Neurolink System in the Modern World

"Y— You're crazy!" Mirro exclaimed, it's voice filled with shock.

It couldn't fathom that I was treating the Architects like a joke; its fear for them was just too much .

But let's be real here, I never saw myself losing to them.

Watching them go toe-to-toe with Adam was impressive, sure, but once I unlock all my restrictions, I'll make him look like a beginner.

And when it comes to using abilities, I'm lightyears ahead of him.

If I could draw an analogy here, Adam was like a program.

Sure, it's powerful on its own, but it operates within the confines of the present moment. It lacks the ability to strategize multiple steps ahead to ensure victory.

But even with those limitations, the Architects found it challenging to contend with him.

Their arrogance got in the way; they'd been at the top for so long, their power had stagnated.

I couldn't blame them.

After I became overwhelmingly powerful, the insatiable thirst for more power dissipated.

I saw myself as unrivaled and simply aimed to savor and enjoy the present moment.

But there was a fundamental difference between the Architects and me. Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

Unlike them, who were born powerful, I climbed up from the bottom of the social food chain.

Quite literally, I transformed from being bullied, a NEET, and an unhygienic "fatso" who spent my time masturbating 10x a day reading hentai into a handsome guy that gets a lot of pussies 24/7 .

Because of my humble beginning , I understood how to harness the full extent of my power and ensure I always emerged the winner, regardless of the circumstances.

Their lack of experience in being weak would ultimately be their downfall against me.

At the same time, I already devised a plan to neutralize them, just in case I ever had to face them.

Thanks to the memories I witnessed, I managed to discern some of their weaknesses.

"You don't have to believe me, but just in case, do you know how to free them?" I inquired, mulling over Mirro's words.

If it came down to it, I needed to be prepared.

"Why would you free those beings? The Zol Clan's purpose here was to maintain the seal trapping them forever," it countered.

"That's interesting. Tell me more,"

Mirro began to explain the intricate workings of how the seal remained intact, revealing the surprising truth: the Zol Clan had been the unsung heroes, safeguarding the entire universe.

Their brutal actions of eliminating humans prevented the seal from weakening.

Had it not been for their brutal genocides, the seal would have long been shattered.

Earth would have been obliterated by the sheer energy unleashed by the Architects when they regain their freedom.

It presented a classic moral dilemma: sacrificing billions to save countless lives across the universe.

Are human lives more important than the entire universe?

If we base it solely on size, Earth would be a mere grain of sand. It's existence isn't important or worthy of being one.

So, in a way, the humans and the powerful gifteds preventing the Zol Clan from fulfilling their duty was the true villains in this narrative.

"Now that's what I call a twist," I chuckled aloud, finding irony in every revelation.

"It's funny, isn't it? Those guys you call evil are the true heroes," Mirro agreed, joining in the laughter.

But I silenced it with a squeeze, feeling that its attitude was too carefree.

"Ouch! Ouch! "

"Did I tell you to laugh with me?" I asked with a smile that held a hint of warning, my expression conveying both amusement and disappointment at the same time.

"No! No ! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Seeing that it learned its lesson, I eased up my grip, allowing it some breathing space.

"So where is that seal? I'm sure you know about it?" I inquired.

Mirro did not speak right away, maybe it was afraid that I would do something stupid like freeing them up.

However, that notion was far from my intentions. I preferred to enjoy my life, and releasing them would only complicate matters.

What really intrigued me was studying the seal that had confined them in the first place.

If such a seal existed, it posed a grave concern for my own well-being.

I would rather die and cease to exist than be sealed eternally.

Speaking of the Architects, I felt that something was odd. It's a thought I hadn't entertained before, but now that the topic has surfaced, a question begins to form in my mind.

'Wait, where were the Architects of the other universes when I was destroying everything?' I pondered inwardly.

It seemed implausible that in all the possible universes, none of them managed to escape or even become sealed in the first place.

The only explanation for this was either that my original universe was the sole reality where these beings existed.

Or perhaps my system creator intervened to ensure that only this universe had them.

It's conceivable that some sort of manipulation was at play, akin to how it eradicated all versions of itself that ascended to godhood

'That being is way more dangerous. I'm glad it's gone,' I sighed in relief .

The thought of such a being existing would have kept me up at night.

I almost became something like that, but I chose to remain normal instead, and I don't regret it one bit.

Back to the topic, I redirected my attention to Mirro, who was clearly stalling for time.

"I— I don't know, " It answered.

"You don't know, or you won't tell?" I asked, my tone turning colder as I allowed it to taste some of my power.

"AHHHHH... IT HURTS... IT HURTS!" It started squirming erratically as I increased the temperature of my hands, enough to induce pain without causing fatal harm.

"I'll talk! I'll talk," it surrendered immediately.

This creature was more sensitive to pain than I expected, or perhaps it was just a coward with no backbone whatsoever.

"It's located in the center of the Earth," it divulged, its voice trembling with fear.

"The center?" I paused. "That's the most obvious place to hide it!" I facepalmed myself, feeling foolish for not considering such a straightforward hiding spot.