Neurolink System in the Modern World

The party continued in its usual, uneventful manner, and it was so mundane that it left me feeling bored.

'What the heck is happening? Is no one going to stir up some trouble for me?' I clicked my tongue in annoyance. Those novel writers are all liars. I had promised not to wait for someone to make trouble, but I couldn't help but hope for some dramatic turn of events

I quickly glanced at Misa, hoping for something to happen, but she seemed to be just enjoying herself.

"I can't believe this," I muttered in frustration. The thought of using my power of suggestion to make others insult Ayumi crossed my mind, but I quickly dismissed it. 'Nah, I can't do that. It's like buying my own chocolate on Valentine's Day and pretending that someone gave it to me.'

Finally, the host announced something that could make the party a bit more interesting.

"We have a grand prize of 200,000 won for the best talent!" she announced.

The amount of money wasn't particularly enticing for me, but the opportunity to outshine everyone was more than sufficient. Come to think of it, I had a strange tendency to enjoy putting others in their place.

"Of course Ms Park will also join, but she wont be part of the contest ," The host announced.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after the announcement. Lizzy had mentioned that Park was also a talented singer, but due to her  beauty, she had focused more on acting. She was also a skilled dancer, a perfect K-pop idol material. She was the complete package.

There was no doubt that she would take center stage in a few years if her momentum didn't wane.

"That's all well and good, but I think she should participate. Or does her not joining imply that she believes she's the most talented person here?" I chuckled as I voiced my thoughts, leaving everyone surprised.

My words were clearly audacious, but no one here dared to point it out.

"It's not like that, Sir, but having her join for only 200,000 won wouldn't be fitting given she's a celebrity," the host replied with a respectful tone. It was clear Fred had already advised her to tread carefully when speaking to me.

"I have a net worth of more than 10 billion Korean won, but I'm willing to participate for that 200,000 won. Are you insinuating something?" I retorted with a raised eyebrow.

My declaration left everyone shocked. Ten billion Korean won was a huge amount, and I had claimed it was my net worth. If that was just my net worth, they didn't dare to imagine the total assets of my entire family. Of course, I was just lying, as my net worth was nowhere near that figure. But they had no way to prove it.

"You know what, let's just say that 200,000 won isn't enough to entice someone like Ms. Park to join the contest. How about this? I'll contribute 10 million Korean won to make the competition more interesting," I suggested.

"No way, he's giving away 10 million Korean won just like that?"

"Damn, so this is how rich people think."

"He's too rich, filthy rich." The crowd whispered in amazement and admiration at my offer.

Now, everyone was interested in joining. Ten million won was a substantial amount, equivalent to several years' worth of savings for those earning minimum wage due to the high cost of living in Korea.

"Are... you sure, sir?" Even the host couldn't help but stutter in response to my sudden declaration.

"Of course, here's the deal: I'm joining the competition. If anyone can outperform me, they'll get the 10 million won. How about it, Miss Park?" I glanced in her direction, challenging her with my eyes.

She was smiling at me, as if she found my actions quite interesting. And, of course, she would. With her status, I'm pretty sure she was used to seeing rich and handsome men. But what about an impulsive and handsome guy like me? I'm sure this was her first time meeting someone as charming .

"Sure," she replied playfully .

Her friends began teasing her, joking that I might be interested in her.

Meanwhile, Ayumi looked on the verge of tears. I reassured her that I was just having some fun, but she remained silent.

"Ayumi just trust me okay," I patted her head .

The contest kicked off with a surge of participants, all eagerly trying to outdo each other.

Even the usually timid students threw their hats in the ring, hoping to snag that cash prize – after all, it was a small fortune for them.

But little did they know, I was determined not to let them win. It was far more amusing to let their hopes soar like a rocket before giving them a crash landing back to Earth.

The talent show featured a diverse range of performances: dancing, singing, rapping, and even someone attempting to recite a poem, which just left me chuckling. I couldn't help but wonder how reciting a poem would secure a victory in this contest.

Lizzy gave it her all in the dance performance, displaying her good skills, but there were contestants who outperformed her.

Meanwhile, Ayumi chose not to participate, feeling it would be unfair since I was funding the prize money, little did she know that I had no intention of actually awarding the prize to anyone.

When it was Park's group's turn, she didn't join her friends; they began dancing together as a group. Their performance was impressive, showing their considerable talent. It was no surprise, given that these girls had undergone rigorous training, making them more skilled than the mere students competing.

"Wow, they dance so well."

"I'm in love, that girl in the middle looks too cute."

While performing, the audience erupted into applause, with many boys behaving like fanboys, hoping to get a glimpse of something more exciting like seeing their panties as the girls showcased their dance moves .

'What a bunch of Simps,'