Demon Evolution System

Chapter 12

The ruckus ws already begun to draw attention. Around them, conversations faltered acrissed the room and more heads turned towards their direction.

Everyone knew what this scene meant.

Zack clicked his tongue. “Unbelievable. This trash is ignoring us.”

Beside him stood Noah, sharp-eyed and cruel, and Jordan, whose fists did most of his thinking

“Hey. Scholarship boy. You forgot your place?” Noah leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. “You really think you can eat before we do?”

Miles swallowed, wiped his mouth, and calmly took another bite.

The murmurs started.

The surrounding tables began to quiet. Students slowed their movements, pretending not to stare while doing exactly that.

“You know the deal,” Noah said coldly. “Your job is to bring us our lunch. Every day. Do you realize how long we have been waiting for you to do that.”

Miles ignored him.

Finally, Noah’s patience snapped.

He slammed his palm onto the table. “Are you ignoring us on purpose?” The sound cracked through the cafeteria like a gunshot.

Miles finally lifted his gaze. His eyes were calm but sharp. “I heard you,” he said evenly. “I just don’t have the interest to answer.”

Shock rippled outward. The words landed Miles uttered was like a slap.

Jordan blinked, completely taken back. “W-what did you say?”

Noah frowned. “Are you serious right now?”

Miles met their gazes calmly. His heartbeat didn’t spike nor did his demeanor change.

“I’m enjoying my meal. I’d prefer not to be interrupted.”

The cafeteria erupted into whispers and murmurs.

-“Did he just—”

-“He’s insane. Did he lose his mind?”

- “Zack’s going to kill him.. He’s dead.”

“-That idiot doesn’t know when to shut up.”

Zack stared at Miles like he was seeing him for the first time. disbelief flashing across his face before turning into anger.

“…You got a death wish?..You think this is funny?”

Miles shrugged slightly. “No.”

Jordan leaned forward, cracking his knuckles. “Then why are you smiling?”

Miles hadn’t realized he was. He shrugged slightly. “If you’re done talking, I’ll continue eating.”

Jordan scoffed. “Looks like you grew some guts.” He furiously growled and shoved the table.

The tray flipped violently. Food splattered across the floor.A collective gasp rippled through the cafeteria.

Miles stared at the mess.

Something inside him shifted.

Miles stood slowly.

Annoyance flickered across his face—but no fear.

“I was finished anyway,” he said quietly. “So if you’ll excuse me—”

He turned to leave.

Jordan grabbed him by the collar and slammed a punch into his face.

Miles hit the floor.

Gasps rippled through the room.

Laughter followed.

-“Here we go again.”

-“Took him long enough to get disciplined.”

-“Poor guy. Should’ve kept his mouth shut.”

-“That’s what happens when you cross the line ”

Jordan flexed his hand, grinning. “Finally come to your senses?” he said with a smug grin as looked at Miles laying on the floor.

He expected begging.

Apologies.

Submission.

[Ding:]

[ Mission Available: Prove your worth and show everyone that you are no longer a weakling defeating your three bullies - (0/3)]

Reward: 3 stats point

Penalty: All Stats decrease by 10

Miles lay still for a second before he slowly pushed himself up. He wiped a thin line of blood from his lip and looked at Jordan.

Then he smiled.

“…Yeah,” Miles said softly. “I have.” Then he laughed in amusement.

Jordan frowned. “What’s funny?”

“I finally understand,” Miles said.

Jordan snorted. “Understand what?”

Miles stood fully. His gaze sharpened—cold, mocking.

“I didn’t realize you were this weak,” he continued. “To think I ever lowered myself to serving trash like you.”

The insult hit harder than the punch and the cafeteria went dead silent.

Jordan’s face twisted with rage. “You—!”

He swung again.

Miles caught his fist easily and effortlessly.

The sound echoed like a thunderclap.

The cafeteria froze.

“…What?” Jordan’s eyes widened as he struggled—failed—to pull free.

Miles twisted his wrist and the sickening sound of bones breaking creaked.

Then Miles stepped in and drove a punch into Jordan’s ribs.

The impact lifted Jordan off his feet and flew backwards .He crashed into a table, gasping like a fish out of water.

There was another brief moment of silence.

Then chaos.

Zack shouted. “Get him!”

Noah rushed in first.

Miles sidestepped, hooked Noah’s arm, and slammed him face-first into the floor. Before Noah could recover, Miles brought his heel down onto his shoulder.

A sharp crack echoed.

Noah screamed.

Zack charged with a shout and Miles met him head on as he dodged all of Zack wild attacks.

He stepped forward. And with One strike. Miles sent Zack into the air but while Zack was still airborne, he grabbed his face and slammed his head into the ground.

Zack hit the ground and didn’t move.

[Ding]

[Mission Progress: (3/3) bullies defeated]

[Mission Complete: 3 stats point received]

The cafeteria erupted.

Students screamed. Chairs scraped back. Phones came out.

Miles stood over the three unconscious bodies, breathing steady.

He looked down at Zack.

“Get your own meals from now on,” he said in a calm, cold tone.

Then he turned and walked out.

This time— No one laughed.

No one tried to stop him.

No one followed.

And for the first time in his life—

Miles Reed wasn’t invisible.