Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.



As soon as the bribing girl cast the materialization skill, the white mass on the magic circle started taking shape.

It started transforming into the shape of a human body; first the legs, then the torso, and finally, the face formed.

The face of the clone started taking shape, and it turned out exactly like Anon's face.

After creating the clone, the bribing girl backed off.

Anon immediately started analyzing the clone from all sides.

"Hmm... This looks good. Can it talk?" Anon asked.

"It can. What do you want him to say?" The lady in-charge asked.

"Can it speak on its own, like Queen Derein's Clone?" Anon inquired.

"No, that clone was a specially made one. It was made with a brain and..." She explained, but something triggered inside her brain.

"You got inside her brain?" She asked with a surprised face.

"Ah, yeah. She had something that was protecting her mind from getting corrupted, but I broke through it," Anon answered.

"Impossible! We created the most powerful mana barrier so that no external magic spell works on her brain. How did you...?" She asked.

"Yeah, you did a great job, but you forgot to strengthen it against any inside attacks," Anon spoke with an evil smile on his face.

"How can anyone get inside someone's brain?" The lady in-charge asked, looking confused.

"Well, a Cerebraxis can," Anon said with a smile.

"What's a Cerebraxis?" She asked.

"Forget it. Just tell me, can you give this clone a brain?" Anon asked.

"No, the brains for clones are not made by us. They are made by our master who controls all of this. Whenever we receive orders to make a special clone, he sends us a brain with the orders. That brain contains every single memory of the person till date," the lady in-charge explained.

"Ah, so that's how it is," Anon said as he looked at the clone that looked exactly like him.

"So, it turns out you all had a role to play in creating these clones, huh?" Anon asked.

"Yes," the lady in-charge agreed.

"Well, what was his role then?" Anon said, pointing towards the dead body of the guy with glasses.

"He connected the clones to the control crystals," she replied.

"Oh really? Fuck, I killed him too fast," Anon said as he looked at the clone.

Anon extended his hand and touched the clone's chest slightly.

As soon as he touched the clone, a message popped up in front of him.

[One clone has been detected in touch. Would you connect it to the control crystal?]

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Anon's face as he spoke, "Well, well, well, this is interesting."

'Connect it,' Anon commanded.

[One clone has been connected]

[Would you like to give it a name?]

'Name it Anon-2.'

[Clone Anon-2 has been connected with the control crystal. You can now control him.]

'Raise your left hand,' Anon commanded.

The clone did as Anon had told him and raised his left hand.

"Good."

"Wait, how did you do that?" The lady in-charge asked with a surprised expression.

"It's a secret," Anon said, smiling at her.

"We can make more clones for you if you want. Just let us live, please," the bribing girl spoke.

"Hmmm...? Again, bribing, huh? You really are something," Anon said as he looked at the girl.

"She is right. We will make you an army you couldn't have imagined in your dreams. You can rule the whole world with them. They will not die or get fatigued, and they will always listen to your call," the lady in-charge spoke, attempting to tempt Anon.

"Hahahaha..." Suddenly, Anon started laughing.

"W-What happened? Why is he laughing like that?" the bribing girl asked the lady in-charge.

"Maybe he is thinking of how he will use them," the lady in-charge replied.

"Why would I need you for that?" Suddenly, the laughter disappeared from Anon's face, and a very serious, psychopathic expression replaced it.

"W-What do you mean by that?" the bribing girl asked with a scared tone.

"Oh, darling, I can make these clones on my own if I want to now. I don't need clowns like you anymore, whose lazy asses are dependent on some kind of drug. You guys are pathetic, like a fucking plant that needs sunlight to survive, and if not given for some time, you will die.

You can't move from one place, you can't do anything for yourself other than eating the food you call drugs that you get from an unknown person. You are unwanted things that I will take out in a moment," Anon spoke, looking her dead in the eye.

"Do you even know how many years it took us to figure out the right amount of ingredients to put in so that we can make the perfect clone? The perfect amount of mana, human mass, the mutated vampire's blood amount, do you really think you can figure all that out by seeing a small demo like this?" The lady in-charge asked.

"Na, you will give it to me," Anon said as he grabbed her neck.

"Hahh...cough-cough W-What are....you....doing?" the lady in-charge asked as she looked at Anon.

Slowly, Anon started lifting her up in the air as he used a skill.

<Memory Eater>

Suddenly, many memories started surging into Anon's mind.

<Memory Alter>

Putting down the lady in-charge, Anon looked at her as she squirmed on the floor like a worm.

"So, this thing needs around 70.56 kgs of meat to create a perfect clone, huh? But not the case for every clone. It's different according to the weight of the real person from which you are making it, ain't that right, darling?" Anon asked, smiling evilly towards the lady in-charge.

"What? H-How do you...?" She asked with a surprised expression as she stood up and looked at Anon.

The only upper hand she had is now gone. The upper hand of knowing the recipe to make clone.

"Told you, I have magical fingers." Anon said as he looked at her with a menacing smile.