17 The immature monster
The little square room where Cindy takes Jane is extremely simple. With for all furniture, a leather medical armchair in front of the only window in the room recessed in the back wall. A small metal table inlaid in the floor completes the very simple furniture that makes up this place, which is no different from what Jane has seen so far: very purged and only intended to be practical.
From the door next to the glass, between a sleeping young man. He heads to the armchair , puts a red personal assistant on the table. Without any motivation, he then places what Jane thinks is a salad bowl on the leather armchair, then after his half-closed eyes have briefly scanned her, the boy scratches his head ferociously so he addresses Cindy.
"Let's not waste time, tall woman, I'm in the middle of a world championship of Hit List."
As Cindy's face gets uglier and uglier because of the sentence of the boy who sleeps standing up, Jane smiles broadly. The young woman, whose eyes are turned towards the door that just slammed shut after the boy's exit, doesn't seem to have perceived this satisfied smile. Cindy, eager to know the results of this test for which she and her team have put themselves in danger, firmly grasps Jane's wrist and leads her to the medical chair.
"Earlier I told you that I have under my command some very clever people and some idiots, this is Johnny, a clever mix of the two. Before he became a Hanuman and was driven out by the army, this boy was in 9th grade neuroscience. His specialty was researching ways to increase the potential of the human brain. He was working in parallel in a government computer nano-engineering team.
But when he was only 21, one day when his frustration reached its peak with yet another failure, he watched his team of neuroscientists kill each other for no apparent reason. Pens, scalpels, chairs, everything was used as weapons on this improvised battlefield between white coats and even before security arrived, Johnny was at the centre of 4 dead bodies and 12 people seriously injured.
Soon his psychic abilities were revealed and while the government was hesitating about getting rid of such a genius, Johnny ran away. The game of hide-and-seek between him and the dogs of the state lasted 1 year and 2 months, until it was finally us who managed to find him.
Deprived of his VR games, this madman had stopped eating. He was lying under boxes in an alley and to get him out, we had to promise him that we would put a personal IT server at his disposal.
Johnny is an S Rank Whisperer, unfortunately, he is more interested in RV gaming than fighting. However, as lazy and strange as this annoying character is, he has completed his research here and has given us the opportunity to evolve to a new level. Show us your talent and we'll turn you into a real war machine.
Princess, sit down, put this neural helmet on your head and we will be able to begin the test."
Like Cindy, after hearing what this man under 25 is capable of, Jane can't help but turn to the glass pane recessed in the back wall. Still fascinated by this boy's with unique behaviour, she takes a few steps to reach the leather armchair where she quickly sits down.
Jane briefly observes what she thought was a salad bowl, then, believing it to be safe, she places the unknown object on her head. After Cindy reaches Johnny, Jane screams in pain when suddenly the helmet is so tightly around her head that she fears he might break her skull. Her pain increases to a higher level as what must be small spikes come out of the helmet and penetrate her brain.
The pain she felt was very brief, but the blood flowing down her forehead and blinds her left eye is evidence that this nightmare is very real.
"Forget that eye, a Poltergeist doesn't need both eyes to get good results. A small metal cylinder is placed on the table. A red mark indicates the top of the cylinder. To begin, simply levitate it in front of you, placing this red mark towards the ceiling."
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Jane, in a hurry to get this cruel test over with, nods her head after Johnny's nonchalant voice spreads across the small room.
Jane's eyes turn to the table fixed in the floor slightly to her right, and without too much effort, she floats the metal cylinder 5.2 feet above the floor, before bringing it back to face her.
"Now you're going to spin it around on itself. Careful, it must not leave its present position and the axis on which it rotates must be constant."
Jane, who had fun doing this exercise with over 10 objects of different shapes, weights and sizes, is not at all worried about the result she will get for this part of the test.
As she increases her mind's concentration on the cylinder, the object begins to turn from left to right more and more quickly. Soon the speed of rotation is such that it is no longer possible to discern the small red mark at the top of the cylinder. The eye of a common being can only discern an ill-defined round object floating in front of the beautiful young girl, who apparently, is having a lot of fun.
In the small room behind the test room, Johnny's half-closed eyes open a little more. Cindy, on the other hand, can't help but reflect. Her thinking is interrupted by Jane's disgruntled scream.
"No, it's not true! I'm not a silly little girl."
Johnny turns to a stunned Cindy. "Don't tell me she managed to read your mind?"
Cindy, is very uncomfortable. To exonerate oneself, she rolls her eyes, but the sweat that's flows on her forehead doesn't lie. Aware that the unexpected result of the test is more important than her image, she nods her head.
"And then, what do you care if I thought it?"
In the same way that Cindy looked at Jane earlier, Johnny is now watching the beautiful young woman with great pity.
"I don't care about jealousy or rivalry between women, but this glass is specially designed to be impervious to brainwaves. Cindy, this kid can't know this, but there's no denying that she's a Grade S Transmitter. Look at her, laugh. She reads everything we think in spite of that glass, without even losing her concentration. You've found a real immature monster. I have to try something.
"Jane, focus all your mental energy on the cylinder, then propel it into the wall, using all the power of your mind."
Jane's not very happy. According to her, if she could use both eyes, the results could be much better. However, she now knows that she is strong and very motivated after hearing this news that upset Cindy, she breathes in, then releases all her mental power towards the cylinder.
The object, without soul or will, disappears from its original place and reappears almost 18 feet away. The flat-ended cylinder is embedded more than 2.3 inches into the reinforced concrete wall, leaving only 0.8 inches of its other end visible.
"I don't believe it. A Double S rank with still immature capabilities. I'm afraid I'll have to let go of Hit List for a while."
From the door next to the glass, between a sleeping young man. He heads to the armchair , puts a red personal assistant on the table. Without any motivation, he then places what Jane thinks is a salad bowl on the leather armchair, then after his half-closed eyes have briefly scanned her, the boy scratches his head ferociously so he addresses Cindy.
"Let's not waste time, tall woman, I'm in the middle of a world championship of Hit List."
As Cindy's face gets uglier and uglier because of the sentence of the boy who sleeps standing up, Jane smiles broadly. The young woman, whose eyes are turned towards the door that just slammed shut after the boy's exit, doesn't seem to have perceived this satisfied smile. Cindy, eager to know the results of this test for which she and her team have put themselves in danger, firmly grasps Jane's wrist and leads her to the medical chair.
"Earlier I told you that I have under my command some very clever people and some idiots, this is Johnny, a clever mix of the two. Before he became a Hanuman and was driven out by the army, this boy was in 9th grade neuroscience. His specialty was researching ways to increase the potential of the human brain. He was working in parallel in a government computer nano-engineering team.
But when he was only 21, one day when his frustration reached its peak with yet another failure, he watched his team of neuroscientists kill each other for no apparent reason. Pens, scalpels, chairs, everything was used as weapons on this improvised battlefield between white coats and even before security arrived, Johnny was at the centre of 4 dead bodies and 12 people seriously injured.
Soon his psychic abilities were revealed and while the government was hesitating about getting rid of such a genius, Johnny ran away. The game of hide-and-seek between him and the dogs of the state lasted 1 year and 2 months, until it was finally us who managed to find him.
Deprived of his VR games, this madman had stopped eating. He was lying under boxes in an alley and to get him out, we had to promise him that we would put a personal IT server at his disposal.
Johnny is an S Rank Whisperer, unfortunately, he is more interested in RV gaming than fighting. However, as lazy and strange as this annoying character is, he has completed his research here and has given us the opportunity to evolve to a new level. Show us your talent and we'll turn you into a real war machine.
Princess, sit down, put this neural helmet on your head and we will be able to begin the test."
Like Cindy, after hearing what this man under 25 is capable of, Jane can't help but turn to the glass pane recessed in the back wall. Still fascinated by this boy's with unique behaviour, she takes a few steps to reach the leather armchair where she quickly sits down.
Jane briefly observes what she thought was a salad bowl, then, believing it to be safe, she places the unknown object on her head. After Cindy reaches Johnny, Jane screams in pain when suddenly the helmet is so tightly around her head that she fears he might break her skull. Her pain increases to a higher level as what must be small spikes come out of the helmet and penetrate her brain.
The pain she felt was very brief, but the blood flowing down her forehead and blinds her left eye is evidence that this nightmare is very real.
"Forget that eye, a Poltergeist doesn't need both eyes to get good results. A small metal cylinder is placed on the table. A red mark indicates the top of the cylinder. To begin, simply levitate it in front of you, placing this red mark towards the ceiling."
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Jane, in a hurry to get this cruel test over with, nods her head after Johnny's nonchalant voice spreads across the small room.
Jane's eyes turn to the table fixed in the floor slightly to her right, and without too much effort, she floats the metal cylinder 5.2 feet above the floor, before bringing it back to face her.
"Now you're going to spin it around on itself. Careful, it must not leave its present position and the axis on which it rotates must be constant."
Jane, who had fun doing this exercise with over 10 objects of different shapes, weights and sizes, is not at all worried about the result she will get for this part of the test.
As she increases her mind's concentration on the cylinder, the object begins to turn from left to right more and more quickly. Soon the speed of rotation is such that it is no longer possible to discern the small red mark at the top of the cylinder. The eye of a common being can only discern an ill-defined round object floating in front of the beautiful young girl, who apparently, is having a lot of fun.
In the small room behind the test room, Johnny's half-closed eyes open a little more. Cindy, on the other hand, can't help but reflect. Her thinking is interrupted by Jane's disgruntled scream.
"No, it's not true! I'm not a silly little girl."
Johnny turns to a stunned Cindy. "Don't tell me she managed to read your mind?"
Cindy, is very uncomfortable. To exonerate oneself, she rolls her eyes, but the sweat that's flows on her forehead doesn't lie. Aware that the unexpected result of the test is more important than her image, she nods her head.
"And then, what do you care if I thought it?"
In the same way that Cindy looked at Jane earlier, Johnny is now watching the beautiful young woman with great pity.
"I don't care about jealousy or rivalry between women, but this glass is specially designed to be impervious to brainwaves. Cindy, this kid can't know this, but there's no denying that she's a Grade S Transmitter. Look at her, laugh. She reads everything we think in spite of that glass, without even losing her concentration. You've found a real immature monster. I have to try something.
"Jane, focus all your mental energy on the cylinder, then propel it into the wall, using all the power of your mind."
Jane's not very happy. According to her, if she could use both eyes, the results could be much better. However, she now knows that she is strong and very motivated after hearing this news that upset Cindy, she breathes in, then releases all her mental power towards the cylinder.
The object, without soul or will, disappears from its original place and reappears almost 18 feet away. The flat-ended cylinder is embedded more than 2.3 inches into the reinforced concrete wall, leaving only 0.8 inches of its other end visible.
"I don't believe it. A Double S rank with still immature capabilities. I'm afraid I'll have to let go of Hit List for a while."
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