scent that whispered of luxury and refinement.

"You look absolutely stunning," I complimented her, genuinely impressed by her appearance.

"Thank you," she replied with a warm smile, her cheeks gently flushed from my heartfelt words.

"Shall we?" I asked, offering her my hand, and she gently took it. Her grip wasn't overly affectionate, but I could sense a subtle connection as she held onto my arm.

I attempted to make eye contact with her, but she seemed to avoid it, maintaining a reserved demeanor.

It appeared that she had initially been quite bold, but my confident demeanor seemed to have made her realize that I wasn't someone she could easily handle.

With each step we took, it felt like the buzz of conversation around us was growing. People were casting sidelong glances at us, trying to decipher the story behind our pairing.

Some residents discreetly pointed fingers, while others exchanged knowing nods, as if they were privy to some secret I wasn't aware of.

Elaine, on the other hand, seemed to be growing increasingly uneasy with the attention. Her grip on my arm tightened, and I could sense her discomfort. She hadn't anticipated that our evening would attract this much scrutiny.

Reaching my car, she let out a small sigh of relief, clearly grateful for the brief respite from the prying eyes.

It was becoming apparent that there was more to her than met the eye. However, I refrained from using my suggestion on her, as doing so would jeopardize my chances of earning the reward I want.

And I also understood that delving into her personal secrets wasn't a wise move, and honestly, I wasn't interested in them. My primary focus was completing the mission, and prying into her issues could only complicate matters. I couldn't afford to waste any more time.

I had a long list of women to fuck , not to mention my plans to increase my skill points by torturing/killing people. My schedule was packed, and it was amusing how even with a powerful system, I always felt like I was running out of time.

My plan was simple: take her out to dinner, get her to invite me over, and then reap the attribute points and experience while I fucked her so hard , she wont be able to walk normally tomorrow .

Afterward, she'd become one of my side chick, someone I'd visit whenever I was bored and horny.

"Ready to go?" I asked her once I noticed she had taken her seat.

"Yes," she nodded.

"Great, let's head out," I replied, gently pressing the pedal of my car.

Within minutes, we were on the road, heading toward our destination.