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

"Take a car?"

"Okay, okay!"

The driver uncle heard this.

His expression was startled.

The face covered with bloodstains was smiling happily.

Underneath, there is a luster like magma flowing.

The uncle greeted warmly: "I'll pick you up right now!"

Finished.

He stepped on the accelerator pedal desperately.

The head of the car hit the stone fence, the wheels spun wildly, and the worn tires made ruts.

The exhaust pipes emitted billowing black smoke.

But the car and the stone pier were still at a stalemate.

The uncle driver was also full of surprises.

"I want to turn around, is it so difficult?"

"Why can't this thing be knocked open?"

"Gan!"

"For a broken stone pier, does the quality have to be this high?"

His scarlet pupils flashed with irritability and violence.

He slapped the horn fiercely.

Then he stuck his head out and said, "Young man, don't panic!"

"There's something wrong with the car!"

"When I get off the car and move the stone pier, we can turn around!"

Huang Ye approached with a shovel.

Listening to the words is also a rare relief.

Reminder: "Why don't you try reverse gear?"

The uncle driver was stunned and asked seriously: "What is reverse gear?"

This time, it was Huang Ye's turn to freeze.

His expressions hardened.

It seems that this uncle driver has become a slave.

There is still some instinct left.

But most of the memory and reason have long been lost and empty.

"fine."

"I'll come up and fix it for you."

Huang Ye waved his hand.

Without further explanation, we arrived at the front door of the bus.

The driver's uncle was also full of joy: "Okay, okay!"

"Young people today are still enthusiastic!"

“Back then, I often repaired other people’s cars!”

"Put the parts on my car and it will fit perfectly!"

Then he pressed the door switch.

The heavy retractable door made a loud crash and spewed out strong gas.

Create a path that can accommodate one person through.

The driver's uncle had an expectant smile on his beard.

But deep in those eyes, there was deep malice.

But when he saw Huang Ye stepping on the bus pedal.

That fat body trembled with horror.

His face looked horrified.

His eyes were full of fear: "Hey, young man!"

"Talking about you!"

"Dangerous items are not allowed on the bus here!"

"Don't you know?"

The uncle driver looks stern but has a soft heart.

He spoke with lack of confidence to reprimand.

I want to drive Huang Ye out of the car.

He just saw the black blood shovel in Huang Ye's hand.

I just couldn't help but feel terrified.

The padded cushion engraved with the best fit for his hip shape seemed to be filled with needle points at this moment.

Make him restless.

"How can I repair it for you without tools?"

Huang Ye seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Go up to the money box.

He even took a look at the layout inside the car.

The windows are extremely tight and the spaces between the seats are narrow.

Every time you sit on it, it looks like a small bench.

And that aisle can only tolerate one person passing through.

There was still human vomit on the ground, which had not been cleaned up and was stuck together, exuding a strong stench.

In the nook and cranny.

There are also fallen moldy spicy sticks, scattered hair, paper towels stuffed in the gaps, etc., hiding dirt and evil.

Opening the storage bag behind the backrest, you can see all kinds of leftover garbage wrapping paper.

"I don't want you to fix it for me!"

"This car belongs to the public!"

"Rough and durable!"

"Isn't it just that I can't find the reverse gear?"

"As long as it has forward gear, I can drive it home!"

"It doesn't matter whether you have that thing or not!"

"The company has a dedicated maintenance technician, I don't need you anymore!"

The uncle driver was sweating profusely.

Deep down in his heart, there is no greed for flesh and blood.

Instead, it sparked intense uneasiness.

It seemed that what he saw was not a docile cat, but a ferocious giant tiger with steel teeth and sharp claws.

Suddenly, he huddled in the driver's seat.

Eyes filled with horror.

I just want to send this plague god away quickly.

"That won't work."

"I'm already in the car."

"Nothing will go down."

Huang Ye looked at the familiar scenery inside the car.

He also withdrew his gaze.

He pulled the bloody mask on the bridge of his nose.

Now, all he could smell was the sweetness of blood.

Instead of the stuffy smell in the car.

He was quite satisfied.

These words made the driver uncle panic.

Good guy.

Overlord forces himself into the car?

He immediately waved his hands, as if to drive away annoying flies:

"Then I won't play with you."

"Get down here."

"I have to go home, otherwise my wife will be cruel to me."

"I'll go back right now..."

The driver's face suddenly became a little panicked: "Just wait until I think about it, where is my home..."

"Who is my wife..."

"It's over, it's over..."

"Why didn't I think of anything..."

"By the way, who am I?"

Severe panic appeared on the uncle's face.

Stand up from the driver's seat.

At a loss.

In various storage compartments, I searched blindly and nervously for objects that could prove my identity.

But his move didn't start long ago.

But I heard behind me,

There was a violent sound of chopping!

The sound was quick and powerful, like a baseball bat hitting the thin rolling door!

The driver was startled!

He turned around in astonishment!

But he saw the young man covered in blood, using a shovel to break the anti-collision column of the bus!

The glass of the whole car was shattered in an instant!

The fragments flew like thunder!

How dare you!

You dare to chop my car? !

The driver left the driver's seat immediately!

He took Huang Ye's arm and begged: "Young man, what are you doing!"

"Is this how you repair a car?"

"This is the guy I make a living with!"

"Then I won't look for the reverse gear!"

"Don't smash the car!"

Huang Ye was amused when he heard this: "Don't worry, you won't have to eat anymore."

"Why?"

"You've changed to eating people."

Huang Ye shook off the driver's arm.

He was left with a blank look on his face.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

He chopped down several times.

The cross section was neat and clean.

Soon, the bus turned into a roofless open-top.

The compartment that Huang Ye had been complaining about for a long time finally had air.

The stinky smell in the compartment seemed to disappear in an instant.

Only the sweet fragrance of the air was left.

It made Huang Ye quite comfortable.

Looking at the stiff driver beside him.

He felt a little lonely.

A cultist's advancement ceremony broke the originally peaceful rhythm of life.

The speeding driver became a strange slave and was considered dead.

He didn't empathize with the dead.

But he completed the thing he had been thinking about for three years in high school.

Not only did he not feel a sense of accomplishment, but he felt bored.

In the future, he would go to the Beast Taming University to learn more about contracted beasts.

He would not go back to his hometown.

Naturally, there was no need to take this bus to go back and forth between school and the subway.

I'm afraid I will never take this bus again.

"You always sent me before."

"It's my turn this time."

Huang Ye approached the driver with a dull face.

The latter listened to the familiar voice.

Seemed to remember something.

Looked at his blood-stained hands in disbelief.

Blood-colored tears fell silently in his stunned pupils.

"What?"

The driver replied subconsciously.

His face was full of confusion.

Huang Ye patted the other's shoulder and said calmly:

"I'll send you on your way."

Hearing this, the driver's pupils trembled.

Emotions suddenly became intense.

But soon.

When he saw Huang Ye's calm face, he strangely regained his calm.

He remembered something.

Although the other party was wearing a mask, his impatient eyebrows did not change at all.

The uncle vaguely remembered that in the past three years, every weekend and holiday, there would be a student with an indifferent temperament sitting in the car.

As if he was always out of tune with the surrounding environment.

Although he appeared friendly and friendly when he said goodbye to other students at the school gate, the driver could see that the student who put on a mask after getting on the bus had a natural barrier between him and other people.

Being approachable was just his disguise.

He observed that this student was very interesting, and he also vaguely learned from other students that this boy came from the ruins of the riot.

Therefore, every time the boy got on the bus, he would deliberately drive fast, trying to tease the young man to be happy, experience speed and passion, and hope that the other party would be excited.

But to his disappointment, he always got a gloomy face.

But the driver also found new fun.

It was actually quite fun to deliberately make him angry, especially when the other party was obviously very unhappy, but he kept it in his heart and refused to say it, and he couldn't get rid of himself.

Every time he stopped the car, he could see Huang Ye's irritable back, and he couldn't help laughing.

The mood of the day would become brighter.

At least the boy's angry mood was what a normal person should have, and it was real.

But the most important thing is that the ruins of the rioters should be very far away.

Although I have never been there.

But if I drive faster, their family can be reunited as soon as possible.

More time to spend together...

The driver looked at Huang Ye's familiar stinky face.

Past memories flashed one after another.

Immediately he smiled with relief: "Okay..."

"Young man, then you should be more efficient."

"I am old and afraid of pain."

Then.

I saw a shadow falling quickly, and blood was splashed.

...

(ps: In despair and wasteland, occasionally a light chapter is inserted, and some small foreshadowing is collected by the way. I personally like this rhythm. I don't know what you think.)