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

At noon that day.

The hot sun evaporated the accumulated water in the city.

Bringing a hot feeling.

Everyone's face was full of fatigue and irritability.

Now it was June, the first day after the college entrance examination, and the flowers were blooming beautifully.

But no one was willing to stop and appreciate it.

This time, the impact of the advancement of hell was huge.

Everyone hurried, and the whole city was mobilized.

They were all urgently carrying out post-disaster reconstruction work.

All parts of the 18 cities were in full swing.

"The loss this time is too great!"

"Yes, according to preliminary statistics, there are as many as 40,000 casualties!"

"There are only more than 600,000 people in these 18 cities!"

"To do this, the labor force is insufficient!"

"This is not the end of the college entrance examination, and those unawakened students can just fill the vacancy."

"It takes time to get familiar, right?"

Residents from all over the country drove their cars and returned to their residences at a snail's pace.

Like a great migration.

The cicadas on the road could not suppress the irritable sound of the horn.

Of course, there were also people who were interested in this battle.

More attention.

"Have you heard? The support from the main city is too strong!"

"One person suppressed two cultists!"

"A great victory!"

"It's a pity that the two cultists wanted to leave, but they were only seriously injured."

"Not a single one was left. As long as the main city's strongmen are given more time, they will definitely be killed!"

"It's already strong enough, a 71-level hell and a 79-level nothingness. Only a late-stage contract master can suppress the opponent so quickly and stably."

"I already regret letting my child believe in [Preservation]."

"In fact, most people's talents are just mediocre. How many people can reach level 50? Belief in [Preservation] is the most cost-effective choice. The resource investment is not that exaggerated."

"Alas, you are right."

People talked about it and felt quite sorry.

As many citizens returned home, the whole city gradually regained its vitality.

Although the streets were cleaned by the sheriff.

A lot of disinfectant was also sprinkled.

But everyone could still smell the faint smell of blood in the city.

"Mr. Chen!"

"You should rest!"

"You are seriously injured now!"

"No need to run around, just leave it to the sheriff!"

On the way to the Education Hall.

An accompanying secretary advised worriedly.

Chen Zhiqing glared and shouted: "What are you resting for!"

"Who dares to rest now!"

"I am just useless, not injured!"

The secretary's heart sank.

Watching Chen Zhiqing rush into the office in a hurry.

She could only stop and wait.

She hadn't seen Chen Zhiqing, whom she assisted, for a few days.

The whole person became like gunpowder, extremely irritable.

She didn't understand it at first on the phone.

Why did Chen Zhiqing, who was always gentle and elegant, change his temperament so drastically.

She worked actively and seriously, and didn't make Mr. Chen unhappy?

But until today, she saw Chen Zhiqing's empty right arm.

It seems that he has understood what Chen Zhiqing has experienced during this period.

The only people who can make a level 65 contract master survive with a broken arm are probably the cultists.

Looking at the back of the old man who is no longer energetic.

The secretary only has respect and worry in his heart.

"Old Chen, what are you doing here?"

"Don't we have classes for the first and second grade today?"

"Aren't you going back to take charge of the overall situation?"

In the office.

The leader of the Education Hall stood up in shock and hurriedly poured tea.

"I'm not needed there."

Chen Zhiqing's face was cold.

He just glanced at the hot tea on the table in front of him.

He didn't reach out.

This made the leader frown: "Why is this?"

Chen Zhiqing patted the broken arm.

"I'm not feeling well."

"I can't afford so many young students."

"I'm old too."

"I don't have that much energy."

The leader's face was solemn.

He came to Chen Zhiqing and straightened his chair for him: "Sit down first."

Chen Zhiqing didn't say anything.

Sitting on the solid wood chair, the atmosphere in the air became quite solemn.

The leader looked at his posture and sighed slightly:

"I know you are very resentful."

"You have paid a lot for this city."

"In this regard, the organization will not treat you unfairly."

Chen Zhiqing looked at the leader who was a few years younger than him calmly.

But he denied it and said: "I don't need any compensation."

"I just have to step down."

"Now I don't have the ability to continue to serve as the principal."

"Whether it is self-evaluation or from the perspective of the development of the 18 cities, it is the same."

The leader was worried.

Looking at such an aggressive Chen Zhiqing.

It was very uncomfortable for a while.

But he could only slow down his tone.

He said earnestly: "Are you really going to give up the position of principal?"

"You will retire next year."

Chen Zhiqing's face was numb.

"What else can I not lose?"

"Let's do it this way."

"I came here today to report to you."

"After I step down, I will not recommend other candidates."

"The Education Hall will make all the arrangements."

The leader listened to his resolute words.

He walked back to his seat.

He picked up the tea and put it to his lips.

And then he put it down helplessly.

He knew very well what happened last night.

Not only his own disability, but also the changes in his family.

The leader looked at Chen Zhiqing.

His eyes were sympathetic: "What are you going to do next?"

After a moment.

Chen Zhiqing came out of the office indifferently.

The female secretary immediately followed him.

"You don't have to follow me."

"From now on, I am no longer the principal of Contract No. 3 Middle School."

"As for your work arrangements, someone will tell you later."

Chen Zhiqing walked past the secretary without looking back.

These words made the secretary's pupils widen.

Never thought that this gentle old man.

Would become so unfamiliar.

The two have worked together for many years.

They are extremely sensitive to changes in relationships.

In the eyes of the secretary, Chen Zhiqing seemed to have lost his soul.

He had died once.

"Okay..."

"I will listen to Mr. Chen's arrangements..."

The secretary murmured.

Chen Zhiqing just paused and nodded.

Then he left without looking back.

...

Public Security Court.

Criminal Investigation Department.

Smoke and fog everywhere.

Everyone stood or sat with a solemn expression.

On their desks, documents piled up like a mountain.

"Too many people died last night."

"Many people were so evil that they took advantage of the chaos to commit crimes."

"I checked the surveillance and found that a resident in the city took advantage of the chaos to kill his neighbor."

"There are even more beastly ones who killed their target."

"I have a bizarre case from a female white-collar worker. I have to record her statement later."

Everyone was at a loss and looked haggard.

There were too many criminal cases last night.

Even some residents were joining in the carnival.

This made colleagues feel like they had nowhere to start.

At this moment.

The discussion suddenly stopped.

They all looked at the man with bandages all over his body walking towards the door.

In his hand, he held a cigarette unskillfully.

All colleagues had mixed feelings.