I'm The Devil - Chapter 107: Queen Of Hell 2

“I'm sorry, Kiara,” he began, his voice heavy with regret. “We regret to inform you that we can no longer administer these drugs to you.”I was dying. I was going to die.Kiara Williams was dying from Stomach Cancer. With only a few months to live, she could only stay at the hospital.Alone. Her annoying husband did not come and visit her, only her best friend, Jessica remained by her side. She could no longer pay the bills and was sent home.Arriving at her house she caught Jessica and her husband together in bed. In a fight, her husband pushed Kiara down the stairs.Kiara died.Or did she? She was reborn ten years back, but rather than being destroyed, she begged a strange man for a one night stand unless she may die again.

Ding! The system activated the mission!

[Look at this sick old man in front of you. Let us pull out his oxygen tube and send him off. Let’s give him a peaceful mercy teehee~]

Shinomiya Aoba was stunned.

The old man mentioned by the dog system seemed to be a little strong…

Looking at the Gedo Mazo Pipe inserted in the back of ‘old age Madara’, he was silent and even wanted to laugh.

What do you mean his ‘oxygen tube’?

You want me to die?!

In addition… The super su*cide missions have been released:

[Personally experiencing the ultimate meaning of the Eight Inner Gates! —Take a hard kick of ‘Night Guy’ and shout out, ‘I would not call you the strongest!’] [Give Otsutsuki Kaguya a Thousand-Year Kill! —And record this beautiful moment!]

[Art is Explosion… and SpongeBob Squarepants! —-To accompany Deidara to self-destruct!]

[Inviting Terumi Mei to host the wedding —No less than a hundred words of congratulations!]

In addition, there were many other kinds of death-seeking missions waiting to be opened. And when the main character looked back many years later, everyone was holding back a sentence of “Damn it, he’s crazy!”

“This Ninja clearly didn’t look very strong, so why did he not die even after doing this?”

This was probably a poor child who had been dragged onto a path of death by a shitty system that’s set on seeking death.

Jiang Tong was a person who had no tomorrow. She was stuck in an endless loop, repeating the same day, 4th April of the year 2022. From the initial excitement up until despair, Jiang Tong had tried everything to escape. She killed herself countless times, using different methods, but she would always wake up on the day of 4th April 2022. To pass her unlimited time, she learned more than a thousand and three hundred skills. From languages, to shooting skills, culinary skills, performing arts, etc. Jiang Tong learned everything imaginable. She enjoyed the excitement and hotblooded fights brought about by wrestling; she enjoyed the speed and thrill brought about by car racing; the pleasure of seducing and tasting all kinds of handsome men; the therapeutic sensations of playing various instruments.

No matter how much trouble she got into, when it got to four in the morning, she would suddenly fall asleep and wake up on the morning of 4th April. Until… After countless trials and errors, she finally managed to bed Z City’s most dignified but also the weakest young master, Ji Lanzhou. Ji Lanzhou was the Ji family’s youngest young master. Due to his frail body, he was the apple of the Ji family’s eye. No one in Z City dared to mess with him. But Jiang Tong didn’t care because she would have to relive this day again tomorrow. Yet… When dawn came, Jiang Tong was shocked to find Ji Lanzhou sleeping on her bed when she opened her eyes. The man even looked pale from having overexerted himself. Jiang Tong was delighted! She looked at her phone, and the date showed 5th April, 2022! After five hundred years, more than a hundred and eighty days, she was finally out of the loop! Ji Lanzhou woke up to see Jiang Tong laughing and crying like a mad woman. He pursed his pale lips and said, “Liar.” Jiang Tong raised an eyebrow. “It was an accident, Sweetie. So now I have to run for my life.” Ji Lanzhou was baffled.

“Mr. Hu Lai, today’s football forwards like you who can only score goals are getting narrower and narrower … But nevertheless, you have achieved dazzling achievements. What is your secret to success?”

On a winter afternoon, Hu Lai showed reporters from all over the world the honor he had just received, and some reporters asked him such questions.

Facing the eyes cast by the reporters, Hu Lai’s thoughts returned to the afternoon when he was in high school. He stood alone beside the stadium to watch other students play games. They did not let him play, thinking he was here to make trouble.

He also thought of what the coach said to him with a straight face: “Hu Lai, if you can’t pay ten times the effort of others, your talent is just worthless stones.” And a disdainful voice: “Modern football The demands on the center are getting higher and more comprehensive. What’s the use of shooting only? ”

In the end, his thoughts were frozen at that time, and the night was already looming in the eastern sky. In the middle of the abandoned vacant land covered with grass, a girl said to him very seriously: “Hu Lai, you are actually gifted. , And a great talent! Because you know where the goal is! ”
Hu Lai stared at the girl’s eyes, and saw the sunset behind him from those eyes.

The sunlight is reflected in the pupils, flowing, burning, condensing into a halo, as if to melt yourself in this light.

Hu Lai, who withdrew his thoughts, returned to this warm winter afternoon, facing the excited reporters, he smiled slightly: “Because I know, the goal is there.”

- Description from Qidian