Dizzy, Yang Chong lay on the hard bed board, he clearly knew that he was dreaming.

In the dream, it was as if I had returned to before the time travel.

He and Isabela are in hell, constantly advancing towards the lower levels, and in the moment of Isabela's confusion, even though he doesn't know where the road is, he firmly leads the other party forward.

In addition to his former companions, Isabela's voice and smile appear in his dreams every day.

The memories of that day also appeared in Yang Chong's dream tonight.

In a dream.

Ishabera said with a strange expression, "He has so little blood and qi in his body. ”

It stands to reason that the more you go to the lower level, the more qi and blood the demon should have.

However, Yang Chong did not immediately draw conclusions, but saw that the weapon used by the demon seemed to lock a lot of qi and blood, and maybe more essence qi and blood were locked in the weapon.

So they found this, and after killing these monsters, they plundered these qi and blood to replenish themselves, and then continued to move towards the lower level.

They broke into the vast castle, experienced powerful enemies, and after defeating them, saw a mirror......

Crunch~

In reality, the door opened, and the girl with long hair looked like a naughty kitten, quietly probing in and laughing in a low voice: "Brother Yang Chong, it's time to get up~"

A chill hit, and Yang Chong suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the pale ceiling in front of him and sighed.

"If I hadn't touched the mirror that day and had not been transferred to this world, would Isabela and I have succeeded in going to the inner universe to meet you again in other ways?"

Yang Chong muttered in a low voice, put away his distracting thoughts, and said with a smile: "I know." ”

"Then I'll go prepare breakfast." When the girl saw Yang Chong's smile, her face turned red and she hurriedly left.

After the other party left, Yang Chong got up with his clothes on, with a worried look on his face.

After touching the mirror in the depths of Castlevania that day, he thought that he would get many powerful props, but Yang Chong didn't expect that a huge pulling force would absorb him into it. As a result, he didn't even have the strength to fight, and pushed Ishabera away as much as he could, but he was absorbed himself.

And this time of absorption, he reappeared in this new world as a baby.

All the reabsorbed forces dissipate...... All the efforts were in vain...... The companion is still in a dangerous hell......

Every time he started over in the past, Yang Chong comforted himself that because the enemy he encountered was stronger, he seemed to be evenly matched with the enemy, but with his previous weakness, he couldn't deal with it.

But this time it started again one after another, which completely collapsed Yang Chong's mentality.

Even after sixteen years, Yang Chong smiled on the surface, but in his heart he was always uncomfortable and unwilling to accept this.

Dressed neatly and washing his face in the simple one, Yang Chong touched his immature face, and his finger joints couldn't help but pinch his face a little hard.

"This world, there is no mysterious power, only rudimentary technology, ruled by a backward imperial regime, I am afraid that it will not evolve to the extent of launching satellites for thousands of years. And there is a lot of regional discrimination here, many cities are locked down, and you can't even leave the place where you grew up without the permission of the upper class, what should I do? ”

Yang Chong looked at the mirror for a long time, knowing that the urging voice came again, and he put away the suppressed emotions in his heart.

In response, Yang Chong came to the living room.

On an old solid wood table, toast and fried eggs are placed on clean white porcelain plates, and warm goat's milk is in wooden cups.

When the girl on the opposite side saw Yang Chong looking over, she quietly tidied up her white-washed shirt and put on her brightest smile: "Brother Yang Chong, let's eat." ”

Although the floor of the room was dark and gloomy, it could not hide the warmth in it.

The gloom in Yang Chong's heart was also swept away a lot, and he nodded with a smile.

The girl's name is Xiaoya, and she is the granddaughter of the elder who adopted him, and the two grew up together since childhood, like brother and sister. Although their family seems to be an ordinary family, Yang Chong found that the old man was different from other uneducated families and had a good upbringing.

Eating and sleeping is just one of the habits from childhood to adulthood, in addition, even in this world where the class is solidified and there is no identity and you can only do lowly jobs, he and Xiaoya can still go to school to study.

After Xiaoya finished eating, she said goodbye to Yang Chong and went to school, while Yang Chong went to the library.

"Only the aristocracy and the rich can learn, and if it weren't for the fact that their parents like to slap their faces and become fat, or if they have a long-term vision, nine out of ten people have never gone to school. The world is so uncomfortable. ”

Yang Chong graduated two years ago, but because there was no nobleman to pave the way, he stayed in the school library and worked as a librarian.

Librarians need to organize and maintain books, and the perennial tedious and boring work also requires a very high attitude. Even if the average person has received education, it is inevitable to slack off after doing it for a long time, and it is difficult to do it for a long time.

Yang Chong can be a tool man for two years, and he hasn't appeared for many years.

After all, people with status don't do this, and people without identity feel that they have no future and don't do it.

However, Yang Chong is very satisfied with this work, because books are the ladder of human progress, and a lot of knowledge will be stored and recorded in them. After seeing the half-orcs with the tails of cats and animals, Yang Chong hoped in his heart that the technology in this world was not good, and perhaps there was a mysterious inheritance that might remain.

The library was built at the rear of the college, and the huge five-storey Western-style pavilion covers an area of 100 hectares, surrounded by flowers, trees, fountains and courtyards.

Although it was morning, there were already aristocratic students drinking tea here.

Yang Chong entered the library of the detached building, recorded his name at the registration desk at the door, and began today's work.

According to the category and alphabetical order, the books returned last night were neatly arranged, and then hung up the call sign, Yang Chong cleaned up the dust for an hour according to the regulations, and then came to a bookshelf in the order of his own records, flipping through the books.

"The Legend of Ambila Fantasy Heroes?" Yang Chong glanced at it a few times, and knew that this should be a certain little nobleman in this world, and he was distracted by fantasies, and published a book written by himself at his own expense.

After all, there is no such name in the bestseller list.

Although it may have been written out of order, Yang Chong still opened the book seriously.

It describes Yang Chong's small mountain city, a little nobleman who has never been far away but likes to fantasize, all kinds of embarrassing visions and all kinds of feelings recorded after finding some strange books.

After glancing at the parts that might be useful, Yang Chong's hand suddenly stopped.

Yang Chong couldn't help but read: "I was fortunate enough to see a memoir placed in the living room of the other party when my father visited an ancient nobleman, and it was recorded that there was an ancient inheritance called Alchemist in this world!?" ”

Seeing that this name sounded, it was obviously full of mysterious titles, and Yang Chong's heart twitched suddenly.

He worked as a librarian and worked tirelessly to look through books, just to find a way out of this world when he had the opportunity. Now it seems that his efforts have not been in vain after all!

No, wait! I can't be happy too soon, so keep watching.

Pressing down his thoughts, Yang Chongzai carefully checked the content.

Alchemists, also known as alchemists, were connected by the shipping lanes between the Eastern and Western Continents, and the various civilizations of the East and the West were in close communication.

Their alchemists fused many of the best of the alchemists' heritage, gradually giving birth to new genres and even flourishing. But everything about the alchemists suffered a devastating blow at the height of their development.

Because Fang Shi was the first to study the strange formation, their already extraordinary world finally communicated with a mysterious and powerful existence.

The name of this being is ......

"Raghoud!"

Yang Chong finally couldn't hold back any longer, he took a deep breath, after entering the Castlevania City, the title of the Demon King he heard was exactly this. But he and Ishabera defeated all the demons, and in the end they still did not see this powerful being.

At the thought of being absorbed into this mirror, Yang Chong found that everything before was connected.

"I didn't see Raggood in the castle, but I teleported to this world where there was nothing, and these alchemists mentioned Raghoud!"

Yang Chong's heart was extremely excited, if he continued to investigate, he would be able to find more information about this Lagud, and finally find the real way to leave this world!

Yang Chong was excited and looked at it carefully.

--O Raghoud, a mysterious and powerful being, and with whom he communicates, he can always obtain infinite knowledge as far as the sky and as deep as the stars.

But the powerful power is not something we can have, so the alchemists and the most powerful alchemists encountered a forbidden existence and were destroyed and destroyed.

In the end, the alchemists who survived lost the teachings of the strong and could only delve into the remaining knowledge on their own. Those damn warriors took advantage of this opportunity to take away some of the power we deserve.

Yang Chong kept looking at it, and his heart became more and more surprised, the back part of the book was no longer the author's own memories, but almost all the memoirs of the alchemist were moved according to the original words.

"This nobleman, can't he steal someone's memoirs?"

Thinking strangely, Yang Chong could feel that the knowledge related to alchemists had increased.

Later in the memoirs, a meditative method left by the old alchemist is also recorded. Yang Chong came to the spirit, and finally found a means to surpass ordinary people!