Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Chapter 48 47. Who Are You?

The first thing Dirt did was putting up a barrier around the room before glancing at Shane. He spoke something under his breath that Shane assumed would be a skill name, as the robot raised his fingers again, pointing them toward Shane's body.

Soon, energy sparked from his fingers and entered Shane's body, making Shane freeze. He even felt his breathing pausing for a second. He couldn't even blink as the divine energy engulfed his body.

The next moment, the energy vanished without a trace as if it weren't there in the first place. After that, Shane felt his body becoming energetic all of a sudden. His veins filled with some energy as he realized what he had been missing this entire time.

His energy indeed had been sealed inside his body, but thanks to that, he hadn't attracted much attention during the attribute test. It was just that he couldn't continue being a useless fella.

Back when his powers were sealed, everyone thought that it was a seal to stop his identity from being revealed. But after the recent phenomenon of someone changing the difficulty of the virtual portal during his time, Shane didn't think so, especially after realizing his powers themselves were sealed.

He felt as if someone behind the scene was trying to push him in a certain direction, rendering him useless. Things were changing faster than Shane could think. He felt a trace of lingering fear in his heart after that incident.

That was why he wanted to get stronger. Unsealing his powers was the first step toward it.

Soon enough, Shane opened his eyes and looked around. He firmly curled his fingers in a fist and grinned, "It feels great! How did you do it?"

Dirt smiled smugly and said, "I won't tell you."

Ed rolled his eyes and crossed his hands on his chest, "Now that your powers have unsealed, don't expect my useless robot to help you at all times. You still have to return that sword to me after finding something better."

Shane stiffened for a moment before he laughed, "Why?"

"Because," Ed narrowed his eyes, "Kinslayer is mine. You can't even use it properly. It has the best effect on one of my skills."

Shane groaned, "Can't I just keep using it? I'm your disciple ain't I?"

"It doesn't mean I'll give you anything. You will get what you deserve. Now, you're dismissed."

"Cheapskate," Shane muttered under his breath and walked away.

When he was gone, Dirt turned toward his boss and frowned, "Why did you ask for your sword? You don't even need it anymore."

Ed shook his head and smiled as if he were thinking of something and said, "You won't understand."

"Why?"

"Because you don't have the burden of being a master."

Dirt looked at his boss and sighed, "You have become old."

"Get out."

***

At this time, Shane walked toward his dorm with a frown on his forehead. He seemed to be thinking deeply about something, but he didn't know what to do anymore. So there was a helpless emotion floating within his eyes. Just then, he saw a familiar girl coming toward him as he walked down the corridor.

"Brother, you're free now, right?"

Shane nodded before remembering something and shook his head, "I have to find people to create a group."

"For what?"

"I have been assigned to go to a dungeon for a weapon," Shane sighed in a helpless manner, "My cheapskate of a master even wanted the weapon back that his robot handed over to me."

Tess narrowed her eyes, "Dungeon, you say? Count me in."

"You're not coming!" Shane replied instantly as he glared at her. He walked past her, directly heading toward the boys' dorm area. This building was meant for the students to live on different floors for both males and females. The latter got the first two floors while the remaining boys were left upstairs.

So he reached the staircase and started climbing upstairs without turning back. He instantly heard footsteps following behind him.

"Shane! I'm going! I'm your sister!"

"That's why I'm stopping you. Go back to your floor. This area belongs to the boys," Shane remembered something and turned around, "You're not coming here wearing that."

He pointed at Tess's chest which looked puffy and firm, making the girl look even more beautiful. She glared at her brother and flipped back her hair, "Why do you always care about what I wear? You should focus on your own dress code. You look like some nerd from my school."

Shane indeed looked like one with his hair falling on his forehead, covering half of his left eye. Back when he was still alive, he would use gel and other hair accessories to make himself look even more handsome, but ever since he arrived, he hadn't been able to do anything in terms of representing himself, making him look worse than the regular boys at his university.

He pulled back his hair and said, "I'll purchase some hair gel before going to the dungeon."

"This is why everyone's been onto you. Even your power level is in the negatives. What else do you expect from others?" Tess looked at her brother in a disappointed manner and crossed her arms over her chest, making her chest firmer, "They have always been onto the weaker generation. You are giving others an option to go against you."

"Looks aren't everything, Tess," Shane's brows furrowed when he realized she deliberately changed the topic and glared at her, "You're still not going."

"Aww, c'mon!" Tess stared at the boy with starry eyes and stood in a praying position, "Pretty please? I'm stronger than you, and I even have some cool weapons!"

The students walking past them glanced at the two of them and made strange expressions while walking past Shane. The latter coughed and pressed his sister's hands, "Fine. Find someone with you."

"Easy!" Tess instantly opened her menu and contacted someone and grinned before announcing, "Frank's coming!"

Shane was speechless as he stared at his sister, "Wait, when did you send him a friend request? No, why didn't you accept my request yet?"

The menu interface acted similar to modern-day Facebook with a friend request system. Only friends could text one another through the chatting function. Shane sighed and was about to say something when he felt someone tapping his shoulders. He turned around to see a strange, smiling boy standing in front of him, one step above him on the stairs.

It seemed that his height was similar to Shane's and that was why he looked even taller at the moment. The boy's wavy brown hair moved as a gust of wind passed by them while the latter stared at Shane with his black eyes and asked, "Ahem, I'm sorry for eavesdropping, but I heard you guys are forming a group for a dungeon. May I join?"

"Who are you?"