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

Leaving the base with carved beams and painted pillars.

Ye Weimin did not return to the clan ancestral hall.

Instead, he walked leisurely.

Waiting for some news.

Not long after, the phone rang.

He looked back vigilantly, but did not notice that anyone was paying attention to him.

Then he slowly answered the phone.

"Speak."

He only spoke briefly.

The other side immediately reported and started.

He said that he had witnessed the battle with his own eyes.

Huang Ye's combat power was extremely amazing. He fought one against three and quickly resolved the battle.

"I know."

Although Ye Weimin had already seen the result from Huang Ye's text message.

But getting confirmation from his hands still made him very solemn.

He was silent for a moment: "Have you found out where they rested?"

On the other end of the phone was one of the only two remaining supervisors.

More than 60 levels.

He nodded immediately and said, "We have found out."

"That young man is very perceptive. I never dared to get close to him."

"Should we spread out their whereabouts?"

Ye Weimin laughed hoarsely, "No need."

...

The sun was blazing in the sky.

A huge shadow covered the sky.

It forced a bus that was running on the ground to stop.

"Leader, the newcomers are not friendly!"

"Are we going to meet the enemy?"

The driver supervisor felt the huge extraordinary power.

He was sweating profusely.

He vaguely heard some wind sounds, but he never thought that this day would come so soon!

The other supervisors in the car also stood up suddenly.

He opened the window solemnly.

He looked at the shadow in the sky.

"Reverse, back up."

General Liang spoke seriously.

The driver supervisor immediately put the car in reverse gear.

He reversed back from the way he came.

The huge bus roared on the dirt road full of gravel and dust, neither fast nor slow.

General Liang stood up, came to the driver's seat, and pressed the door button.

The door folded open with a thud.

He grabbed the railing and leaned out half of his body.

He looked at the sky in silence.

Then, he showed a cold smile.

His teeth were black and rotten.

"I'm afraid that today, the doctrine of nihilism will be established."

His sinister tone made the supervisors in the car panic.

But because of the presence of General Liang, they had a little confidence.

"Be prepared to fight to the death!"

Someone spoke, and the extraordinary surged.

Everyone knew that today was probably the biggest crisis in the ideal country!

...

Halfway up the mountain, in a dilapidated mud-brick village.

Smoke rose.

Sun Fan added firewood, Huangmao washed vegetables and served bowls. The woman had good skills and the dishes were rich and delicious.

Han Shuang smiled, rolled up her sleeves, and took on the delicate work of cutting meat and vegetables. Her knife skills were good.

But her eyes fell on Sun Fan vaguely.

She accepted the boss's order and stared at him.

Even when she was working, her eyes never left him.

"This stewed pork elbow has such a bright color!"

"Yanzi, your cooking skills are really great!"

"After you stop killing people, you can retire and become a chef!"

Huangmao praised him and came to the open space in the village with a basin.

There was a round table covered with a bright red cloth, which was very festive.

"Where is the boss?"

Huangmao put down the tender pork elbow and glanced at him, but did not see Huang Ye.

He also stared at the table, clicking his tongue.

In his opinion, the boss was too mysterious.

Judging from his voice, figure, and eyebrows, he must not be too old.

But his force really surprised him.

He could kill three supervisors. How strong must he be.

Is he really only level 60?

"And the most amazing thing is, I don't know what means he has."

"It seems that he can always get something out."

"I don't know where it is stored."

Huangmao wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned back to the kitchen.

After running a few times, he was also satisfied.

With his hands on his waist, he shouted with full energy: "Let's prepare the meal!"

"Come and get a bowl to serve the rice, the celebration banquet is about to begin!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Zi, the only girl in the team, also came out with a pot of green vegetables.

In this team, I felt a little bit of home for the first time.

Sun Fan looked at the flames in the stove expressionlessly.

He still held his mask in his hand.

He heard the call outside.

He also threw half of Qingmiao Fang's mask into the fire and stood up on his knees.

"Are you worried?"

Han Shuang picked up the plastic spoon in the bucket.

Pour it on your hands.

His eyes fell on Sun Fan's face.

"Yes."

Sun Fan replied and stepped out of the wooden threshold.

He came to the courtyard under the sun.

He had a deep impression of this place. It was the village where he followed the intelligence of the Criminal Investigation Brigade to fight ghosts.

The rusty hatchet was still lying in the Contract God Plate.

It flashed with the smell of corrosion.

"Pah--"

Han Shuang threw the plastic spoon back into the bucket, splashing some water.

She didn't say anything and followed him out.

He had seen Sun Fan sitting in the seat.

There were two other surviving members above him.

Dong Yan, a girl with short hair to her shoulders, and Luo Youyou, a yellow-haired girl wearing flip-flops.

"The food made by Yan Zi, Brother Mo Fan, you have to eat more later!"

"This cooking skill is even better than the big restaurants I've eaten at!"

Yellow-haired Luo Youyou's lips and tongue were drooling, and he stretched out his hand to hug Sun Fan's shoulders, praising him endlessly.

The latter, however, had a cold face and slapped the yellow-haired man's familiar wrist.

This made Luo Youyou slightly stunned, and she retracted her hand awkwardly.

She always felt that Mo Fan was weird.

Especially after participating in the battle, his temperament was like a different person.

No more easygoing and enthusiastic.

He also keenly sensed that he was becoming more and more undisguised disgust.

"I'll drink you to death later!"

Luo Youyou also had a cold face, crossed his legs, and swung his thumb between flip-flops.

He placed an unopened bottle of wine between the two of them.

His words were cold and provocative.

"Second in command, where is the first in command?"

Dong Yan sat stiffly, with his hands on his knees, looking at the table full of dishes, with a happy joy on the corners of his mouth.

She was still very confident in her cooking skills.

But she looked around and didn't see Huang Ye.

She couldn't sense the other person's presence, so she asked curiously.

She couldn't wait to get the praise of the boss.

"He..."

Han Shuang was about to speak, but she saw a familiar figure walking out of a house.

Then she smiled gently: "Here he is."

"You guys eat."

This is a round table, so there is no distinction between the main and deputy seats.

Huang Ye found a seat and sat down casually.

Then he spoke slowly.

"Bang--"

Sun Fan glanced at Huang Ye.

He was still wearing a mask.

He didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of the fattest pig's trotter, and put it on the plate.

"Meow~"

In his thigh, the three-tailed tabby cat called sweetly and circled excitedly.

(Give it to me quickly, give it to me quickly, hungry, meow~)

Sun Fan's eyebrows were gentle, and he put the tray on the ground to make it easier for it to eat.

"Meow~"

(I will remember your kindness, meow~)

The three-tailed tabby cat immediately jumped off the ground and licked the pig's trotters.

But it was this kind of friendly scene that made the other two members extremely panicked.

They immediately lowered their heads, as if they didn't see it.

Luo Youyou even patted Sun Fan's thigh under the table.

He was crazy inside.

You are looking for death, this is a cult!

Do you really think you are your own family!

Throwing the fattest pig's trotters that are obviously reserved for the boss to the cat to eat!

And putting it on the ground!

Isn't it clearly saying that the boss is only worthy of eating on the ground!

This kind of disrespect is deadly!

"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

Sun Fan seemed not to sense the yellow-haired reminder.

His eyebrows and eyes looked at the happy and happy tabby cat gently.

Seeing the pet's behavior of protecting the food, he relaxed a little and smiled gently.

In my heart, I also have regrets:

"Let's just pretend that on that day, I failed to control the ghost and died here."