Neurolink System in the Modern World

Chapter 48  Self Defense 

"Alright, that's good. Keep your mouth wide open and use your tongue more," I groaned in pleasure as put my dick slowly in to her dirty mouth. She had done a good job introducing me to that old man, so I decided to reward her for all her hard work.

Unfortunately, her mouth was too small, and her skills weren't up to par. But that was alright; I had other ways to stimulate myself.

From a distance, I could hear people walking past us. Hehehe, getting a hotel room was too bothersome, so I was dealing with her in the same alley where I had "advised" her ex-boyfriend.

*THRUST

*THRUST

*THRUST

The excitement of doing it in public was really turning me on.

And it didn't take long before I burst out a load, sending everything directly into her throat.

"AGHHH. That hit the spot," I chuckled as I stopped my dick from throbbing. I didn't even pull it out and just let it finish inside.

She looked so dirty now with all my semen coming out of her mouth and nose. I could even see that her clothes were drenched with saliva and semen.

"Take this and buy yourself some new clothes ,"I handed her 100,000 won as her allowance.

I don't have money issues anymore, so I might as well give her some money to ease her pain from having her mouth stretch out with my huge dick. She was rude to me before, but I think punishing her like my aunt is too much. So, I'm just going to treat her like my personal "call girl".

After finishing everything, I waited for her to regain her composure before going our separate ways. Leaving her with an semen filled ahegao face would only make her a target for other perverted males.

I can't allow others to use my cum toilet, even if it's a low-class toilet! I have principles I uphold!

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"You want to learn Boxing?" A tall man with a commanding presence spoke as he assessed me, rotating as if trying to discern my latent potential.

This man was one of the gym instructors, and I had come here to learn how to fight.

It's a funny story how I ended up here. I was planning to head home when I saw a banner that read "We accept Amateur Boxer."

Then, I remembered how I had almost been attacked by an angry ex-boyfriend. I realized that I also needed something to protect myself, just in case my skills didn't work. So, I decided to come here to learn the basics.

[Quick Learning Level 3] —> [Quick Learning Level 4]: 100% Faster.

Now, my learning speed is twice as fast.

Double the learning speed might not sound that impressive, but it was a significant improvement for me.

I was already a fast learner to begin with. In fact, before all those bullying incidents, I was at the top of my class because of how easily I could comprehend things. Even when I began becoming a NEET, I was still able to quickly learn and excel in eSports games. I even achieved an 9000 MMR in DOTO 2.

Besides, it would take that old man three days to finish everything, so I still had three days to learn the basics.

The instructor, who nodded in approval , began by explaining the rules and regulations of the boxing gym

After I paid the tuition, we started with the basics. He patiently taught me the fundamental stances, strikes, and movements of boxing. Step by step, he corrected my posture and technique, making sure I grasped the essentials before moving on to more advanced techniques.

Despite my lazy tendencies, I continued with my boxing lessons. The instructor, who clearly had more enthusiasm for the art than I did, patiently guided me through the basics. I half-heartedly went through the motions, often wishing for shortcuts to speed up the learning process.

I caught the instructor glancing at me with a surprise look a couple of times, eyebrows raised.

"You sure this is your first time learning boxing?" he asked, a hint of skepticism in his voice.

"Well, I've watched a few action movies if that counts," I quipped, trying to lighten the mood.

"Ha ha ha" His chuckle was a clear indicator that he didn't buy it.

"Your form is impressive for a beginner, but remember, real combat isn't as predictable as choreographed movie fights."

I rolled my eyes inwardly. Of course. The classic "theory vs. practice" lecture. Even with my ability, there's no escaping that one.

"I know, I know, it's different when someone's actually trying to punch your lights out," I replied, attempting to mask my laziness with a smirk.

The instructor just nodded, "Exactly. Keep that in mind and you'll do just fine."

The day ended with me feeling utterly exhausted. I couldn't believe I had managed to endure so much physical activity. It's a good thing I've increased my stamina; otherwise, I might have collapsed from exhaustion.

"Zyden!" My instructor called out to me just as I was yearning to head home and rest. What more could he want now? Can't a guy catch a break?

"You're really talented, Zyden. You seem to have a natural aptitude for boxing, but your physical strength is lacking," he said matter-of-factly.

Ah, that's right. I haven't focused much on increasing my strength yet. It must be obvious to him.

"Alright, Coach," I replied, mentally noting that I needed to put more effort into building up my muscles.

"Good. Eat more meat so you can gain more muscle," he chuckled and walked away, though there was a glint of something more in his eyes.

Wait, is this guy trying to mold me into some real-life boxer ? Do I look like a protagonist in an underdog story to him?

Let's see, next, I'll start off as the unassuming rookie, shock everyone by defeating more experienced opponents with my unique and raw talent. I'll probably get utterly destroyed by the reigning champ at some point, leading to introspection, training montages, and dramatic rain scenes.

After a period of intense growth, both mentally and physically, I'll unveil my signature move. Here's where it gets epic. I'll wave my body back and forth like I'm doing some weird dance move. But wait, there's more! Inexplicably, the sound effect of a jet engine will play in the background. SWOOOOSH! SWOOOOSH! SWOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOSH! SWOOOOOSH!

And then, with this mighty technique, I'll punch my enemies so many times that it would have already cause them brain damaged. But for some bizarre reason, they'll still manage to survive. It's all part of the magic of my story!

'Enough of this nonsense! I'm out of here in three days, and no, I'm not some shonen anime protagonist, for crying out loud!' I shook my head..