I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao turned around and saw that it was Detective Yu whose grammar was poisonous.

"Can you show me the list in your hand? When I went out to work yesterday, I accidentally lost this month's class schedule." Detective Yu said to Liu Dao with a smile.

Liu Dao turned around and saw that Detective Yu was wearing a large brown trench coat today. The hem was severely frayed and it looked like it had been worn for a long time.

Liu Dao handed the form in his hand to Detective Yu.

"You also have classes here?"

Detective Yu waved the cane in his hand: "Detective investigations also require force."

"Don't hunting dogs only need a nose?" Liu Dao joked maliciously to the detective.

"Eagles can see the traces of poisonous snakes in the forest." Detective Yu said, waving his cane. "But you also need claws to feed yourself!"

There was an explosion of "swish", and the cane that had been held by Detective Yu was thrust straight towards Liu Dao.

In Liu Dao's blink of an eye, the lion's head on the cane had stopped in front of the tip of his nose.

This lion is very vividly depicted, and the carvings are well-proportioned, and Liu Dao can still smell a faint fragrance.

Under the light of the rune lamp, the lion's head reflected a faint light.

"It's a good dish, very round." Liu Dao smiled on the surface.

"As expected of a summoner, he has a strong will." Detective Yu took back his cane, put the list back into Liu Dao's hand, and left slowly.

‘Getting close to a warrior is a big mistake. ’ Liu Dao strengthened his determination to learn weapons.

Liu Dao didn't react at all to Detective Yu's quick blow just now.

'An unprofessional detective could take me down quickly. The practice of close combat must be put on the agenda. ’

Liu Dao was thinking about exercise, carefully observed the list, and decided what he wanted to learn.

At this time, a magnetic voice came from Liu Dao's ear, and an iron glove was placed on Liu Dao's shoulder.

"Don't look at that guy's bad attitude, but his business ability is still very strong."

A young face fell into Liu Dao's eyes: oval face, thin lips, bright eyes, and a head of snow-white shawl long hair resting on this handsome face.

"Are you?" Liu Dao looked affectionate and confused on the surface, but he was thinking in his heart: 'If you have something to say, tell me quickly, or if you don't, hurry up and get out. I hate people who are handsomer than me. ’

"It seems that I misunderstood. Hello, I am Glow Jet." His expression was indifferent, but with a kind of pride from the aristocracy, as if everyone should know him when he said this name.

‘Who is this person? I have an impression of all the master-level and proficient-level professionals in the city. ’ Liu Dao thought to himself that as a cultist, this information is necessary.

‘Glow, bloodline boxing master Glow Burke. ’ Liu Dao thought.

‘I’ve admired you for a long time, but I didn’t expect to see you here. ’ Liu Dao didn’t want to make enemies rashly.

It's better not to conflict with this guy who looks like a brain-dead rich second generation guy.

"Ha!" Mr. Jack raised his head and smiled, shook his snow-white hair, and left with high spirits. Before leaving, he said to Liu Dao.

"Detective Yu is very capable and he is a friend worth making."

Haha, Liu Dao laughed twice, thinking in his heart: "Detective Yu is very capable, this is really not good news."

There was an explosion.

The instructor on the high platform stopped waving, and Liu Dao saw clearly that what was dancing in his hand was a tentacle, not a whip.

The end of this jet-black tentacle was wrapped around his wrist, and a red tumor bulged at the top. It seemed to be very powerful, and several broken wooden targets could also prove this fact.

He looked down at Liu Dao in the audience, the jealousy burning in his heart uncontrollably.

'This idiot has wasted such an important opportunity. I've been teaching here for so long and I haven't said a word to that adult. ’

‘Why does opportunity always favor such a fool? ’

He was angry in his heart but calm on the outside. He took a closer look at Liu Dao, suddenly thought of something, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

He waved the tentacle in his hand again and said to Liu Dao in the audience: "Why is Mr. Gaia leaving?"

Liu Dao was stunned. He didn't know why the weapons instructor suddenly called him?

‘There are so many of his students around, if I say that I don’t want to learn whips, but want to learn long swords~ It would be a nice scene to think about. ’

Liu Dao thought for a while and then said: "A friend just informed me that there is something going on in the guild."

"There's something going on in the guild, why didn't I know about it!" At this time, the instructor on the stage still looked puzzled.

"Hungry,,,that..."

Liu Dao was hesitating and speechless, ‘What’s going on with this man? If you have to tell me, it depends on your strength. Do I want to learn the long sword? ’

"That person just now seems to be a famous bloodline detective. Mr. Liu Dao, why did you..."

As he said this, the instructor's face suddenly darkened. With a sad look on his face, he danced the whip in his hand.

"You don't look down on our bloodline, do you? Don't a tentacle like me deserve to be called a long weapon?"

Liu Dao's expression was gloomy. As soon as the instructor on the stage said these words, several bloodline students in the audience looked at Liu Dao with unkind expressions.

‘This guy did it on purpose. ’ Liu Dao took a careful look at the middle-aged mentor and made sure that he had no conflict with him before.

The situation in front of him made him feel numb. Most of the students in the audience had been listening to the lecture for a long time.

Now this instructor is pretending to be pitiful on stage. No matter what Liu Dao says, no one else will listen.

The argument of discriminating against bloodline practices has been around for a long time. After all, these bloodline cultivators would even be called aliens before they cultivated their skills. Moreover, after cultivating the technique, there are rumors of bloodline awakeners losing control every year.

Although bloodline cultivators are the largest group of people in the world, this kind of discriminatory argument has always been popular.

Liu Dao's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "I want to learn the sword, and I respect every awakened person."

Liu Dao, who turned his back, looked angry.

‘A violent storm is coming. ’ The instructor on the stage and Liu Dao walking away were thinking at the same time.

‘Okay, don’t worry about Mr. Liu Dao who left suddenly. He may have something going on in the guild. ’ The martial arts instructor standing on the stage suddenly changed his tone and began to say nice things.

"I will teach you some key points in using the whip technique." The weapons instructor waved the tentacles in his hands and kept staring at the bloodline student.

Seeing the familiar angry looks in the students' eyes, the weapons instructor smiled softly.

His smile was very light, and the tentacles he waved in his hands were very fast, as if nothing had happened.

'The brain of the bloodline system is indeed not very good,' he thought as he glanced at the tentacles growing out of his wrists, 'Fortunately I am not. ’

Not to mention the weapons instructor who was still showing off his little conspiracy, Liu Dao walked in the corridor with an expressionless face.

‘This is definitely the first time I’ve met that mentor. What is his purpose in framing me like this? What will be the consequences if the bloodline system in the guild is hostile to me? ’ Liu Dao thought about the possibility.

Just when Liu Dao was thinking, an iron glove touched his forehead. Liu Dao's expression turned cold. He looked up and saw that it was the white-haired young man who was the descendant of the master-level strongman he had just met.

"Don't be biased because of your differences, don't ignore the choices of sentient beings, and don't forget the nobility of your spirit." The white-haired young man stared at Liu Dao intently.

Liu Dao, who was angry in his heart, did not speak. He opened the iron gloves on his head with a cold expression.

"Ding!" A deafening voice sounded in Liu Dao's mind, and the brain-dead system that had been freezing suddenly said a long paragraph:

‘Smelted system fragments have been detected, please host to immediately recover important system components.

Please host to recycle it immediately, love host to recycle it immediately...

The mechanical sound of the system roared back and forth in Liu Dao's mind.

‘Stop! Stupid system, stop it! ’ The buzzing sound made Liu Dao look irritable, and his expression immediately darkened.

Seeing his expression, the white-haired young man looked serious. He took a step back and held the long knife at his waist. The iron glove and the sword hilt made a cold clashing sound.

"No matter who you are, please remember today's warning: Detective Yu is my friend, Glow Jet, and he cannot be bullied by dissidents like you." The white hair on the young man's head jumped as he spoke. It's dancing, and it's hard to give people a serious feeling.

Liu Dao was still worried about the system sound in his mind, and had no intention of listening to Leng Touqing, who was dedicated to standing up for his friends.

Seeing Liu Dao's indifferent expression, the arrogant young nobleman became increasingly angry.

At this time, the training staff outside the corridor had noticed the movement here, and more than a dozen people were watching the two people who seemed to be quarreling.

The white-haired young man relaxed and took his hand away from the handle of the knife. He loudly said to the silent Liu Dao: "Dissident! Pay attention to your words and deeds."

At this time, the system panel in front of Liu Dao suddenly flashed, and 4 points of mental power were forcibly drawn out, and a system identification spell hit the white-haired young man.

Demonic Treasure: The Mountain Demon's Gloves.

Production materials: system fragments + junk materials.

Function: 1. Nothing that can be held in the world is weightless in your hands.

2 A weightless object can change its shape at will.

3 Everything you hold in your hands can transcend the ages.

The host is asked to hold the fragment for 30 minutes to recover. . .

The host is asked to hold the fragment for 30 minutes to recover. . .

Next, the system's mechanical sound keeps refreshing the screen.

‘System Fragment’, Liu Dao stared at the iron gloves on the white-haired young man’s hand, ‘Being able to use such a powerful item means his identity is by no means as simple as the descendant of a master-level expert. ’

Liu Dao was not shocked by this sudden news. Since coming to this world, he has seen too many shocking scenes, but Liu Dao knew in his heart: 'I want to order this glove. ’

After more than a minute, the system refresh sound finally stopped.

The white-haired young man had already left and was about to approach the entrance of the club. However, countless muscular men around Liu Dao had already surrounded him.

They skillfully surrounded Liu Dao in the middle without making any move. They just kept walking around his body, relying on their strong physical fitness to squeeze Liu Dao to stagger.

"Get out of the way! I have no intention of being your enemy." Liu Dao's voice was low.

The strong men around him all sneered and said nothing, always surrounding Liu Dao like sardines.

Liu Dao stared at the leaving figure of the white-haired young man with red eyes.

He stood there steadily, letting the strong men of blood around him push him back and forth.

‘The white-haired young man looks arrogant, he should be a noble; he is more tolerant towards those who have awakened the bloodline, and he is very protective of the bloodline people on the surface or sincerely’ Liu Dao thought.

'The most important news is that he has a good relationship with someone who I have regular contact with. ’

Liu Dao curled his lips and whispered softly: "A hunting has begun, and it will not end until death."