Another World: My life is on the rise!

Hua La La——

Tentacles spread out in an instant, entwining her body again and hanging her in the air.

"Now, it's time to talk to your people."

...

Outside Shudu City.

In a tightly sealed building, soldiers armed with live ammunition guarded both sides of the gate, with a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. In addition, exorcists patrolled the building with frowns on their brows.

"What's the situation? Has his identity been investigated?"

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A middle-aged officer came to the monitoring room with a frown on his brow, raised his head, and stared at the "corpse" sitting in the interrogation room in the 360-degree surveillance screen.

He can only be called a corpse.

Because he was only wearing a tattered black robe, and his flesh had long been broken. You could even see his dried heart that had stopped beating through the gap between his exposed ribs.

But strangely, he was still able to move, and his eyes were flashing with the light of spells.

"The identity has been investigated. His name is Wang Gui, 43 years old, from Shudu. He used to work in a textile factory and has no spouse. Another identity is one of the peripheral members of the Flesh and Blood Cult. From our relevant investigation, he should be a member of the Flesh and Blood Cult branch that we destroyed a few days ago, but if what he said is true, all this is meaningless." "He seems to have been transformed by someone with special weird means. As he said, he is now just a puppet without self-awareness, and the person communicating with us is another person who controls him remotely." The officer frowned and said, "Is there a way to track him backwards?" "Sorry, sir, this may require technical support from the hermitage, but... the seven saints who have come to our Shudu have all been..." He looked solemn. Yes. This time they encountered an unprecedented and terrible opponent. If you look out the window toward Shu City, you can see the white fog covering the sky and the sun. That is the supernatural phenomenon created by the monster they are facing now. This has completely exceeded their cognition.

And now.

The monster is in their interrogation room, or it is not clear who is interrogating whom.

The officer said gloomily:

"He should want to talk to us, otherwise he should not have left such a puppet. In this case, let's start. The senior officials of the Hermitage and the Operations Center attach great importance to this matter. They want to have a dialogue with the monster in person."

"This is no longer something we can handle."

In the interrogation room.

The puppet sat there gloomily, with handcuffs engraved with runes on his wrists. The whole room was airtight, and on the wall opposite him were huge screens.

With a dazzling light curtain, the screen slowly lit up, and then gradually differentiated into smaller pictures one after another, and it was recognizable at a glance that the people in those pictures should be high-level officials from various countries in the world, and the leaders of the Supernatural Warfare Center.

This is a conversation.

"The people from the Hermitage are here too."

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The officer monitored the situation in the interrogation room. His eyes fell on a man with a hood and a robe that appeared in a window in the center of the screen.

The first apostle.

Yes, although he had not seen the real face of that man, he had learned about him from various sources.

He was a man second only to their holy God in the monastery. It was rumored that he was a saint who had lived from the ancient Middle Ages to the present, but he stayed in the deepest part of the Vatican all year round. If it were not for this global change, he would never come out.

The others were heavyweight leaders of major countries.

The lowest-ranking one was at least a lieutenant general.

But in addition to this, on a slightly smaller screen in the corner of the big screen, there was a row of people in strange costumes. They seemed to be related to the Supernatural Association. What surprised him was that the person sitting in the center of the screen was actually a pale-faced teenager.

"Are you saying that he is the puppet controlled by my elder brother Lin En... controlled? "

In the meeting room of the Supernatural General Administration, Bai Yi was breathing rapidly and his voice was trembling as he watched the screen broadcasting the scene in the interrogation room. He clenched his hands tightly and even his voice was trembling.

The old man beside him lowered his voice seriously and said:

"There was a big accident over there. According to the news above, the white fog over Shudu now seems to have been spread by Mr. Lin En. Because of your relationship with him, we were specially approved to join this interrogation. The higher-ups hope that we can play an important role in this matter. "

"According to the intelligence, the seven saints of the hermitage were all captured in the recent siege of Mr. Lin En. "

The whole venue was silent.

But no one felt any surprise.

Because...

He came from hell!

Many of them had personally participated in the breakout when he first came to Blue Star. The terrifying tentacles and calm attitude left a deep impression on them.

"My elder brother is right."

Bai Yi clenched his fist tightly and gritted his teeth:

"I believe that everything my elder brother did was right. He is not the devil that those senior officials said. You don't know anything at all. If you want to use the relationship between me and my elder brother to do something, just give up!"

Yin Qin, who was beside him, shook his hand, her eyes were calm, and told him to stay calm.

They all stood on the same position.

And what the final conclusion would be, everything depends on how this conversation develops.

...

In the interrogation room.

The broken puppet slowly raised his head, and with the flashing of runes, his body suddenly stiffened, his eyes were empty, and then as if controlled by something, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the puppet's eyes changed and became full of smiles.

"Big Brother!"

The moment he saw that look, Bai Yi stood up suddenly with excitement that he could hardly contain.

That's right!

Although the body was different, the look was definitely right. It was the kind of look that was a little elegant in the perversion, a little crazy in the elegance, and a little kind in the madness. When the big brother cut off his roots, he had this look! It was definitely the big brother!

"It seems that you are all ready?"

Lin En controlled the puppet, leaned back with a smile, and directly crossed his legs, then waved to the camera next to him.

"Come and talk to Huazi, otherwise we won't talk!"

The faces of everyone on the screen became unusually colorful.

This was completely inconsistent with the "dialogue with the devil" they had imagined countless times. Even if it was not the terrifying and gloomy medieval style, it should be the kind of oppressive feeling of the serious fourth-level contact. Why did he reach out for a cigarette?

Does the word "huazi" represent some special supernatural meaning?

The think tank team from various countries outside the screen conducted a fierce analysis. After various computer calculations and fierce discussions among mystics, they finally came to a conclusion.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette.