I seem to be an evil god

puff!

Liu Dao spat and looked at the black-gray powder washed away by the water. Liu Dao subconsciously licked his teeth.

cough! puff!

Liu Dao, who tasted a mouthful of charcoal, spat out a mouthful of black saliva again. The tooth cleaning industry in Lion City was still at the point where charcoal was mixed with salt, which made Liu Dao, who came from modern times, miserable.

When he had it, he didn't know how to cherish it. Liu Dao sighed in a low voice with resentment:

"I miss your smooth touch, I miss your white color, and I miss your wonderful taste in my mouth. I miss the refreshing excitement when the water washes over you. I miss you, Crest Herbal Essence~"

Just when Liu Dao was recalling his former comfortable life, there was a sudden loud knock on the door.

Liu Dao was very surprised by the visitor. It turned out to be Dylan, whom he had just met yesterday. This bloodline martial arts instructor had always had deep opinions on him. Even though the relationship between the two parties had eased due to the nylon, Liu Dao had never forgotten Dylan. Everything Ren had ever done to him.

"What are you here for?" Liu Dao spat another mouthful of black saliva on the ground, "If it's about what happened last night, there's no need to say more. I have a good sense of nylon, so sending him home is just a piece of cake."

Haha, Dylan showed a disdainful smile, stretched out his hand to push Liu Dao's shoulder, "Let's talk in the room, I have something to tell you, something very interesting."

Liu Dao frowned, his shoulder was pushed hard and hard by Dylan, and he didn't move at all.

"You can just talk about it here. Besides, you and I have nothing to talk about."

Dylan glanced at Liu Dao in surprise, then leaned into his ear and lowered his voice:

"I have something to talk to you about, Ryan Aragon."

When Dylan came closer, Liu Dao subconsciously wanted to push him away, but when Dylan said the name Ryan Aragon, his movements froze instantly.

Liu Dao took a deep look at Dylan, who was smiling wildly, and made way for him to go into the house.

The house Liu Dao currently lives in is no longer the 'haunted cabin' provided to him by Smith. As for the so-called haunted cabin, it has long become a dark history for Smith to make fun of Liu Dao. 'collection'.

The apartment he lives in now is located to the west of the Demon Hunter Guild. It is a small townhouse with two floors. It is surrounded by a relatively prosperous commercial street. The most famous one nearby is a female convent, owned by Guangming. An old nun sent by the church presided over the ceremony.

The decoration of this apartment is not luxurious, but it is fully equipped with all kinds of furniture and daily necessities, and many runic devices that have just appeared on the market can also be seen.

After Dylan came in, he wandered around casually and played around with these trendy rune instruments. Liu Dao saw this and his brows were squeezed together.

How did he know my name was Ryan? At present, the only person who knows this name besides the Assassin Guild is Dame Kelly. Liu Dao frowned and looked at Dylan, who had an unruly attitude, and denied the possibility that the other party was an assassin.

Dame Kelly guy? Hmm...Liu Dao rubbed his chin and thought. He did feel like a noble servant bullying others.

Thinking of this, Liu Dao took a glass of milk for himself, sat on the sofa and spoke slowly to Dylan who was playing around:

"Dylan, what do you want from me? Who is Ryan Aragon?"

Hearing this, Dylan glanced at Liu Dao with a half-smile. He pulled a chair from the living room and sat down facing Liu Dao.

"I don't need to say more about who Ryan Aragon is. Gaia, your identity..."

Sure enough, it was Dame Kelly, Liu Dao knew it in his heart, and directly interrupted Dylan. From the beginning, his momentum had been suppressed by this aristocratic lackey, which was not conducive to the subsequent conversation.

"About Poseidon Religion, are you adults a little impatient?"

Dylan stopped speaking and stared at Liu Dao in surprise.

"You knew already!"

"There's nothing hard to guess about this, but you don't really think that this kind of thing can threaten me, do you?" Liu Dao took a sip of milk and continued to show off his sharp eyes.

"Identity is something that should be acknowledged when it is useful and thrown away when it is useless. What does Ryan Aragon have to do with me, Gaia Slanka?"

Liu Dao's astonishing words completely shocked Dylan. For the Aragon family to become a noble, their ancestors must have been strong men with names and surnames. In this kind of society with aristocracy and bloodline system, giving up one's surname is not a good idea. It is not a choice that ordinary people can make.

Seeing Dylan who was silent, Liu Dao smiled from the bottom of his heart. His identity as Ryan Aragon had caused him a lot of trouble, and now not only his appearance had changed significantly, but he had also become a well-known figure in the Demon Hunter Guild. The last name is 'Death Hunter', as long as he bites him to death and refuses to admit it, this name may not bring any trouble.

Dylan, who was sitting opposite Liu Dao, repeatedly organized his words. Liu Dao's shocking words completely disrupted his plan. If a person can refuse to recognize his own surname, then many nominal problems will not trouble him.

After thinking for a while, Dylan changed the direction of the conversation:

"Gaia, are you not feeling well in the guild right now? After the death of Director Elizabeth last time, I heard that President Naza stopped supporting you."

Liu Dao raised his eyebrows. He had just heard Tucci say these remarks yesterday, and heard Dylan say them again today. Liu Dao smiled bitterly in his heart: It seems that the news of my "falling out of favor" can be said to be known to everyone.

Liu Dao was silent, and Dylan continued: "With your strength now, what the guild gives you is far less than what you have paid for it. Think about those so-called patrol missions. You are about to become an elite figure. Are you willing to be paid the same as those beginners?"

I would like to take the patrol mission, but the patrol department really doesn't welcome me... Liu Dao, who doesn't have the airs of a big shot, secretly complained to himself.

"Besides, although you are still young, entering the elite level is a long process, in which the support of respective resources is indispensable. And how much does an ordinary demon hunter get paid in a year?"

Dylan stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers in the air to calculate: an ordinary task takes about three days on average, and the reward for most tasks will not exceed 100 gold coins. Even if there are occasionally some large-scale tasks with generous rewards, you still need various tasks in daily life. With all kinds of expenses, how many resources can you prepare to advance to the elite level in one year?

Moreover, all kinds of finances in the guild are now controlled by President Long Gangfu. As for who President Long Gangfu is, it can be seen from the paid lessons of the War Club.

Dylan pointed at himself, "I, a fairly decent professional, only get 5 gold coins for teaching a day, and I have nearly a hundred students. You can calculate the number of gold coins paid by these 100 people to attend the class." clear."

Liu Dao sat there without saying a word. These words meant nothing to him. As for the resources required to advance from the professional level to the elite level, is it really a problem for the Smith Group?

At the end of the sentence, Dylan stood up and walked towards the door, "With your status in the Demon Hunter Guild, if you cooperate with us, your monthly resources will not be less than this amount."

Looking at Dylan waving hand gestures in the air, Liu Dao's eyes instantly became deep...