Duanmu Huai opened his eyes and found himself sitting at a desk. At the same time, a notebook appeared on the desk, detailing his life story in this world.

According to the "settings," Duanmu Huai was born in a remote small town, and a few years after his birth, his "parents" died unexpectedly (reading this, Duanmu Huai breathed a sigh of relief; role-playing is one thing, but he had no interest in calling strangers mom and dad).

After getting into university, Duanmu Huai left the small town to live in a big city.

With his relentless efforts, he became the leader of the Kanto's well-known gang, the Toujou Group, Duanmu Group (look at these sandbag-sized fists, I'll give you a chance to reset this).

Duanmu Huai silently picked up the pen beside him and harshly struck through this line.

Then, beneath the crossed-out setting, a new setting appeared again.

With Duanmu Huai's efforts, he successfully graduated from university and, by coincidence, inherited a nightclub (are you sure you don't want to change it to a gang?).

Want to try saying that one more time?

Duanmu Huai picked up the pen again and slashed it hard—if not for the system's notebook, he would have torn the entire notebook apart.

Finally, he graduated smoothly this year, becoming a corporate drone, serving tea and water to his boss every day, utterly miserable... (crossed out)

He did not graduate successfully but was expelled from school due to violent incidents... (crossed out)

During his school years, he didn't focus on his studies but spent all his energy on women, forced to flee school when caught cheating with multiple partners... (crossed out)

Due to indiscreet relations, he contracted syphilis, incurable, and fell into poverty... (crossed out!)

Hey, you've got to be kidding!

Seeing the lines being crossed out and new ones appearing, Duanmu Huai was so angry he couldn't hold the pen anymore, even syphilis came up? Are you trying to kill me?

When he saw on the paper that "he was mentally disabled and couldn't count since childhood," Duanmu Huai finally couldn't take it anymore and clenched his fist, slamming it down on the desk!

"Boom!!"

In the next moment, the desk was split in two by Duanmu Huai, and the notebook fell to the floor.

"You're choosing a harsh path, aren't you? Believe it or not, I'll tear you apart alive?"

Glaring at the notebook in front of him, Duanmu Huai threatened again in a low voice. Kidding, just with a background story, you want to mess with me? Worst comes to worst, I'll live off the grid, I've done it in other worlds, try messing with me again? Do you really think I'm easily scared? Duanmu Huai also wanted to see if the God of Destruction's divine power could destroy a system creation!

[.............]

Faced with Duanmu Huai's threat, the text on the notebook completely disappeared, and then, after a moment, new records appeared.

[You were born into a wealthy family, but in your childhood, your parents died in an accident, leaving you with the family responsibilities. Although the company they ran was transferred after their deaths, they left enough wealth to live comfortably. Currently, you're studying folklore at university, with a hobby in photography, not yet graduated... and you aren't aware that the real adventure will start from here...]

"............. Alright, this will do."

Although Duanmu Huai felt just from the surface that it looked like the profile of a rich playboy, he was confident in his appearance. At least, no one would associate him with those ignorant rich kids, right?

Duanmu Huai also felt that if he threatened the system again, he might get a better origin, but he thought about it and decided it was fine. It's just a background, and being a moneyed rich kid is sufficient; the rest isn't important, just a background anyway...

As Duanmu Huai nodded, the previously dim setting instantly brightened, and Duanmu Huai saw himself in a bedroom, the desk he had smashed restored to its original state. At the same time, there was a loud knocking coming from outside.

"Brother, are you in there? I'm coming in."

Accompanied by the voice, the door opened, and Duanmu Huai saw a pretty girl with long, straight black hair, wearing a black sailor suit, standing in front of him. At the same time, a system prompt appeared in his mind.

[In front of you is your sister, Kaishin Shajuye. When you were young, you had a good relationship, and she was very attached to you. But now, she always has a stern look on her face, and it's been a long time since you've seen her smile.]

Sister?

[Yes, your real sister]

Clearly, we don't even have the same surname.

[It's a family tradition; children are always named after the father's surname for the eldest son and the mother's surname for the eldest daughter. The Kaishin family's tradition is that every eldest daughter should be named Shajuye.]

Such a convenient tradition.

Duanmu Huai silently made a sarcastic remark in his heart, then looked at the girl in front of him.

"What's up, Shajuye?"

"What's up? Brother, have you forgotten? Today is the day we go back to our old home. Because Grandpa Xiujin passed away, we have to go back and pay our respects, right?"

"Oh, now that you mention it, there does seem to be such a thing."

What else could Duanmu Huai say? This must be a plot advancement, for sure we'll encounter some trouble back home, then I'll solve the trouble... Sigh, and it definitely involves some Outer God or some followers-related stuff, just thinking about it gives me a headache. Thinking this way, that old Grandpa Xiujin probably didn't die naturally either, maybe it was a curse, murder, or sacrifice...

Sigh, it would be great if we could call Mary, this little sister looks like a dead weight who's going to hold me back when the time comes.

But unfortunately, Duanmu Huai tried, and it seems there's no way to call outside help for this trial... Well, strictly speaking, he didn't really want to call anyone anyway, after all, this time the boost is on the Evil God side. Besides Mary whose SAN value doesn't look like it would drop, anyone else who comes might just end up with negative sanity after a round of sightseeing.

Forget it, it is what it is.

After a brief packing, Duanmu Huai took his convenient little sister along, got in the car, and headed towards home.

You could say the rich are indeed different, this time Duanmu Huai didn't have to squeeze himself into a truck; the system kindly provided him with a convertible off-road vehicle, so he didn't have to worry about space. Although his driving skills aren't high enough for any stunts, regular driving on the road is not a problem.

Of course, Duanmu Huai very flamboyantly wore the full Judge outfit he brought from Makulag, including the trench coat, jacket, gold braid, boots, etc. To this, Duanmu Huai added a setting in his mind—this is our family's symbolic traditional outfit, it must be worn when going out!

Hmm, anything unreasonable can just be blamed on tradition, the rest doesn't matter!

Although the system only provided an introduction without specific details, Duanmu Huai, having played many games, could naturally deduce purely from the background what kind of thing he was facing. Obviously, according to his lineage background in this world, his family should specialize in hunting things like Outer Gods, and this strength has been passed down to him.

The evidence is in the system's background introduction where it says there are many books on folklore and mysticism placed in their family study, along with stuff about Demon Gods and monsters—why would you read these books if you weren't in this business, right?

And this time, the death of that Grandpa Xiujin is likely a similar event, following the usual traits of such games, whenever the protagonist returns, they invariably get involved in a series of strange events, discover these events are related to their family, then go on to resolve them, and through this process, uncover the history of their family and their true identity, and after solving everything inherit the family legacy, continuing to fight for the protection of humans—anyway, it's all predictable, definitely this kind of development.

However........

While driving, Duanmu Huai also glanced at Kaishin Shajuye, who was sitting in the back seat.

What's the point of giving a sister in such a plot? From the looks of her, she doesn't seem to possess any special abilities, although she does have excellent grades and is very smart, but so what? She can't do any heavy work, and I'll have to take care of her.

And dealing with these kinds of enemies, often being too smart and sharp can be a problem.

Just like Magnus, if you're not smart enough to notice, fine, but if you're too smart and make an inspiration check, and the check passes, that's really a killer.

Someone like Kiriman who says, "What is this? I don't know," is actually safer.

So, in Duanmu Huai's view, this little sister Shajuye is likely just a burden placed by the system to slow him down. After all, if he was working alone, wouldn't the sky be the limit and the sea wide to leap? No Evil God could possibly outmatch him.

But having someone around to increase the difficulty... well, it's a bit troublesome.

Damn, no wonder the system was so quick to agree to my requests earlier, they were setting me up. Do they really think I can't handle them? Heh, this darn system is always causing trouble, but... there's still a way to deal with it.

Duanmu Huai subconsciously opened the system again and started clicking on the complaints button—predictably to no avail.

But that doesn't mean Duanmu Huai couldn't keep clicking it, I'll keep doing it for my amusement, maybe someday it will work, if not, I at least want the system to understand my dissatisfaction, knowing that I want to lodge a complaint will perhaps make it behave...

The only reason Duanmu Huai didn't outright curse the system was because Shajuye is at least a pretty girl and doesn't seem to be the trouble-making type. Of course, this might also relate to Duanmu Huai having seen too many pretty girls and developing some immunity, considering the beauties around him like Ann, Greiya, Lorena, Mary have left him numb. So much so that he doesn't even find ordinary women unattractive, or rather he's rarely moved even by beauties.

Hmm... how to put it, Duanmu Huai now finally understands why many handsome protagonists in novels or animations would fall for plain-looking heroines just because of their interesting personalities. When you get numb to good looks after seeing them often, appearance loses its appeal for a man, and personality becomes more important.

So, Duanmu Huai isn't particularly bothered by beautiful women now, given that at home he has the lively and mischievous, gentle and elegant, obediently cute, and exercise-enthusiastic types...

Forget it, thinking about this now doesn't help.

With this thought, Duanmu Huai resumed his focus on the road ahead once again.

In any case, let's first see what kind of enemy I'm about to face.

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