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

"Bang!"

My mother's face was severely injured, her neck and neck were broken due to the huge force, and her face fell back.

Blood spilled all over the ground, as if there was no sound.

But her skin was squirming rapidly, and countless strips of scarlet flesh broke through the constraints of the body surface, baring their teeth and claws at Huang Ye, releasing a violent aura.

"You guys are already dead, can't you just calm down a little bit?"

Huang Ye's eyes were full of disappointment and his tone was low.

In this world, there are gods.

If you want to achieve transcendence, you need to offer faith.

Become a firm believer.

Each god's cultivation path is different. From a human perspective, there are good and evil.

There is no doubt that Huang Ye's family has all gone astray.

As if feeling his son's anger,

Mom was full of panic:

"Mom doesn't dare anymore..."

"No more, I don't eat meat anymore..."

"Don't be angry..."

She kept crying, and the vision in her body suddenly subsided.

He pulled out the flesh and blood from his stomach and pushed the bed out with his hands and feet.

It seems that he is using his actions to show his determination to completely cut off his flesh and blood.

Huang Ye looked at his mother's pitiful appearance and couldn't bear it: "I am an outstanding class cadre, don't make it difficult for me."

Mom covered her broken and ashamed face and nodded hurriedly: "Mom knows."

"Mom was wrong. I never dare to do it again."

Huang Ye sighed slightly.

Containing the irritability in his heart: "Calm down, I will call you to eat later."

He put the bones and flesh into the quilt and packed them away.

Then, carrying a bucket and mop, he went into the room to clean.

After mopping, the bedroom floor was still clean, but the strong smell of blood lingered on.

"After the college entrance examination, it's time to change rooms."

Huang Ye was quite yearning, but there was a little helplessness hidden in his heart.

The place where he went to school was a city ruled by orthodox gods, called Contract City.

As the name suggests, it is a city that believes in the gods [contract].

Every student must undergo an awakening ceremony.

If you fail to awaken, you won’t even be qualified to go to college.

Resource management is extremely strict.

Huang Ye also had to make plans for the future.

"As a heretic, I am too cautious when living in an orthodox city."

"After graduating from high school, go back to your hometown."

The residents of Contract City all have decent beliefs.

Huang Ye naturally wanted to follow the local customs and pretend to believe in the contract.

But if I really compare it, my hometown is still suitable for the development of a cultist like myself.

His hometown is in an area of ​​extreme chaos.

It's full of violence, crime, escaped supernatural beings, etc. It's a mixed bag.

A petty theft like the one I encountered tonight is considered refreshing and refined.

And their endings are commonplace.

Huang Ye's hometown is called a "riot ruin" by many cities. The characteristic of this type of area is that it has no walls and may be devoured by monsters at any time.

It's like a primeval forest, full of weak and strong predators.

Infrastructure construction and survival supplies can only be maintained with the assistance of major forces.

"Believers who believe in [contract] are called contract masters."

"You can summon pets to fight."

"And the undead souls in the world, namely my mother and sister, are controlled by the [Weird] God."

"But both of them are inherently fragile."

Huang Ye put down the mop.

Come to the kitchen and start making dinner.

Chop up the cabbage and apples you bought and put them on the same plate. Huang Ye squeezed the tomato sauce and yogurt sauce with an unclear production date on them.

After a brief stir, he reminded loudly and contentedly: "Mom, sister, it's time to eat."

"Eating meat is not healthy and can lead to alcoholism and madness."

"I made your favorite fruit and vegetable salad."

My sister hid in the room, hesitating.

Finally, he walked out of the room with a depressed head and timidly responded: "...Thank you, brother."

But Huang Ye didn't sit down at the dinner table. Instead, he found a change of clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Huang Ruoying asked in astonishment: "You...don't you want to eat?"

Huang Ye closed the bathroom door with a bang: "I ate roast chicken on the way, so I won't eat with you."

In the bathroom, the half-length mirror was moldy and cracked.

The blur reflected Huang Ye's slightly indifferent expression.

He took off his clothes neatly.

His hands were covered with dried blood marks.

"When it gets cold, it all tastes bad."

"What's so delicious about this?"

Huang Ye subconsciously put his thumb in his mouth and sucked it, commenting with disgust.

Then, he turned on the shower.

…

Two days later.

Huang Ye opened the door.

Let the morning sun shine into the cold living room.

"Son, are you leaving now?"

"You have to be careful not to fight with your classmates on the way."

"Perform well in the college entrance examination."

"Mom is useless. She can't control her money. It was all lost by Huang Ruoyuan in his early years."

"If we meet him, let's hang him as a family, okay?"

The beautiful mother looked sad.

There is also deep violence hidden in the scarlet eyes.

Apparently he ate a lot of meat and became insane.

Huang Ye has long been used to it, but he still feels impatient with her nagging.

"I know, I know."

My sister stood aside obediently, picking at her nails nervously, silent.

When Huang Ye was about to leave, he couldn't help but grab Huang Ye's bag and cautiously said: "...Goodbye, brother."

"Look at mom, don't indulge her anymore."

Huang Ye warned solemnly.

Hearing her brother's dissatisfaction, she lowered her head in grievance: "...Okay."

Huang Ye nodded, and then turned away tiredly.

His family was unfortunate. Under the influence of his father, he believed in evil gods.

It led to the destruction of the family.

But with his own efforts, at least it was clean and warm.

...

The ruins of the rioters.

There is an old subway station leading to the contract city a hundred kilometers away.

Every city of faith will expand its influence to slums in various places, so as to continuously absorb new believers.

Huang Ye had the opportunity to study normally under this policy.

"Believe in the contract and you can get eternal life!"

"Become a professional summoner, you can control beasts and ghosts, it's so powerful!"

"As long as you become a citizen of the contract city, it is not a dream to rise to prominence!"

At the subway entrance, more than a dozen clergymen were working hard to promote it.

There was also a small love shed next to it, which attracted many homeless people who were just waiting to die.

"Uncle, can I have food if I believe in the God of Contract?"

A child covered in mud summoned up the courage and asked timidly.

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not, just remember the good of the contract."

The uncle who distributed porridge looked numb, as if he was used to such scenes.

He handed over the porridge and bread lukewarmly, and drove them away like flies.

"Thank you, uncle!"

The child excitedly held the cold porridge and drank it with satisfaction with the bread.

Huang Ye retracted his dull eyes and walked to the security check area on the first floor underground.

He was soon stopped by the security personnel.

"This is my student ID."

Huang Ye was used to it.

The man simply checked it and nodded calmly.

"The information is correct."

"You can recite the doctrine of the contract."

Each god has a doctrine for believers to pray.

You can prove the purity of your faith.

In this world, reciting the faith of foreign gods is a terrible torture.

At the least, it will lead to dementia, and at the worst, it will lead to death.

Not everyone can afford the cost of being watched by two gods at the same time.

Therefore, reciting the doctrine is more effective than any instrument.

It is also an excellent means to test the enemy and ourselves, and can accurately screen the people of the evil god.

Of course, if it is a city with friendly relations, you can also recite the doctrine of the local gods.

"I, Huang Ye, believe in the God of Contract..."

Huang Ye was not surprised, and clasped his hands in front of his mouth and nose:

"Please cast your great gaze and give you eternal blessings for your faithful believers..."

"I will live forever and praise your honorable name... The contract is eternal."

"The contract is eternal." The security inspector replied, still flipping the student ID card casually.

Huang Ye looked up in confusion.

But he saw the other party staring at him, with a playful smile on his lips:

"It's well recited, but it lacks some emotion and the attitude is not sincere enough."

He patted the student ID card and returned it to Huang Ye.

"Do you have a grudge against that student?" Seeing Huang Ye leave, another contract master couldn't help asking.

"No." The security officer looked relaxed.

"But why do I feel that you don't like him a little?"

"He has an unsteady belief in God, why should I like him." The security officer retracted his gaze from Huang Ye, smiled, and patted his teammate's shoulder, "You stay here first, I'll go to the bathroom."

The smell in the toilet was strong and pungent.

The security officer stood on the platform, facing the long cement urinal, and absent-mindedly untied his belt.

"That kid is really disrespectful." Pan Sen laughed dumbly.

He has a contracted beast that can hear the voices of humans. This unique talent, naturally, cannot be told to others.

The contracted beast told himself that when the student was reciting the doctrine, he was disdainful of the contract master in his heart, thinking that he was too fragile.

He even thought that it was worse than [weird]... Listening to the story, Pan Sen just felt interesting.

"That student is a superhuman."

Hearing this, the security officer looked blank: "What did you say?"

"He has superhuman vibrations." The contracted beast replied.

Pan Sen's face changed, and he pulled up his zipper in surprise: "Hidden so deep?"

...

"Bang bang bang--"

Huang Ye walked into the carriage full of wet and moldy smell, found an empty seat and sat down.

Not long after.

The steel behemoth rolled on the track and drove away with a clang.

Huang Ye flipped through the wrinkled student ID card, his eyes were indifferent, and his expression was normal.