I seem to be an evil god

Liu Dao opened the door and saw that there was only one mirror in the room. In the mirror was the female assassin whom he had met once before, looking at him with a smile.

Seeing Liu Dao's open-mouthed expression, the woman sat up contentedly.

"Gaia, we meet again."

Liu Dao twisted his mouth and adjusted his expression. There was a chair in the room. Liu Dao sat down and found that his eyes were facing the magical mirror.

"It seems that you have been waiting for me for a long time." Liu Dao tried to combat the woman's arrogance.

"The organization's intelligence capabilities are everywhere." The elite assassin lady said this expressionlessly, showing a strong confidence.

'cut. ’

Liu Dao curled his lips in his heart and directly stated the purpose of his visit today.

"I have been a member of the organization for a long time. I don't know what the tasks and benefits are, and I haven't seen you contact me."

Liu Dao directly ignored the fact that he had not come to join him, and shamelessly put on a look of helplessness.

"Why aren't there any missions? Don't you know yourself?" The female assassin who said this looked a little angry. After she developed this offline, she thought she could meet again in a few days, but...

"You're such a coward that you didn't contact me until a month ago. If it weren't for the organization's regulations, I would definitely look good on you today."

Liu Dao smiled coquettishly. He had not prepared to have any contact with this dark organization before, but now that it was coming to his door, he expected to be blamed.

"No, there is a contract, and it is clearly written on it." The woman in the mirror pointed to the table with her right hand. Liu Dao glanced over and saw a piece of heavy yellowed parchment.

Liu Dao reached out and picked it up. The writing on it was dark and deep, giving off a mysterious and evil feeling.

Devil's pact?

There was a line of twisted text written at the beginning of the paper. Liu Dao flipped through the memories in his mind and decisively discovered that... he didn't recognize it.

Skipping the beginning, the following text is all the most normal common language in the local area. After Liu Dao scanned it, he roughly understood the meaning.

This parchment is a demonic contract with mysterious power. The maker is a demon named the Grand Duke of Dark Flame and Hell. Once the contract is signed, it becomes effective. If it is violated, the demon will hunt it down.

The Grand Duke of Dark Flame and Hell, Liu Dao searched for this name in his mind and found that it was not a famous demon. At least in the Violet Kingdom, there was no place where this demon made his fortune. ’

‘The devils who dare to call the Grand Duke are at least legendary, isn’t this fake? ’

As for the specific rules of the contract, there is nothing to say. Generally speaking, the implementation is still the same as the contribution points. However, compared with the loose requirements of the Demon Hunter Guild, this devil contract has only one difference.

The superior controller of the contract can order the signer by paying contribution points. This order comes from the so-called Grand Duke of Dark Flame and Hell. According to what is written on this paper, it cannot be disobeyed and it is impossible to disobey it.

Among them, the elite level requires about 100 contribution points, while the professional level only requires 50. In essence, there seems to be nothing wrong with this, but when combined with another rule, it becomes more terrifying.

The contribution points stipulated in this parchment contract can be deducted as negative points, which means that your contribution points may be -10 or even -100. Once someone is willing to pay the contribution points, they must be forced to accept the order.

The grave of the greedy, Liu Dao sighed to himself, this is an underground bank with unlimited overdrafts, and the collateral is the life and freedom of the borrower.

"How about it? Sign it. As long as you accept certain tasks every month, you won't have any debt."

The lady in the mirror spoke in a relaxed tone. She had already attracted many geniuses. Before signing this contract, each one thought that they would not be in debt, but in the end they all became minions of the organization.

Liu Dao continued to scan the parchment, not missing any corner. Except for the mysterious text in the first line that was completely incomprehensible, the rest of the rules were simple and clear, and there were no text traps.

‘With such confidence, it seems that the resources this organization can provide must be very coveted. ’

"Why, don't you have confidence in your self-control?" Miss Assassin smiled provocatively. She was ready to accept a new subordinate.

"What does the first line of text mean?" Although Liu Dao has decided to sign this contract, he is still ready to hone his acting skills.

"Newcomers always ask such boring questions," Miss Assassin sighed.

"Everything you gain must be lost. It's up to you whether you sign or not."

Although he said that, the lady in the mirror snapped her fingers, and the old man who was dozing outside the door opened the door and came in directly, standing behind Liu Dao.

Liu Dao turned around and glanced at the old man at the door. At this time, the old man still looked like he was not awake, but it was clearly written on the system panel: Master Level.

If we really don't sign the contract, it's unclear whether we can leave alive.

Liu Daode was quite confident in his self-control, not to mention that he really needed an unofficial news channel.

Although Smith has a large company under his control, his main business is mining. He can only be said to be fairly well-informed about all kinds of information.

After signing the contract, the yellow parchment changed for a while. In just a few breaths, it turned into a black-covered book, about the size of a palm, enough to be stuffed into a pocket.

When Liu Dao opened it, he understood why the conditions of the contract were so loose.

Every page in this book represents a kind of material, from exercises to rune stones, from ancient secrets to the latest gossip, it covers everything.

Liu Dao glanced at it in a hurry and read more than three books on legendary techniques, and the catalog of alien species needed by summoners was filled with dozens of pages.

Liu Dao turned to the last page of this little black book, which contained 74 symbols in Roman numerals. Looking at it, he saw a large book of XXXX.

The last 74 is marked in red font, and Liu Dao understands that this is his code name.

At the top of the page, Liu Dao saw a familiar pattern, which was the same line of text at the beginning of the parchment.

‘The name of the person in charge of the contract? It seems that the leader of this organization is probably some famous figure. ’

A secret organization under a big shot, Liu Dao sighed, they won't let me do some stealth assassination, right?

There was nothing to say after that. With this book, Liu Dao could enjoy the Jiying Group's news channel anytime and anywhere, so he turned around and left.

Ms. Assassin didn't care about Liu Dao's attitude. The new members were always a little arrogant. Except for a few powerful monsters, the rest didn't obediently become parts of the organization's operation.

After Liu Dao left, the old man outside the house silently glanced at the mirror, turned around and continued to doze off.

But at this moment, a truly shocking thing was happening in the room. The assassin lady's hand kept getting closer to the mirror, and finally she stretched it out and placed a new piece of parchment on the table.

The space technology that neither empire dared to claim to have mastered was actually used so easily.