Neurolink System in the Modern World-Chapter 128: Blood-Link Part 2

SPURT!

"AHHHH!" Another agonized cry echoed through the room as a male officer began vomiting blood.

The situation grew increasingly chaotic. This unfortunate individual clutched his chest, his face contorted in pain as he doubled over, and a gut-wrenching scream escaped his lips.

His body convulsed with each heave, and crimson liquid spurted from his mouth, staining the floor with a gruesome scene that sent shivers down the spines of those who witnessed it. It was a horrifying scene that intensified the sense of panic of everyone.

No one dared to get close to him, as fear gripped the onlookers, and they were afraid of being infected by the same deadly virus.

"Let us out of here! This is an pandemic outbreak!" one of the civilians inside protested, their voice filled with panic and urgency. Their pleas were met with a chorus of agreement from others in the room.

The fear was visible on their faces, and I couldn't blame them for wanting to escape. If I didn't know that this wasn't a pathological virus, I might have been among the first to run for safety as well.

In fact, I'd use my skill even if I was talking to the president if it meant saving my life.

"Let us out !"

"Why are you stopping us from getting out!"

It felt like déjà vu, reminiscent of the events of 2019 when the world was gripped by the biggest virus outbreak of the century. Of course, I didn't experience it firsthand; I watched it on television. However, this situation felt eerily similar.

But now, despite the situation being more dire, I remained calm. I checked my phone, and as expected, there was no connection. These people work fast.

The speed at which they cut off all communication was impressive, and it hinted at a level of preparedness that suggested this might not be their first rodeo with something like this. It was unsettling to consider the possibility that there were forces at play here that were beyond my comprehension.

With so many variables outside my control, I decided to focus on what I could influence. My mind raced as my passive skills began to work their magic while I observed my surroundings.

I double-checked first Yumi's condition, and she had already been cleared of the psychological disorder that could threaten her life. However, she was still isolated from the others because none of them trusted her. She was currently being held with the other officer who had been exposed in a corner

On the other hand, the woman named Kanon had a worried expression on her face. I could tell that she was deep in thought, but even with her intelligence and simulation skill, I doubted she could do much. To be honest, I was the only one capable of fixing this, but it wasn't my responsibility.

"I need to escape this place first; I'll abandon the mission for now," I thought to myself. If this was something that could affect people on a large scale, then the death toll could rise significantly. I could save them, but using my skills on everyone would just make me stand out and attract unwanted attention.

Then an idea came to my mind. I observed that the police officer and the other affected person were still alive, even though their statuses showed "Dying." and the system even put a timer.

I didn't know if this would work, but it didn't hurt to try.

"Hey, does your stomach hurt? It does, doesn't it?" I asked, feigning concern as I addressed the dying police officer. He had only 10 seconds left before he finally succumbed to death. Poor soul, even if I used my skill to save him, it was too late; the internal damage was already in the final stage.

[Suggestion: Success]

SPURT!

He began vomiting more blood, his body convulsing as he clutched his stomach in agony. The hallway become noisy as people began to get restless, and then, with one last shudder, he succumbed to death, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

"Rest in Peace" I couldn't help but chuckle internally. I thought I was trapped in a dangerous situation, but I just found a fountain of skill points instead.

It's not like I'm killing them; they are already bound to die, and I'm just asking them if something hurts in their body. This is totally not my fault.

Now, I decided to wait for the second officer, closely observing his condition while checking his status.

As his condition deteriorated further, with only 10 seconds left on his life, I posed the same question again, "Hey, does your stomach hurt? It does, doesn't it?"

[Suggestion: Success] freewēbnoveℓ.com

He too began vomiting blood, his face contorted in agony, and then, like the first one, he succumbed to death.

[Mission Success + 2 Skill points]

"Hey, why are you asking such nonsensical questions?" Kanon finally noticed my behavior and inquired.

But I had already anticipated this reaction. My behavior was odd, and someone as intelligent as her was bound to be suspicious.

[Suggestion : Level 18 —> Level 20 ] [50%]

[Suggestion : Level 20—> Level 22 ] [54%] this-chapter-is-MVLeMpYr

I realized that the increase in suggestion became lesser after it hit level 20, providing only a 2% increase per level. It was certainly bad news for me, but I didn't have time to cry about it.

'When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade.'

"I'm just asking them about their conditions. I think it's important that we understand the symptoms," I spouted a bunch of nonsense.

[Suggestion: Success]

She paused and contemplated for a moment.

"You're right, but stop being a nosy-body ; this is a not a joking manner," she replied.

"Alright. By the way, what's your plan here? Don't tell me you just plan to lock us in here? Two people... Three if you include Mr. Ban, have already died.

What is happening? Tell …" I asked, but before I could finish my sentence, four more people started coughing blood, prompting her to turn away. I had just missed my chance to use suggestion to get more answers from her.

'Damn it, that was a good chance,' I clicked my tongue in annoyance.