Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Shane blanked out a bit as he stood there, surrounded by guns. They all slowly started coming closer to him with a serious and cautious attitudes.

"Don't move. We won't hurt you."

"Put the evidence down and come with us."

Like heck, he would believe it!

Shane cursed under his breath and glared at the officers before taking out Kinslayer. He thrust the tip onto the ground and muttered a spell soon enough. Just then, the entire space was electrocuted to such an extent that everyone standing inside the storeroom trembled and lost consciousness soon enough.

He saw that the road was open. So he quickly rushed out of the place and hid behind the same pillar. The officers also came out and rushed after him.

"The f*ck!!! They're tracking me!"

He began running down the street as the cops pursued him. They quickly rushed toward him in their hover cars.

Shane appeared to be in a difficult situation. So he instantly opened the menu and called Hope.

The girl quickly accepted the call and smiled, "How are you?"

Shane looked at the background only to see that she was still inside the storeroom. How could she still be inside the station?! Was she using something else to hide her presence?

As if reading his mind, Hope said, "I'm much more powerful than you can ever imagine. I can hide without anything, but for you, I can't use my powers in your stead, you know? So don't blame me for not helping you. We're only business partners, not family."

Shane gritted his teeth and said nothing about it. He continued to run, thinking about how he should escape. Just then, he got an idea.

"Can I hide in a world?"

"You can. Just make sure to teleport to another place while coming out."

Shane tilted his head, as if not understanding what the girl was saying. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard the girl's voice again.

"I'll handle the teleportation thing. Just go to your right. You'll find a shop. Enter the place and use the portal directly. I can pay the money in your stead, but I need it back."

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"Okay. Do it!"

It wasn't like Shane had any other choice. He quickly followed her instructions and entered the shop. The officers saw what that person was doing and quickly entered the shop as well. They all thought that it was probably Shane, who had entered to steal his watch back. As they yelled one after the other, they almost confirmed the identity of the person running.

"12254801, stop right there!!!"

Before they could even fire their weapons, Shane found a portal and jumped inside, in full view of the others. As soon as he entered the place, he went to the system space.

Hope was already standing there as she waved her hand with a lazy attitude. "Hi."

Shane jumped as he stared at her, wide-eyed. "Gosh, you scared me to death."

Hope ignored the man and quickly opened the menu. "Where would you like to go? Another gaming world? CEO world? Student world? Horror world? Cultivation world?"

"Let's go to the cultivation world."

"Are you sure?" Hope added, "You really want that world? Don't you want to relax?"

"I've been relaxing for a few worlds already. You were the one working at all times."

Hope suddenly grinned and shook her head. "Not this time. I'll be your system, and you'll be my host. How does that sound?"

Shane frowned. Why did he get the impression that her words were becoming ambiguous for a split second?

"Cultivation world," he said, shaking his head. "I have always wanted to be a cultivator."

Hope was unnaturally silent for a moment before she selected that option. She then raised her head.

"Done. Get ready." Hope said, "You'll be the host this time."

The next second, when Shane opened his eyes, he was already inside the world. He blinked as he looked around.

He was inside a palace-like thing, and he was currently sitting on a throne….

He looked around. The servants bowed upon seeing him awake. The soldiers also bowed one after another.

Shane frowned. Just when did he become some kind of king or something?

Soon, he heard Hope's voice in the background. "Let me send you the world's information."

Shane read the information after a while and felt like the system world was playing a joke on him. This time, his body was the king of the demonic cultivators who ruled over the dark lands. In this world, his name was Hu Bohai, and the original owner had been living for a thousand years, growing more irritated by the second.

He was extremely bored and wanted to do something. So Shane's mission was to find out this demonic king's goal in life and help him realize it.

Shane: "....."

Why was his goal so absurd?

Hope explained: "Earlier you would get destructive missions because of your dark aura and your identity as Shane. But now you have your fake body. So you wouldn't always get missions that urge you to destroy something."

Shane sighed and glanced at everyone else in the room. For a thousand-year-old man, what would be his desire?

Love?

Nope. He must have fallen in love and broken apart many times. It wasn't practical in real life, no matter how glorified it was in the novels.

Power?

Nope. The demonic king was already powerful enough.

Then what?

Shane frowned. Perhaps a person who couldn't die would most likely yearn to be killed.

Or maybe he just needs enough motivation to continue living further.

It could either be in this direction or-

He leaned back and asked, "Just see and tell me whether Hu Bohai can die or not."

Hope went silent for a while, probably trying to find information about it. Soon enough, her voice echoed through his mind.

"He can't die. He tried to commit suicide many times, but he can't die."

"So his mission should be to die, but he hasn't decided how," Shane said, squinting his eyes. "Let's find our mission then. We should first go see how the righteous cultivators are doing."

After that, Shane got down from the throne and started nodding at the people. No one dared to say another word as he continued to walk onward. After a while, when he entered the garden, he stopped and frowned.

"Where exactly is the place with righteous cultivators?"

"Ah, you need a map for this. Let me see." Hope started searching for something in the shop as she exclaimed. "Ah, found it. There's the world map app."

"There is something like this in the shop?" Why didn't Shane find out before?

"There's everything here!" Hope chuckled.

After this, Shane started checking out the map and decided to go to the nearest righteous tavern outside the demonic cultivators' borders.

Since he was a cultivator, he didn't need to walk all the way. He took a deep breath.

"Hope, can I get this body's memories?"

"You want a thousand-year-old memory?" Hope's voice sounded in disbelief. "Are you sure?"

"Yup. It'll also help me with my own powers since they're also kind of in that direction."

Hope was genuinely surprised as she nodded. "Sure. Here you go. Rest for a while."

Slowly, memories flooded Shane's brain, making him feel unstable for the moment. He pressed his forehead as a gust of headache filled his head. He couldn't stand still because of the pain in his forehead, so he sat on a nearby bench.

Only after a while did he manage to calm down and go through the memories.

The life of this thousand-year-old man was really boring. In the beginning phase of his life, he committed all the crimes that could be committed. He even did everything he could in the brothels, and after enjoying lives with millions of lovers, he felt bored and abandoned them all. Then he tried different things that often made others yearn for them, such as earning money, spending it lavishly, throwing parties one after another, and being the center of attention for years.

So after a few hundred years, the demonic cultivator became even more bored of that stuff. As a result, he chose to become a king instead. He conquered everyone and everything around him, making them forcibly kneel at his feet. He ruled for a few more hundred years until he became bored. After this, he found a newfound interest in dying, and he tried it wholeheartedly.

But he failed because he couldn't even die.

So now, the situation was that this old king had lived the life of everyone's dreams, but he was still bored to death so much that he just wanted to die and get rid of this yearning loneliness in his heart.

Shane frowned. There was one thing this old man hadn't tried: doing something good. Should he try?

After thinking about it, he asked Hope, "Hey, I will receive the notification when something is close to the king's desire, right?"

"That's right. So you're free to do anything you want."

Shane raised his brows and smiled. He indeed had several options he wanted to try.