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

"What bad luck!"

"I can finally come back."

"The disaster should be completely over, right?"

"I ran in such a hurry that I didn't even dare to take my luggage with me."

"Who isn't?"

"I really don't want to come to this broken contract city."

"Who knew that on a business trip, you could encounter such a terrible thing."

The conversation downstairs became increasingly clear.

Footsteps echoed.

It was obvious that these were residents, walking upstairs.

Han Shuang's face turned cold: "Kill?"

"Perhaps Myrtle needs flesh and blood."

Huang Ye: "..."

Looking at Han Shuangying's serious face.

Huang Ye also looked stunned.

Go crazy.

The aftermath of Contract City is beginning to settle, but it has not yet passed the limelight.

Just killing a few tenants, isn't this a shot in the arm?

"You cultists just don't have any brains."

Huang Ye was dissatisfied with the criticism.

Isn't this telling the Eighteen Cities that there are still cultists here?

Han Shuang looked stunned.

I really want to say, aren’t you also a cultist?

But she didn't dare: "Then... don't kill?"

"No killing."

Huang Ye replied.

Stand up from the iron frame bed.

"Okay." Han Shuang was slightly regretful.

Immediately, he saw Huang Ye tapping his shoulder.

The next moment, she returned to the conscious space again.

Trampling on the soft grass.

I can’t wait to rush to Myrtle and admire it quietly.

His eyes are full of love and expectation.

Completely ignoring the aunt next to me who was crying and complaining about her grievances.

"Only follow Boss Huang."

"My life is valuable."

Han Shuang subconsciously touched the healed palm.

There is a vague phantom pain.

But he was stupidly happy.

Not only did she make a contribution, she gained precious trust.

"This should be the most correct decision I have ever made in my life, right?"

The other party not only has talent comparable to Li Hongyi, but also possesses such a treasure.

He becomes the God of Destruction, very stable!

I, Han Shuang, have advanced to level 80, so I should be fine, right?

She squatted beside Myrtle in all her glory.

He held his face in his hands, his eyes filled with longing.

…

"Squeak——"

Huang Ye came to the window sill silently and gently pushed the window open.

The warm sunshine, accompanied by a pleasant breeze, blows in your face.

Very soft and comfortable.

It made him feel slightly better.

What happened last night seemed to be forgotten.

The probe looked out calmly.

There are vehicles approaching in the distance. They should be people who have fled the city and are returning one after another.

Now, only half a day has passed since hell advanced.

"The height is right."

Huang Ye lowered his head and looked down.

The height of the fourth floor was not dangerous to him.

But it can be used to test the gliding ability of gravity control.

He didn't forget.

The requirement for the next skill smelting is to reach 90% proficiency.

Today, he's only at 86%.

"It's not far either."

Licking his dry lips.

Huang Ye stepped on the window edge without hesitation and jumped.

The strong wind of free fall suddenly sounded in my ears.

While his face was solemn.

Gravity, like a magnetic field, immediately surrounded his body.

Immediately afterwards.

Gravity condenses on the limbs and bones.

It's like being plated with a layer of invisible armor.

It slowly penetrated into the skin and made him feel light.

At this moment, Huang Ye subconsciously thought that he had become a feather.

It paused briefly in mid-air and slowly hovered.

He's in the air!

But this effect did not make Huang Ye look happy.

Instead, his face flushed slightly.

Just staying in the air made his blood surge!

Like the resistance between sky and earth.

It fell hard on him.

Squeeze your whole body!

"call--"

Huang Ye's pent-up breath finally relaxed.

The body slid down slowly like a wingsuit.

Soon, after landing, he took two steps forward.

Take the stress off yourself.

“It’s the first time I’ve tried it, and it’s pretty smooth.”

Huang Ye evaluated himself objectively.

Then, just like an ordinary pedestrian.

Walking aimlessly in the increasingly noisy neighborhood.

But when he looks inside the sea of ​​consciousness.

But I saw a gratifying change on the first tombstone.

"Gravity Control: Proficiency 87%!"

Improved by 1 point!

The increase is small, but the results are gratifying!

Huang Ye was very satisfied.

Just practice more!

90 proficiency will only come earlier than the progress of level 65!

"Ding dong——!"

On the streets, the water has not yet dried up.

After the sheriff's overnight cleaning, the road was still clean.

Huang Ye hadn't taken a few steps yet.

Then I heard the beep of a mobile phone coming from my trouser pocket.

He was surprised.

Isn’t the mobile phone out of service due to arrears?

Did the operator send a message to remind you?

When he took out his phone and looked at it, he frowned slightly.

"Your mobile phone number has been recharged with 10,000 yuan."

"Please check carefully after restarting."

Looking at the text message.

Huang Ye silently turned on the computer and restarted.

Who is so generous and gives him so much money?

But he had a vague hunch.

There are three people in total who know his number.

Class teacher Liu Feng, roommate Li Tianqi, principal Chen Zhiqing.

Three people died and two died.

It was just one night.

He sighed slightly.

He looked at the restarted phone.

Many unread text messages and missed calls popped up immediately.

They were all from the principal Chen Zhiqing.

"Beep beep--"

Soon, the phone could finally be answered normally.

It was Chen Zhiqing's call.

Huang Ye took it and put it to his ear.

He could clearly hear the other end of the phone sighing with relief.

"My phone was turned off last night."

Huang Ye took the initiative to speak.

He didn't know the situation on the principal Chen's side.

He just heard the other party was slightly tired.

"I'm glad you're okay."

Chen Zhiqing exhaled heavily.

His heart finally relaxed.

There was a little fragility in that cold and stubborn voice.

"Where did you go last night?"

Hearing the question, Huang Ye was about to say the reason for the fabrication.

The other side immediately interrupted: "It doesn't matter."

"Where are you now?"

Huang Ye looked around and it was an unfamiliar area: "I'm wandering on the street."

The other side obviously choked.

But at least, he could let go of the ice in his heart in front of Huang Ye.

"I need you to come over."

Huang Ye nodded: "Okay, give me the address."

Chen Zhiqing was silent for a moment: "Martyrs Cemetery."

Hearing this, Huang Ye narrowed his eyes.

"Got it."

……