I'm almost reaching the maximum level of evil god, and you're advising me to change my job

Night falls.

The whole campus is brightly lit.

But Huang Ye sees that it is deserted and no one is around.

"Tomorrow we will check the examination room, and the day after tomorrow we will officially take the college entrance examination."

"The first and second grade students have a holiday in the afternoon."

Chen Zhiqing closed the door of the office and explained happily.

Huang Ye understood.

Tomorrow we will check the examination room.

Now only the third grade students are left on campus.

The other classes have been closed.

"Do you know why I am happy?"

Chen Zhiqing stood on the fourth floor, enjoying the evening breeze and looking at the campus.

"I don't know."

Huang Ye stood behind him and answered truthfully.

"Because you chose the university in Shibacheng."

The more Principal Chen looked at this student, the more satisfied he was.

He has plenty of patience.

"The principal of No. 123 Middle School is considered top-notch."

"They all hold positions in universities and have heavy responsibilities on their shoulders."

He smiled freely and patted Huang Ye on the shoulder:

"If you have decided on your first beast pet, you can contact me."

"Since you have decided on a local university, a mobile phone will naturally be provided to you."

"Although feature phones are not high-tech enough, they are at least durable."

After hesitating, he reminded:

"Don't perform random summons when we are here, it's not safe enough."

"Also, it's best not to control ghosts."

After saying that, he went downstairs.

Huang Ye was stunned for a moment, then followed him.

When he arrived in front of the dormitory building, he said goodbye to the principal.

The lights in the cafeteria were still on, and only two windows were left to provide meals.

Huang Ye quickly filled his stomach and returned to the dormitory.

"Drink!"

"I'll treat you, don't keep your hands idle!"

"Tomorrow we'll see the exam room, I'll treat you to a good meal!"

"Don't drink if you're awakened, you still have to take the college entrance exam, don't make any mistakes in your cultural scores!"

In the dormitory, there was a lot of noise and joy.

A cool mat was spread on the ground, and seven people in the dormitory sat around a pile of drinks and snacks.

Old Li played the dynamic music on his feature phone and raised his glass to invite others to drink.

"Since you know, drink less."

Someone advised.

"Well, although I didn't awaken, I can graduate from high school."

"At most, I can find a class to attend."

Old Li said with a red face and a smile.

When Huang Ye approached the dormitory door, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Under his feet were discarded aluminum beer cans.

Looking with a frown, there were many leftover snack bags under the bed.

"Oh, our psychology committee is back!"

"I heard that you were received by the principal!"

"You will be a big celebrity in the future!"

Old Li laughed wildly.

His words made other students look at each other in surprise, feeling a little unnatural.

"Why are you still standing there? Come and drink!"

"Are you not giving me face?"

Old Li picked up a bottle of wine and threw it over.

Seeing Huang Ye catch it, his vanity swelled.

Then, he grinned and drank the aluminum can of wine in one gulp.

His eyes were confused: "To be honest..."

"Huang Ye, I'm so jealous of you."

"Everyone likes you and is willing to play with you."

"There are many girls who have a crush on you, do you know?"

"Now you have awakened, the belief in gold quality, compared to you, I seem like a piece of trash."

"I really want to change the script with you, psychology committee."

The classmates suddenly fell silent when they heard this.

They stared at each other.

They sensed the change in the atmosphere.

Huang Ye put the wine can on the table and said calmly: "You've drunk too much."

Li Tianqi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then showed a bleak smile.

He turned off the music on his mobile phone, opened the new wine, and muttered: "Yes, I'm drunk."

"Sorry, Huang Ye, I'll punish myself with a can..."

Huang Ye looked at him and drank it with his head tilted back, and the wine flowed from the corner of his mouth.

There was nothing to say.

I've advised him, this is the path he chose.

Huang Ye didn't want to pay attention, took a shower, and sorted out the night talk with the principal.

He wiped his wet hair with a dry towel, but saw his roommates cleaning the dormitory.

He just nodded without making any statement.

Lying back on the bed, Huang Ye covered himself with a thin sheet to cover his belly button. He stared at the calendar hanging on the wall in a daze, slightly absent-minded.

Yes, no miracle happened, and nine people in the class failed to wake up.

The temple was also closed by the school in the afternoon, cutting off everyone's thoughts.

This night, the life line between ordinary people and extraordinary people was officially drawn, and the two were destined to go their separate ways.

Hiss——

Huang Ye didn't think much.

He just exhaled lightly and calmly tore off today's calendar. The next page was revealed, with the words written by hand: "College Entrance Examination Day."

The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and there was no conversation all night.

The classmates lay in bed, and in the afterglow of the street lights in the campus, they carefully looked at Huang Ye on the lower bunk.

When their eyes met, they all saw the confusion and loss on each other's faces.

It can be vaguely perceived that the road Huang Ye is going to take is very difficult.

The belief in Jinpin is not the same as them.

...

"This is Principal Chen, let me pass it to you."

The next day.

The head teacher found Huang Ye.

He handed the two items to the other party solemnly.

Huang Ye took it and saw that one was the admission letter of the local university.

The other one was the feature phone promised by the principal.

The appearance is exquisite and the feel is comfortable.

"Thank you for your hard work, teacher."

Huang Ye turned on the machine curiously.

I found that a series of numbers had already been saved in the contacts.

Note: Chen Zhiqing.

"Don't you plan to add a teacher?"

The head teacher also took out a functional phone with an expectant look on his face.

"My pleasure."

Huang Ye finished adding the head teacher's number.

Type a note: Liu Feng, the high school teacher.

Liu Feng looked at Huang Ye and sighed slightly: "Are you going back now?"

"Continuing to stay in the dormitory may affect the students' mood in preparing for the exam."

"Also, those who are admitted are advised to leave early."

"Then I'll go back first."

"Okay, remember to come to the graduation dinner."

After bidding farewell to the head teacher, Huang Ye came to the school gate.

When he got to the bus that made him look ugly.

"Young man, do you want to take a car?"

The driver asked with a grin.

When Huang Ye got into the car with a calm expression, he stepped on the accelerator with a smile.

In the busy traffic, the car body swayed, showing off the driving skills.

Finally, I braked hard and stopped at the entrance of the Chengnan subway station.

"Chenghui, 30 yuan."

Huang Ye handed over the money and watched the vehicle go away with a gloomy expression.

But the wanton ridicule coming from the carriage made Huang Ye's veins jump.

Dissatisfied, he took off his mask, stuffed it into his pocket, and silently recorded the license plate number in the memo on his phone.

Then he turned around and got on the subway, taking out the admission letter and mobile phone in his messenger bag.

At this time, a slight smile of relief appeared on his face.

Going home this time can be regarded as a homecoming.

He was looking forward to it and saw the excitement on his family's faces.

"The bonus will come soon."

"I can also buy some fresh vegetables and fruits for my mother and sister."

"As for the house..."

"No need to buy the ruins of the rioters."

Huang Ye closed his eyes happily and rested.

The rail car clanged out, and two hours later, it stopped at the dilapidated and old terminal.

Although there are people cleaning here frequently, the floor is still wet and shiny, and there is a rancid smell from the kitchen waste ditch.

The security check when getting off the bus is very simple, you can leave the station with your ticket.

Unlike pit stops, the review is strict.

"The level has improved."

After walking out of the security checkpoint, Huang Ye keenly sensed that the security personnel here were several levels higher.

Far higher than the last time I stopped.

Everyone looked serious, and the passengers entering the station were strictly checked.

And their levels are all between 30 and 50.

Huang Ye frowned: "Is it the influence of the Pan Sen incident?"

"This level of security should not appear in the ruins of chaos."

“Even mid- to high-end residential areas cannot afford such tight security.”

"Not to mention, this is a ruins of chaos..."

The next second, Huang Ye realized something.

My heart sank, and I suppressed all my thoughts like a stress.

I walked out of the subway station in silence, but I also kept an eye on it.

Outside the station, the sky was dark and cloudy.

It seems like it's going to rain.

Huang Ye withdrew his gaze and cast it at the love shed aside.

There they have been giving out porridge for ten years to promote the reputation of the God of Contract.

The clergy held propaganda posters and issued orders in a harassing manner.

Huang Ye looked at the familiar scene and headed towards a fruit stall.

"How to sell watermelons?"

Standing in front of the fruit stall, Huang Ye asked.

"25 yuan a pound."

Tan Zhenzhen lay motionless on the rocking chair, his tone cold.

"I'll buy one."

After Huang Ye hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said.

"Pick it yourself and weigh it yourself."

Huang Ye was not surprised when he heard this.

In the ruins of chaos, fruits are a luxury.

Without connections and strength, it is difficult to purchase and sell goods.

Otherwise, it would have been hacked long ago.

He once wanted to do this business, but his status as a student in Contract City made many things inconvenient for him. But it can also make him live a peaceful and happy life.

He was quite satisfied.

At least it's better than carrying the name of a follower of the evil god and acting like a rat crossing the street.

Just thinking about being an enemy of the extraordinary gods can make you feel physically and mentally exhausted and realize your own weakness.

Life is really good now...

Huang Ye picked up the watermelon, patted it, and finally chose the round one.

In the end, he was asked to pay 135 yuan, so he wondered if it was a 50-yang claim, but he still pretended not to notice and didn't intend to cause any trouble.

As long as you remember the other party, there are always plenty of opportunities to make up for losses.

After paying the money, Huang Ye was sulking and returned to his hometown carrying the watermelon.

The characteristic of the ruins of the rioters is that they have no city walls, so it can be said that they have no boundaries with danger. The closer you live to the edge, the more likely you are to be attacked by monsters and strange things in the dark.

Those who are able can either move to the center or live in a city blessed by orthodox gods.

Most of those who are willing to stay in the ruins of the chaos have criminal records or are fugitives. Otherwise, we will not be willing to live in chaos and unrest.

The position of Huang Ye's family is neither good nor bad.

Located in the central area, although the community is dilapidated, it retains memories of Huang Ye's childhood.

The family is warm and the neighborhood is harmonious.

But a few years ago, everything was gone.

My mother and sister became [Weird] believers, and their bodies were completely destroyed, leaving only their souls.

There was no longer a living person in the community.

I feel better, at least superficially healthy.

"Those who are bewitched by evil gods seem to have the only path to disaster."

"Although I'm not a good person, at least I'm a normal person."

Return to the low, uninhabited neighborhood.

Huang Ye sighed slightly and stepped into the corridor with extremely poor lighting.

But just as he reached the third floor, a pungent smell of blood came from the half-open iron door.

Huang Ye paused while taking out the key.

He clearly remembered that he had mopped and cleaned the house last time he went out.

It was impossible for such a clear smell of corpses to remain.

Huang Ye's heart trembled, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He quickened his pace and pulled open the half-closed iron door.

After turning on the light, he saw that the few furnitures were overturned and the wall paint was peeling.

A swollen corpse was lying on the ground.

Blood was splattered everywhere.

Bang——

Huang Ye straightened the collapsed wooden table, and his eyes became deep.

He put the fresh watermelon on it, and then walked towards his mother and sister's room with a cold face.

But he saw that the wooden door was broken.

There were more than a dozen corpses piled up inside, and dried blood stains were all over the dressing table.

"Not here."

Huang Ye had a blank expression on his face,

and straightened a corpse facing the ground on the ground.

What he saw was a strange face.

According to the degree of blood coagulation and the natural changes of the corpse.

Huang Ye estimated that these people died no more than a week ago.

And they are all extraordinary people.

"It can be ruled out that they are not contract masters."

Through the collection of various clues, Huang Ye returned to the living room with a cold face.

The remaining power here includes destruction, weirdness, and even other ways. Without exception, they are all evil gods.

"From various traces, they have not completely disappeared."

"So this is not a vendetta, but control."

"Mom is level 30, sister is level 35, it is a strong force."

Huang Ye's face was solemn.

But this group of extraordinary people was willing to take them away at a high price. Whether there is any plan, I don't know.

"If you want them to help, you must control them first."

"In addition to force, it is to feed human flesh."

Only in this way can the self-will that persists can be destroyed and reduced to a walking corpse.

Forgetting memories can achieve new weirdness.

"They were taken away for at least five days..."

Huang Ye's face was gloomy, and he did not hope for his mother's self-control.

But that sister...

Thinking like this, Huang Ye was upset.

After closing the iron door, he went to the utility room and took out an axe.

The next second, the whole empty community was filled with the dull sound of cutting meat and splitting bones.

The swollen corpse burst, splashing blood with a foul smell.

Huang Ye didn't care.

After being discouraged for an hour, his whole body was sticky.

"My consciousness space can take out items."

"Can I put them in?"

Huang Ye clenched the axe, panting, and also had such doubts.

Without hesitation, he reached out to grab the rotten meat.

The next second, the body disappeared in front of his eyes and appeared in the cemetery in the wasteland.

"Okay."

Huang Ye was not happy when he found this situation.

But silently, he grabbed all the chopped pieces of meat into his consciousness space.

Looking at the second tomb, the myrtle with bright red petals, under the root system, was also pressed a rotten and faded black mourning dress.

Huang Ye tried to fill all the minced meat into the black coffin.

As the blood seeped in, Huang Ye vaguely saw the myrtle branches swaying.

The petals seemed to be more charming.

Huang Ye stood in the living room, opened his cold eyes, and his consciousness immediately withdrew from the space.

Looking at the noisy hall, the discomfort came again, making him feel annoyed.

Bringing a mop and a bucket, this cleaning took another two hours, and night fell.

"Eat."

Huang Ye's expression was numb, and he pulled a relatively intact plastic red stool.

Sitting at the wooden table with blood all over his body, he used a fruit knife to cut the watermelon in half.

"Leave half for them."

Huang Ye ate voraciously, and ate half of it alone, feeling only half full.

He sealed the remaining half with plastic wrap.

Originally wanted to put it in the overturned and long-powered refrigerator, but saw that the egg liquid was broken and smelled.

"Let's clean up when we get back."

Huang Ye retracted his gaze and put the remaining half of the watermelon back on the wooden table.

After taking a shower.

He returned to his messy room and changed into a hooded sweatshirt.

He calmly put on a mask, a cap, and rubber gloves.

He grabbed a handful of thumbtacks and stuffed them into the long pockets of his sweatshirt.

"If my mother and sister were reduced to ashes..."

Huang Ye stood in the corridor outside the iron gate. Looking at the lavender moonlight above his head: "For the advancement ceremony, let's choose this place."

Then, he lowered the brim of his hat without any psychological burden.

He locked the door and turned into the darkness.

The subtle sound of metal friction could be faintly heard, crisp and dangerous.