Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

"What?" Shane was confused as he glanced at the bald man. He wanted to have face-to-face chit chat with this person enough to make him understand what had happened after he fell unconscious and how did the instructor manage to save him and his sister, but looking at the class filled with people….

Shane pursed his lips. It was better for the class to end before he could talk about it. For now, he would just comply with whatever this man was speaking about. So without asking any more questions, he raised his head and said, "Let's do it."

Even if he didn't know what this man was going to do with him.

The bald man sighed as if he could read the young man's thoughts, but he didn't say anything and waved his hand toward Dirt, "Take it out."

The robot pulled out a round orb from thin air that looked transparent. He raised his hands as the orb flew at his fingertips while he walked into the classroom as he stood right next to the podium.

The bald man then looked at Shane and said, "Come inside and put your hands on the orb."

Shane walked inside as he raised his hand and did exactly what the man said as if he were an obedient student. Even the bald man didn't expect this kind of reaction. He probably thought that the young man had a few screws loose and would end up arguing.

Shane could feel the instructor's surprised gaze as he gritted his teeth and suppressed his desire to question the man as he took a deep breath and stood like that in that position.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Nothing happened.

Shane scratched his head with another hand and asked, "It should have changed, right?"

"Yeah, since it didn't, you're no more than an ordinary human," said the bald man as the orb remained transparent. He narrowed his eyes as a hint of interest flashed in them for a moment before it disappeared, "Okay. That's it. As you can see, this young man doesn't have any power in his veins. So I'll just deem him a powerless system."

The entire classroom erupted at that statement. A system without power? That was unheard of! Every system had his own power in this world, and when a host was unable to take up a challenge, it was usually the responsibility of the system to solve the issue with their own power. But what would happen if such a person encountered an extremely difficult world that had a lot of cosmic energy?

Every single one of the students stared in Shane's direction with complicated emotions. Some felt gloated, thinking there was one less competitor, while others felt sympathy in their hearts, but Shane was the only one whose eyes grew wide in surprise.

In front of everyone, he looked at Dirt and asked, "Can I have one more go?"

The robot glanced at the bald man who nodded. Only then did he turn toward the young man and showed him the orb.

Shane put his hands on it for a full fifteen minutes this time, giving everyone a headache. Most of the students put their heads on the table and went off to sleep. Several others started chitchatting with each other in a low voice for fear of the bald man, but since the instructor wasn't saying anything, the students became bolder and started talking loudly.

By the time Shane put his hand away after seeing the same result in front of his eyes, the classroom had already turned into a marketplace with loud voices echoing around him. No one paid attention to his expressions as he thought back to the time when he had fought with the bald man.

He indeed had some power running through his veins. He had felt it, and the instructor even called it the dark cosmic energy. Then what just happened? How could he witness such a strange result at this time?

Then his mind drifted back to the feeling that he had in his head when he had just woken up. At that time, when he had heard about how the bald man had saved him, he had felt something strange in his heart. As if he was missing something….

But no matter what, he couldn't remember anything about how he ended up falling unconscious. He just remembered feeling something warm around his body, and nothing else. What was that feeling?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Did this bald man suck away his powers and made him useless? He sharply turned toward the bald only who stood there with his stern face looking calmly at the talkative classroom as Shane averted his eyes.

He closed his eyes and focused on his powers, but since he had no idea how to use that technique to bring the power hidden inside his veins out to use, he ended up failing, again. Frustrated, he opened his eyes and pursed his lips.

What should he do?

If he was a useless system, how would it be possible for him to protect Tess and survive in this strange world?

As he kept thinking about it, a sudden loud noise from the podium made him jump. He turned toward an angry-looking bald man who glared at his class, "Fifty rounds. Get outside on the ground. Right now!"

"NO!!!!!!"

"That's not fair! What could we do when this useless piece of sh*t was double-checking his results? This is all his fault! We were talking because of him!"

"Yes, make him do fifty rounds instead!"

Fifty rounds…. If Shane guessed correctly, the punishment should probably be to sprint fifty times around that open ground downstairs. He looked around with an expressionless face as he waited to see what would happen.

"Silence!" The bald man continued to look at the students with a stern face, "A hundred rounds for those who don't get out right now!"

After that, no one dared to stay inside the classroom anymore. Since Shane had questions, he didn't glance around even when Frank passed by. He continued to stand inside the classroom and after everyone left, the bald man raised his head and said, "Come with me."

Shane nodded and heard the instructor speaking again, "You're my disciple from now on."

Eh? When the heck did that happen?