"Guh!" Jason gasped unconsciously as a flood of information entered his head.
It was like an electric pulse that was not painful but only aid to destabilise him for the shortest amount of ti. And then a rush of thoughts and feelings, as if soone was pouring a bucket of information straight into his head, directly into his mind.
What a crazy feeling. It was like his neurons were rearranging themselves, forming connections and breaking connections that weren't there. Even more amazingly... sothing told him that these connections were not the sa as any other connection he had made in his life.
When Jason was five, he learned how to ride a bike, and back then he had built connections for balance and using his body in different special ways. Over ti, as he got used to it, the connections beca more concrete, but ever since, Jason had never ridden a bike, and therefore, his body had deteriorated the connection, later on making it almost obsolete.
That was how connection worked in the brain. Anything that was not reinforced, was forgotten. And that went for anything at all. However, what was important to understand too was the fact that this was a good process. Since the brain was lacking in mory and resources, it was bad to rember anything useless. Therefore, the brain is good at forgetting.
And here... WHen the sensation settled and these fragnts and concepts could finally be recalled to his consciousness, sohow, Jason felt like he could not forget them no matter how he tried.
It was NLP and CBT... And although he had learned them back in university, where he was recalling intricate details, definitions, and practices with clarity as if they had never left his mind in all that ti.
The System had been categorised as Beginner techniques, but this was not for beginners at all. Especially so of the techniques here. They were special... They were most definitely the only things rained professionals had access to.
And now, Jason had it all in his mind. He could vividly picture each thod in his head, how he could twist them, shape them and reapply the concepts for different results. All of it was to affect soone's behaviour, to reprogram the way they saw reality.
So this was what it ant... This was the Master Programr? Soone who could Program other's minds? Why had it co to him? And why now? Those were the only two questions in his head. Even he could not figure it out.
Shaking his head, Jason felt like he had sowhat acclimated to it now, which was a good thing. Now it was ti for the next one.
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This is the first ntality and Ideas Volu, packed with ideas on the ethics and Morality of the Work of being a Master Programr. Internalise this, and you will be on your way to building the Mind and Spirit of a Master Programr.
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Okay, then... Bring it on!
Without hesitation, Jason exported it and soon enough, he found the information lodged straight in his mind, where he could recall it with ease just like before. This ti the process was much smoother, as if last ti it was gearing him up to take the information.
Jason could even feel sothing like emotions in the rush of information, and that was why he swore he could feel sothing darker, and heavier. And it was a whole lot of content.
Ethics, Boundaries, Rules, Restrictions, Regulations, Questions and Answers... Any sort of information that anyone wielding such information should have the answers to. Jason had to say that he had learned a lot from it.
He had learned that he had a responsibility. The Mantle of Master Programr was not a simple one, and although he might not know just how far-reaching it was, he would soon find out.
It reminded him of the boundaries that he should not cross, and the rules he should never brush off. It was the unspoken truth, and the first ti he finally knew what his directive truly was.
While the techniques could manipulate, deceive, and dismantle, they could also heal, guide, and protect. But there was a massive contradiction in there that he found interesting... There was no policy on what it ant to harm.
All that was said was that the Master Programr had to live life according to his own rules and do whatever it ant for him to be alive. That was the only real rule. If the Master Programr was powerful rough, even these rules could be ignored and new ones could be created in their place.
Jason took this as a silent endorsent... Was the System telling him to experint without concern for consequences?
Interesting...
With a shiver, Jason sat back, absorbing the implications. This was not sothing simple. It was an invitation for Jason to open the door to a hidden part of himself that he had always known was there but never dared to fully open due to the consequences.
And now, with the powers in his hands, he would soon have the responsibility to use them to live a great life, a worthy life, a life of a Master Programr.
What did that even an?
Jason looked at the last item, promising himself that he would at least test out the thods in the Concepts and Techniques to make sure of things, and see if there was anything for him to gain.
Anyway... what was this Body Moulding Pill? A laugh almost escaped him and he thought about his own body. Maybe the System had seen that he was in pain and had given him this cute little health supplent.
Aww... That's so cute, thank you, System, for giving the Vitamins and Minerals necessary to live.
Jason got back to reality, realising that everything had been absurd recently ever since he woke up. He had seen so blue panel, lost his mind a bit, and then successfully asked a girl for her numbers, and then got so mories implanted into his brain... Way too crazy.
If it wasn't for the ache in his body and the mory of Isabella telling him that this was reality and he was amongst other people, he would have thought he was in a dream.
Since he was not dreaming, then the next thing for him to do was obvious and that was to check out this Body Moulding Pill. He couldn't help but imagine what would happen if he clicked on the item and its information showed itself.
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