Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

Everyone except for Sam gathered together as they discussed something in a low voice. Even though Shane couldn't hear what they were talking about, he still knew they were going to target his host. So he raised his head and squinted his eyes toward the group of people.

"Host, go and listen to what they're talking about."

Sam nodded with an expressionless face. He walked over as he stood among the group. They all stiffened before glancing at the teenager briefly then got back to discussing again.

"I'm Nao."

"Thomas."

"Mat."

"Richard."

"Elise."

"Emma."

"Su."

"Tiger."

"Wait, what kind of name is that?"

It was a bald and fat man who shrugged. "It's my name. Why do you have a problem?"

Another person interrupted and said, "I'm Amelia."

After everyone was done, they all glanced at the only person who hadn't said a word, the teenager. Sam looked around and lowered his head.

"Sam."

Nao, who was a middle-aged woman, pushed up her glasses stained with blood and said, "Now that we know one another, we should discuss how to vote for that one person. If we work together in a group, we might end up passing through all the levels."

"What makes you so sure that you'll be able to live after passing through all the levels?" Sam asked in a cold voice. "The people behind these horror games never promised us anything, did they?"

Everyone was silent after hearing that. They knew agreeing to the voice would never be good, but that was just a probability. If they didn't listen, the results would surely be worse. They might even die. So if they were forced to choose whether to die now or later, they would go down the latter path.

Noa finally opened her mouth after clearing her throat. "We aren't, but if this path can guarantee us to stay alive for longer, wouldn't it be a better choice?"

Others seemed to have agreed with this aspect. They all nodded in unison.

Sam said nothing after that. He only looked coldly at the people, making them shiver.

Nao coughed and ignored a certain rude and cold teenager. "Now, what ideas do you have? We only have like a few minutes left. Hurry."

"Let's name the person we want to stand for the torture. This should be the shortest way," said Thomas.

Nao nodded. "Okay. Think of a name randomly. It doesn't have to have any motive since we all don't know one another."

Everyone agreed, but they all knew whom they wanted to vote for. They all secretly glanced at Sam from the corner of their eyes.

The teenager was standing erect as if he weren't a good-looking, innocent young boy. With his dark aura, he looked more like a person who had committed multiple crimes, and he was now hiding inside the body of a youngster.

Sam knew that he was being stared at, but he crossed his arms and stood there without any hint of opening his mouth.

Nao saw that the environment was becoming more and more intense as she cleared her throat. "Done?"

Others nodded at her.

She pointed at the wall behind her. "Everyone, go face the wall and stand at a considerable distance. Use your nails to write names there. Don't cheat. You only have this one chance."

Since time was slipping through their fingers, they hurried their ways and wrote the name they had thought of. In the end, Sam got eight votes, Nao got one, and Thomas got one. But the most surprising thing was that Sam voted for himself.

Everyone was shocked after seeing that, especially Shane. He knew that his host was cold, but not to this extent! Why would Sam want to be tortured like this to the point of having his finger broken?

He didn't understand. This was the first time he had noticed a host so cold and heartless. "Are you sure?"

"Positive. Don't disturb. I want to test something."

Shane tilted his head as he saw his host holding the dark aura knife tightly in his hands. He instantly understood. Since this knife was special, this must be one of the ways to test out its powers.

He nodded at the sharpness of his host, but what was the point of torturing oneself to obtain such a piece of information? It was like a student wanted to fail the exam just to see whether he would get a zero.

Everyone else glanced at Sam's expression. When they saw that he had the same coldness on his face, they relaxed collectively and turned back to face Nao.

Even she had a complicated expression on her face. "Why did you all vote for him?"

"Didn't you vote for him too?" One of them snickered.

Nao surprisingly shook her head.

"I voted for myself," she pointed to the wall behind her, "as you can look at the wall. Even Sam voted for himself. Anyway, now that it's decided, Sam?"

The teenager nodded and walked over.

As soon as they decided, a familiar voice echoed in the background. "So you guys have decided it? Great! I had expected such a result given Sam's shady personality. Ahem… So anyway, Let the game begins! You have five minutes. Use whatever method, but you guys have to choose a finger and torture it to the point of breaking it apart! Blood should be spilled, you hear me?"

Everyone else shuddered. They all had pale faces. Except for Sam, they were all scared enough to tremble and piss their pants.

None of them dared to move. Even if they had agreed to torture Sam out of fear, now that they were really going to do it, they were heck scared. Most of them belonged to a common family back on Earth, only seeing bloodshed in the movies or games. None of them had done something like this before.

Even though they all survived by killing other people not too long ago, it seemed to be a nightmare. They wanted to get out of here, but the horrific voice urged them to perform the tasks that made them even more guilty.

So they all stood there, including Nao, staring at Sam in a daze. After a while, when none of them moved and a minute had passed, the voice echoed again.

"Looks like I'll have to warn you guys."

As soon as that voice stopped, Tiger's scream surrounded the hall all of a sudden. He yelled at the top of his voice, clutching his last finger in his hands. Blood dripped from that part as he howled in pain.

The faces of other people paled even more as they heard the warning. "If you don't torture your voted guy, your fingers will also become like that. So, hurry up and entertain me!"

Nao gritted her teeth as she pulled out a nail from her system interface. She had used the same nail to hack many people to death. At that time, she was in a trance while killing people. When she woke up, she had already survived after killing a bunch of them.

When she held the nail in her palms, she said, "Sam, place your palm against the wall. I request you."

After that, an endless scene of torture emerged. If it were a movie scene, the viewers would fast-forward to the scene at most to get rid of the bloody mess that had happened because of that nail. After Nao was done, others also started taking turns using their weapons against Sam.

They were also very frightened, but neither of them wanted to feel intense pain. So they helplessly pulled out the weakest weapons they possessed and hammered them against Sam's finger.

If it were a normal person, he or she would have been howled out of intense pain. But Sam didn't even sweat. Other than a frown covering his forehead, there wasn't a single trace of reaction. This aspect made others watching him feel even more frightened of this teenager.

By the time torture ended, the finger's bones were broken into so many cracks and holes that it was impossible to mend back together. Blood endlessly poured out of the finger, creating a pool beneath Sam's feet. If it continued to pour out like this at such a fast speed, this little guy might end up dying at most.

Shane also could see this situation as he opened his mouth. "Host, do you want a healing pill?"

"No need." The teenager only glanced at the finger. "You're saving money for a bomb or something, right? Continue doing that. I'll use this knife."

It seemed Sam figured out how to use this thing. So Shane nodded and said nothing. This was the first time he had such a lousy job.

After a while, the black aura from the knife began to spread into Sam's body. The black mist slowly drifted into the wound, filling it up. Everyone's faces were blank as they observed this change. Soon enough, the black mist retreated, leaving a healthy finger without a single scratch. It seemed as if the torture was merely their hallucination.

"You-" Nao was the first to react as she stared at the knife fixedly. "Is this the reward for killing most of the people here?"

Others were too scared to even speak. They had thoughts of stealing it, but they stopped thinking of how cruel this teenager was! Suddenly that same voice echoed in the background.

"Congratulations on finishing the task! For the next, you guys have to head over to the corridor to your Sam's right and walk until I tell you to stop!"