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

"I am here……"

Huang Ye received the call.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Chen Zhiqing:

"No matter where you are now, get back to school quickly!"

"It's dangerous out there!"

"You have to remember that what you shoulder is the rise and fall of the Eighteen Cities!"

I could hear Principal Chen’s worry.

Warmth flowed through Huang Ye's body and mind.

Looking at the heavily guarded Contract No. 3 Middle School under the gloomy sky.

With a helpless expression: "I was stopped at the school gate."

The principal was stunned and said in a shocked tone: "Why did they stop you!"

"I don't have an admission ticket."

"Then you..." You deserve it.

Principal Chen held it back, saying "Wait for me" and hung up the phone.

Dududu——

After seeing the hang up prompt, Huang Ye put the phone back into his pocket.

Looking at the nervous and expectant parents gathered at the school gate, I felt bored.

I found a milk tea shop and ordered a glass of iced lemonade.

After Huang Ye took a sip, he lay down.

The female store manager was frightened: "Classmate, please don't scare me. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?!"

Huang Ye lay on the table and waved his hand casually: "No, I just want to take a nap."

The female store manager patted her perky chest and said, "I thought you were poisoned after drinking my milk tea."

Huang Ye smiled and closed his eyes.

The next second, his consciousness appeared on the desolate grassland.

Surrounded by thick fog in the distance, graves can be vaguely seen.

Looking back, he saw two women nearby, with their backs to each other.

"Sister Han, right?"

Approaching Han Shuang, Huang Ye tilted his head slightly.

But he saw that the other person's eyes were filled with fear and malice, as if he was resenting Huang Ye for deceiving him.

"I can give you a chance to live."

"Only if you are willing to cooperate."

"And I can promise that I won't hand you over to Weirdness."

Huang Ye knew that she couldn't speak and was not in a hurry to get an answer.

She turned around and walked towards her mother, leaving Han Shuang some time to think.

"Mom, I'm here."

"The conditions here are not very good. I feel sorry for you."

Huang Ye apologized.

But there was only kindness and joy in my mother's eyes, without any complaints.

Being able to see her son at any time was what she had always dreamed of after her death.

"I can't entertain you here either."

"Just go to work first."

Huang Ye said goodbye with a smile.

Looking around, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, gradually decaying.

These are the cultists killed in the underground garage.

At this moment, you must also become the nourishment of Myrtle.

"In the space of consciousness, it seems to be morning all the time."

Huang Ye glanced at the sky.

The sky is bright and the morning fog is slightly cool.

He carried the body and placed it in the second grave that he dug with his own hands.

The myrtle swayed its branches without wind, as if expressing her expectation and joy.

The coffin was not big, and it could barely fit four corpses into it.

If he wanted to fill it all at once, Huang Ye would probably have to chop it all into meat paste.

But that was too time-consuming, so we could only offer it in batches.

"Is it starting to bear fruit?"

Huang Ye observed it closely and was delighted.

The bright red flowers of the myrtle were found to be withering.

It is producing green berries.

Myrtle fruit has three stages.

Cyan, red, and purple-black.

Only the purple and black ones are sweet and full, and have a strong feeling of satiety.

In the other two states, eating it will easily lead to constipation.

"but……"

"Is this considered cannibalism?"

Looking at the corpse in the coffin, Huang Ye frowned slightly.

It seems a little weird for him to eat the fruits when he feeds the plants with his flesh and blood.

"But at least there is one more process."

"The filtering is quite thorough."

"I just don't know if it has any special effects."

Huang Ye pursed his lips and looked back at Han Shuang, who was frozen.

When the time comes, she can be the first to try.

Huang Ye hates flesh and blood, and is a shadow of his family that he has seen eaten alive before.

They are also worried that they will lose themselves and become evil spirits.

He has never eaten human flesh, and will refrain from eating animal meat when his family is around.

Of course, cooked food has to be made.

He is prone to nausea even when he is seven years old.

“Let’s promote pollination first.”

Huang Ye sighed slightly.

He pulled out the shovel and pressed the head of the shovel against the slender branches of the myrtle.

Push slightly to shake it to help with pollination.

He was careful not to touch this evil plant with his hands.

I'm afraid I have to continue testing.

"I'm leaving."

"You can give me an answer next time I come over."

"Your usefulness is temporarily irreplaceable."

"But that's not the case. It has to be you."

After feeding Myrtle, Huang Ye estimated that it was almost time for Principal Chen Zhiqing to arrive.

He threw away the shovel and dusted off his hands.

Looking at Han Shuang, he said softly.

Han Shuang couldn't speak.

Her eyes were hard and angry.

But there is no longer any resentment and malice as before.

If you can live, being in jail is nothing. After becoming a cultist when you were young, you have been living in panic all year round and living an ignoble existence.

As long as you don't give yourself up to Weirdness, that's the best outcome for now.

Even though she was deceived once, she still refused to give up due to a turning point in her life.

Huang Ye nodded encouragingly.

I know Han Shuang should have thought it through.

He hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Are you hungry?"

"Blink if you're hungry."

Han Shuang was extremely wary of this sudden concern.

She was afraid that she would be fed the flesh and blood of the dead team members.

Her face showed a little panic.

But she could not avoid her physiological needs. She felt hungry and still blinked humiliatingly.

Huang Ye looked thoughtful.

Then he disappeared in front of Han Shuang.

His consciousness returned to his body, and Huang Ye's perspective also came to the milk tea shop outside the school gate.

He stretched and sat up straight.

He took a sip of cold lemon water to relieve the hot weather.

Outside the milk tea shop, students and parents came and went.

Waiting for the end of the subject.

Huang Ye's eyes were also empty in contemplation.

"Will you be hungry?"

Huang Ye has a deeper understanding of the consciousness space.

Since people will be hungry, it means that the space is not a dream-like existence.

It is a real small world.

"Since you are hungry, you will have the need to defecate."

"Mom is a ghost, and she doesn't have this physiological structure."

"Ordinary people can't do that."

Huang Ye retracted his gaze towards the street, pinched the plastic straw and shook it, stirring the perfumed lemon in the milk tea.

Sighed slightly.

If too many people were put in, he would become a full-time nanny.

Not only do he have to take care of his diet and daily life, but he also has to pay attention to diuresis and defecation.

It's okay for acquaintances, they won't run away.

People like Han Shuang who are obviously hostile still have to be watched.

Huang Ye was slightly distressed.

His control over the consciousness space is not perfect enough.

He can only move freely.

If he can unlock the permission to give others the action in the future.

That will be a perfect hiding place.

"For now."

"Not necessarily a bad thing."

"At least if you encounter someone who is difficult to deal with, you can pull him into the consciousness space and starve him to death."

"But it's not clear how many levels of extraordinary people can be pulled in."

Just as Huang Ye was thinking, dissatisfied voices came from outside the store.

"Good boy."

"I dare not stop for a moment, I came all the way to pick you up."

"I have searched everywhere at the school gate."

"So you are hiding here drinking milk tea."

Chen Zhiqing got out of the car and glared at Huang Ye angrily.

"Principal, you are here."

Huang Ye stood up to greet him and smiled: "Would you like a drink?"

He lay down as soon as he came here, and forgot to tell the principal.

It was indeed his fault.

Chen Zhiqing came to the counter: "Give me a glass of lemonade, too, with more ice."

Huang Ye took out 3 yuan of federal currency sensibly: "This one is on me."

Chen Zhiqing nodded with satisfaction, you are sensible.

My painstaking efforts are not in vain.

In order to remind you to come back, I was scolded by the city lord.

I also sought great benefits for you.

It is still a unique treatment among the eighteen cities.

But he didn't say it.

What is your status, and you still want to ask for credit from the younger generation? It seems so cheap.

Principal Chen squinted at Huang Ye, his eyes gradually becoming dissatisfied, but you really didn't ask?

Is this reasonable!

The two sat in the milk tea shop, each with their own thoughts, looking at each other in silence.

After the morning subject exam was over, they took a car together and entered the campus.

"During this period, you'd better not go anywhere."

"Just stay in school honestly."

"It's very dangerous outside now."

In the back seat, Chen Zhiqing spoke earnestly.

"Why?"

Huang Ye asked curiously.

But he also had the answer in his heart.

His letter should have been delivered to the top.

From morning to noon, this time is enough for the Security Court to confirm the strange believers hiding in the underground garage of the ruins of the rioters.

"Just listen to me."

Chen Zhiqing didn't say much, and he was worried.

Arriving at the dormitory area, Huang Ye waved goodbye and got off the car.

He also saw that many candidates filed out of the classrooms.

Some people were in high spirits and talked about the test questions with others.

Some people were dejected and blamed themselves.

Most of them were calm, relieved after having endured a battle.

"..."

"If I were a level 70 weirdo."

"I would choose to hold the advancement ceremony during the college entrance examination."

The weather was hot and the leaves were yellow.

Huang Ye was in the hot wind, but his body and mind were cold.

Afterwards, he returned to the dormitory in silence.