Ninjago Neuro Novels & Stories

The hypnotic ability of that bastard guy is only as wide as a city park, so incomparable to Nicko's strength which is like the a****n forest. The extent is truly beyond words. In a very short time, he could erase all the suggestions embedded in Jenny's brain. The tangled threads in the girl's brain slowly loosened and returned to normal. The tangled threads that Nicko saw were the nerves in the brain. Now all have returned to their respective positions. Now Nicko's words have been embedded in Jenny deep in his brain and heart. He actually remembered it even in his subconscious

Jade whispered. The team moved through the junction with a speed and silence that was almost supernatural. They were halfway through when a rusted pipe suddenly groaned under the pressure of the city’s shifting power grid. One of the spiders twitched, its optical sensor flashing a warning red. Nico didn't hesitate. He launched a high-impact, non-lethal projectile that shattered the spider’s sensor before it could alert the network. The team didn't wait to see the results; they dove into the next tunnel, their hearts pounding in the heavy silence.

Jason replied quietly “I’ve been thinking about it. About a way.” Leah lifted her head, searching his face. “Tell me.” Jason hesitantly answered, “The Neural Nexus Core. A smaller version. Stripped down. Not for containment, but for… repair.” Her eyes widened, horror and hope colliding at once. “You’re talking about going into his mind. Jason, that’s not medicine. That’s…” “...A gamble. I know. But it’s all we have. Andrew’s weapon tore through him, left damage no surgeon can touch. But if we can map it digitally, maybe… maybe we can fix it from the inside.” Jason cut in.

"Focus on the scanners. If Jago is in there, he’s not alone. He’s got Scrappers who know those ruins better than your Judges know their own bank accounts." "Jago is a cockroach," Dante growled, finally speaking. His voice was a low, vibrating rumble that made the skiff’s windows rattle. "He’s not there for terrorism. He’s there because the Council cut off the Grey-Sector’s power. He’s trying to find a mercury-core to keep the hospital drones running. You know that, Voss. You’re just looking for an excuse to pull the trigger."

Neo gazed at Jenny, his eyes gleaming with a sickly light. "Jenny, I've always thought of you as cute as a doll." With that, he suddenly pulled out a ragged doll from his pocket and placed it in front of her. "Look, this is made for you by me. Do you see the resemblance?" Seeing the eerie and broken doll Neo produced, Jenny couldn't contain herself anymore. "You lunatic! Psycho! Let me go! Help! Help!"

The title made the blood drain from my face. *Patent Pending: Arcony-Esposito Compound A-117. A Novel Neuromodulator for the Targeted Enhancement of Cognitive Focus and Resilience.* I stared at the words, my mind refusing to process them. A neuromodulator. A drug. LJ snatched the patent from my hands, his eyes scanning the dense, technical language. “This is… this is a nootropic. A smart drug.” His voice was shaking. “They invented it together?”

It would do something else—something much more dangerous. It would force the system to attempt an immediate, violent merge. "You want a host?" Anji’s voice was cold. "You want me? Let's stop the games." He didn't pull a weapon. He pulled the shard. He didn't pull the syringe of neutralizer; he pulled the refined agent he’d gathered—a chemical cocktail meant for extreme neuro-grafting. He shoved the needle into the core, the conduit for the broadcast signal. "Anji, what are you doing?" Sarah yelled, lunging forward.

Niekro were gigantic and I studied the lizard-like creature carefully looking for its weak areas. "There's soft tissue under the base of its skull on its back. That's what you need to pierce or electrocute it like Linga does," Vizall mumbled softly, waving us forward. Dregs cocked his weapon, drawing a head turn from the big lizard. I loaded my weapon and took off after Dregs as he headed towards the niekro.

Niko I'm in a state of shock, my mind swirling in a dizzying whirlpool of confusion and disbelief. I never anticipated finding myself in this situation, yet a curious sense of validation wells up within me. It's as if a deep-seated instinct reassures me that, despite being under the sway of something invisible, an anger that rules my brain, I am still firmly in control and haven't lost my grip on reality.