I seem to be an evil god

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Everyone looked at each other. Professionals were not a safe profession. Evil gods, demons, and extraterrestrial creatures, all of which were terrifying beings with black names, favored professionals the most.

Whether it is physical, spiritual or religious, the quality of professionals is much higher than that of civilians, and most professions involve more or less indescribable fields. In some aspects, it is even easier than bewitching civilians.

Now Liu Dao has come up with a potion that can improve his strength and has no side effects. It is no different from the evil god!

For example, if you sign a contract with a demon and are willing to give your soul and body after death, you can immediately exchange it for a three-piece demon gift pack.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Liu Dao was secretly anxious.

He was still too impatient. No matter what, the people here were all experienced professionals, so vigilance was essential.

However, although Liu Dao was anxious in his heart, he still looked anxious and righteous on the surface.

Just when he was about to continue saying something, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Seeing that no one in the room was moving, Liu Dao controlled his body and squeezed out a few drops of sweat on his forehead. As time passed, the anxious look on his face became more and more obvious.

After noticing Liu Dao's expression, everyone in the audience felt a little more trusting.

Everyone has more or less experienced the evil gods' promotions several times. I don't know how many well-disguised cultists I have seen. Generally, in such a scene, more than 80% of the ill-intentioned people will pretend to be calm to prevent the situation from getting out of control.

As for the remaining 20%, 10% will choose to explode, and only 10% will show a look of fear. Those are the lowest level rookies.

As for Liu Dao being a rookie? How is that possible? Who has ever seen a rookie make a big hole with one punch?

As the saying goes, Liu Dao's panic became proof that he was a good person.

Of course, simple panic is not enough.

Liu Dao knew it in his heart, and he immediately dropped a bombshell.

"Several members of the society, now that things have happened, I have nothing to hide."

Liu Dao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "You may not know much about me before. When I met with Vice President Torre last night, I put on a strict disguise. I actually don't want to be famous."

Everyone in the field looked at each other and looked at Liu Dao with strange eyes.

Don't want to be famous?

Not wanting to be famous, he directly challenged the president within 10 minutes of joining the company! When you became president, you directly announced that you would turn the Wudou Club into the number one club. Do you have any misunderstandings about the word "obscurity"?

Liu Dao wiped his cold sweat again, and his lower back was slightly bent by 15 degrees, making him look a little rickety.

"All of this changed yesterday."

Liu Dao sighed, "Yesterday...I accidentally injured classmate Fiona."

Having said that, Liu Dao sat down dejectedly. There was no need for any further explanation. The last Green incident had only been a year ago, and most of the people present had heard of it.

Next, things get a little interesting.

At the beginning, Liu Dao loudly preached the spirit of struggle, blood and justice, but everyone was quite suspicious of the medicine he gave.

But now, Liu Dao said that he was helpless and that these potions were used to win people's hearts, but everyone believed him.

All of this is actually both funny and sad. Did no one really think that this might be Liu Dao's plan?

No!

But why didn't anyone speak out against it?

Just because greed has blinded their eyes and interests come first, as long as there is such a decent reason, some people will take risks.

One of the main representatives is Vice President Anthony.

At this moment, Anthony stared at the potion bottle close at hand, with heaven and man at war in his heart.

Why did Torre have so much trouble recovering the potion? The reason is simple, Anthony intervened.

Who wouldn’t want a potion that could evolve bloodlines?

It was two o'clock in the night when Anthony knew the news, and Torre took back the potion around 8:30 in the morning. Starting from 5:30 in the morning, Anthony had methodically contacted these dozen members and promised benefits.

Now facing Liu Dao's sugar-coated bullets, Anthony compromised.

‘With so many people present, he certainly wouldn’t dare to fool them with fake potions. ’

‘He also wants to use the power of the Martial Arts Society to solve his troubles. These potions are just gifts. ’

‘How could the opponent be such a sneaky cultist if he is so powerful? Besides, with this strength, there is no problem in forcing us to drink it. ’

One reason after another flashed through Anthony's mind. He selectively ignored the doubtful ones and believed in the ones that looked good.

Pa, gu dong

Putting down the clean alchemy bottle, many club members looked over cautiously.

Anthony calmed down and waited for the changes in his body.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The heat or severe pain that Anthony expected did not appear. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth for more than ten minutes, but there was no reaction.

If it weren't for the bitter taste of the medicine and the slightly bulging muscles still remaining in his mouth, he would have suspected that he had drank nothing.

"Well, it looks like I'm out of luck."

Liu Dao sighed, but actually he broke into a cold sweat.

Anthony, unlike the others.

At the epic level, Liu Dao has made great progress in controlling his own blood. At least when he is sitting face to face with Anthony, he can control the 'Mysterious Sea Blood' from taking effect.

The reason for this is simple, because Anthony has no special bloodline in his body and is a 100% pure-blood human.

There's only one way pure-blooded humans can transform, and that's into a somewhat ugly, scaly sea devil.

If the blood was not controlled to turn Anthony into a 'deep diver', Liu Dao estimated that these people would tear him alive.

Bloodline is a power independent of profession. In addition to professions that specialize in tapping bloodline, other professionals can also tap bloodline to make themselves stronger.

Generally speaking, professionals with bloodline are definitely stronger than those without bloodline. In the martial arts club where strength is everything, Liu Dao thought that the team leaders he was working on were all with bloodline, so he felt relieved. The introduction of potions.

But he didn't expect that Anthony was actually a pure swordsman elite. He could occupy the position of vice president only because of his strong swordsmanship. Unlike other team leaders, he also had a profession. The bonus caused by the bloodline strength.

Fortunately, everything is still within control.

Liu Dao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said anxiously: "Although I have improved the efficacy of the potion, the chance of evolving a bloodline is not very good. Please believe me, as long as you drink a few more bottles, you can definitely evolve a bloodline!"

The more impatient Liu Dao became, the more relieved everyone became. Several of the captains even stood up to comfort him. Anthony even annoyedly talked about the problem of being a pure-blooded human being, asking Liu Dao not to lose confidence in the potion.

Inside the martial arts club, it was a happy time.