Chapter 120: Evaluation

Eternal Night Guild, Third Floor.

A former guild leader's office had now been converted into Zhou Huai's bedroom.

Controlling Yasuo, he issued the guild's first ironclad rule.

The third floor is the guild leader's private territory.

Without permission, no one is allowed to set foot here.

Choosing to hide here, Zhou Huai was playing on a difference in mindset.

A blind spot right under the light.

Even if the people from the Liu family knew he wasn't dead, they would never expect that he would dare to hide in a bustling guild base.

Furthermore, everyone in this guild would soon become his people.

They would become his most loyal informants and most reliable guards.

Xiang Yu and Moria needed to go out to level up, and couldn't guard his side every moment.

In case the Liu family really found this place, these people in the guild would be his final trump card to buy time.

Zhou Huai leaned against his wheelchair, looking at the night view outside the window.

A crying girl's face flashed through his mind.

That girl Ye Xi must think he was dead by now and be heartbroken.

A sharp pain welled up in Zhou Huai's heart.

But he had no choice.

Before getting rid of the Liu family, this major threat, he couldn't contact her.

That would only drag her into a dangerous whirlpool once again.

Zhou Huai withdrew his thoughts, and his eyes turned cold once again.

Calculating the time, it should be starting soon.

Early the next morning.

The hall of the Eternal Night Guild was packed with people.

The newly recruited members, plus the five who initially passed the test, totaled fewer than thirty.

On the faces of these people, there was a trace of apprehension and unease.

Guild Leader Moli gathered them here early in the morning, saying they were going to conduct the final evaluation.

Only those who passed the evaluation could become official members of Eternal Night.

Over these past few days, they had enjoyed unprecedented treatment.

Perfect training facilities and sumptuous three meals a day.

Even when going out of the city to level up, that ridiculously powerful Vice Guild Leader Yasuo personally led the team.

This kind of life made these casual players struggling at the bottom feel a sense of belonging for the first time.

They didn't want to leave.

"What is the content of the evaluation?"

"Could it be… making us hack bosses again?"

In the crowd, whispering continued endlessly.

Moli stood in front of everyone with a calm expression.

She reached out and pointed at a tightly closed door in the corner of the hall.

"The evaluation will take place in that room."

"Go in one by one."

Following the direction she pointed, everyone showed puzzled expressions on their faces.

That was just an ordinary storage room.

What kind of evaluation could there be?

"Guild Leader, what on earth is inside?"

someone couldn't help asking loudly.

Moli shook her head.

"Go in, and you will know."

She glanced around at everyone, her voice cold and clear.

"The evaluation starts now."

"Who is coming first?"

The crowd was in a commotion, looking at each other, and no one responded.

At this moment.

A thin figure walked out from the crowd.

Without the slightest hesitation, he walked straight towards that tightly closed door.

Moli recognized him.

Qin Ming.

During the first recruitment, he was also the first to rush towards that rotten corpse vine demon.

Under everyone's gaze, Qin Ming pushed open the door and walked in.

The door slowly closed behind him.

The room was very dark.

There was only one table and two chairs.

On the table, a dim oil lamp was lit.

The flame flickered, dragging a person's shadow very long on the wall.

Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Opposite the table, a man was already sitting there.

The man had a head of silver hair, skin so pale it was almost transparent, and was as handsome as a non-Mortal.

He was quietly looking at himself, with a faint, elusive smile on his face.

It was Moria, controlled by Zhou Huai.

Moria reached out and pointed at the vacant seat opposite.

"Please sit."

His voice was gentle, yet carried an irresistible power.

Qin Ming came back to his senses, pulled out the chair somewhat restrainedly, and sat opposite Moria.

"What is your name?"

Moria spoke.

"Qin Ming."

"Profession."

"C-rank, Shadow Assassin."

Qin Ming answered honestly.

"Why come to Eternal Night?"

Moria's gaze seemed capable of piercing through people's hearts.

Qin Ming was silent for a moment, clenching his fists.

"My mother is sick, very seriously sick."

"The medicine is very expensive."

"Only by joining the guild can I earn enough money to buy medicine for her."

Moria nodded, leaning forward slightly.

The light of the oil lamp cast mottled shadows on his face.

"Want to become stronger?"

His voice carried a bewitching magic.

"Even if… paying some price?"

Qin Ming suddenly raised his head, a strong desire bursting out in his eyes.

"Want!"

He didn't hesitate at all.

"As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can let my mother live a good life!"

"I am willing to do anything!"

Moria smiled.

What he wanted was this kind of person.

He slowly stood up, walked around the table, and came to Qin Ming's front.

A cold hand gently pressed onto Qin Ming's forehead.

"Very good."

"Now, offer your loyalty to me."

"Trust me, I will make you stronger."

The next second.

A majestic and ancient power poured into Qin Ming's glabella along Moria's fingertips.

Qin Ming's body trembled violently.

He felt his Soul being grabbed by an invisible giant hand, about to be completely torn apart.

Amidst the extreme pain, there was also a majesty that made him want to worship, descending into the depths of his consciousness.

He saw it.

In the endless dark night, a majestic throne hung high.

Above the throne, a blurry figure sat quietly, overlooking him, this humble ant.

That figure was his god, his Dominator.

The ritual ended.

Qin Ming slowly opened his eyes.

The look he directed at Moria had completely changed.

That was a look mixed with fanaticism, adoration, and absolute obedience.

Without hesitation, he knelt on both knees and buried his head deeply.

"Your servant, Qin Ming!"

The voice was devout and humble.

"Greetings, Master!"

The smile on Moria's face remained unchanged.

"Congratulations on passing the test."

He turned around, sat back down in the chair, and picked up the teacup on the table.

"Go out."

"Let the next person in."