Another World: My life is on the rise!

Blue Star, Magic City.

In a separate room underground.

On the bed, Bai Yi, wearing a hospital gown, lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, with a solemn expression on his face, relying on the faint light coming in from the window.

He held a pencil and tried hard to recall the summoning ritual array drawn on the page that his elder brother gave him.

He still didn't give up.

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Although the notebook could not be retrieved, he and his elder brother had studied the structure of the ritual array together when they were in his elder brother's basement.

And now he can only rely on his memory to try to reproduce it.

And the most important thing is...

His eyes fell on the tiny piece of flesh and blood mist between his fingernails.

That was the flesh and blood he peeled off from his elder brother's little finger.

As long as he still has this bit of flesh and blood and hasn't been discovered, he still has hope of summoning his elder brother, because his elder brother's flesh and blood is the best beacon!

"I remember it should be like this..."

Bai Yi frowned, trying to recall the structural picture of the ritual array.

He really hated himself for being lazy and not studying hard. If he had the ability to remember everything he saw, would he still need to copy it? !

He himself is a mobile library.

But he knew that it was useless to think about these things. The top priority now is to deepen his memory of the ritual array, because he must destroy everything he carved today in the morning of the next day.

Time passed by little by little in his focused recollection.

But in the next moment.

The ray of light coming in from the window suddenly went dark.

Bai Yi almost subconsciously grasped the paper in his hand, and his expression became alert.

Was he discovered?

The room where he was imprisoned was facing the corridor outside the door. Because there were often guards patrolling back and forth, the lights in the corridor were on all night.

He almost subconsciously held his breath.

He didn't know why, but he clearly felt that the temperature in the room seemed to be slowly dropping at an imperceptible speed.

But it didn't feel like normal cold.

Instead, it felt like...

cold.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and finally lifted the quilt, got dressed, and walked nervously towards the door.

One step.

Two steps.

Slowly approaching.

There was a glass door window above the iron door. Usually, the guards would peek at him from that small window from time to time. There was also a monitor in the upper right corner, but what made him nervous was that even the red dot on the monitor disappeared.

It seemed that this place was completely out of power.

He held his breath.

Finally.

He mustered up the courage to raise his head and carefully looked out of the small window.

Inch by inch.

And his heart almost rose to his throat.

Because he was very afraid that a pair of eyes or a bloody hand would suddenly appear outside the small window, then he swore that he would be scared to death.

But it didn't.

His eyes penetrated the glass window and looked at the outside world.

The corridor was dark and quiet, and he couldn't see anything except his own reflection on the glass window.

His heart finally slowly settled down.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe.

It was really a power outage.

Because since he came back from the dark world, he always felt that he was a little nervous, as if there was always a pair of eyes secretly watching him, making him a little nervous.

But it's okay.

If he encountered the supernatural world on Blue Star, without an invincible existence like his eldest brother, he might really have to die here.

He exhaled and wiped the cold sweat on his head.

He subconsciously wanted to turn his head.

But at this moment.

The corner of his eye suddenly fell on the small window in front of him, and his hair stood up almost instantly.

That's right.

There was indeed nothing outside the window.

But was the reflection on the glass window really himself?

Because he clearly noticed that when he was about to turn his head, the vague reflection on his glass window did not move with his movements at all!

If that reflection was not himself, who else could it be? !

His hands began to tremble, and his face slowly turned pale.

He straightened his head stiffly.

The reflection on the glass window, which was exactly the same as his, seemed to be staring at him.

And the next moment.

The reflection suddenly smiled at him.

"Found you."

Bai Yi's face suddenly changed, goose bumps all over his body burst out, and he turned his head in horror and was about to retreat.

But just at the moment he turned his head.

Behind him.

He saw a white-haired old man with blood all over his body, staring at his back.

He recognized the old man almost at a glance. He was the senior official sent by the higher-ups to represent the government to set up the Supernatural General Administration.

But at this moment, he stood there like a corpse.

Crash——

The old man suddenly opened his mouth. In just a moment, his mouth grew to two meters long, like an abyss, instantly covering him.

A shrill scream resounded throughout the room.

…

"Bai Yi!"

In the corridor outside the gate, the psychic was anxious, and he quickly came to Bai Yi's gate with dozens of fully armed special forces and senior officials.

They immediately took out the key and tried to open the gate.

But for some reason, the gate seemed to be welded shut, and it was difficult to push it no matter what.

And the inside of the glass window was also dark.

"Something happened! Their target is indeed that child!"

The psychic gritted her teeth, and she looked at the dark corridor eagerly, and the strong coldness almost crawled over her whole body.

She didn't dare to delay and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out a little man cut out of paper from her arms.

She pasted the paper man on the gate, bit her finger, and quickly drew a blood-red rune on the paper man.

She closed her eyes.

Her fingers quickly made a series of complex gestures.

Her lips trembled, and she kept chanting obscure spells.

The next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "Sister, I'm counting on you."

Buzz——

A half-empty ghost face suddenly appeared on the left half of her face.

The paper man attached to the iron door instantly pressed against the door, almost merging with the door. A large amount of blood poured out from the paper man, and the iron door quickly became rotten and dilapidated.

"Smash the door!"

The psychic gritted his teeth and roared.

The special forces around him immediately smashed the door heavily with the butt of the gun.

The iron door collapsed.

And the isolated shrill and terrified voices suddenly came from it.

They immediately saw that Bai Yi in the room was covered with mucus all over his body, and his upper body was almost completely swallowed by the white-haired old man, leaving only his two legs desperately holding on.

"Bai Yi!!"

Everyone's face changed drastically.