Help, I've become a paper man

"Welcome to the Borderlands."

"Player 072 has successfully logged in."

"Please complete the binding with the life form as soon as possible."

"If you fail to bind after thirty-two minutes, the system will delete you."

Song Yi sat on the concrete floor, listening to the voice echoing in his mind. He felt his mind go blank, as if a large amount of water was instantly poured into his brain. He could not find any ideas and was left with a sense of confusion.

After all, a second before, he was still at the comic convention with his limbs going limp. The moment he fell to the ground, he was still thinking "It's over, the otaku who died suddenly is really going to become a dead otaku." In the blink of an eye, he was sitting on the ground, and everything he saw was unexpected. The surroundings were not even bare-bones houses, but more like one of the unfinished buildings, and it was one of the ones near the elevator entrance. Judging from the degree of damage, the building was definitely not just abandoned.

To make matters worse, a person, no, a corpse was lying in front of him, and there was sticky liquid on his leather gloves.

The prompt sounds of "Please complete the binding as soon as possible" and "You will be wiped out soon" echoed alternately in my head.

Song Yi took a deep breath and stood up slowly. He thought that his knees would shake in such a situation. After all, he usually logged into his account and killed people everywhere. If there were really people being killed in front of him, only Fang would be left. But although he was afraid, his body was not panicked at all. The moment he stood up, he subconsciously pulled out the dagger from the victim's neck. The fishy red blood instantly wet his face, and the shock brought by it was covered by the deep red on his panicked expression, revealing a bit of numbness.

It's a dream.

really.

Song Yi was indeed "numb". After the continuous impact and the sound of breaking air, his blank brain started to work on its own. He subconsciously turned sideways, and a metallic light flashed in his sight. With a "bang", the arrow was nailed to his side.

He followed the movement of avoiding and looked behind him. A chill instantly crept up his spine. On the other side of the corridor, there were two people standing. Let's call them people, after all, they had human form. But one of them was standing with his arms too long and the back of his hands touching the ground, while the other one was not wearing shoes, and what he stepped on the ground was more like the claws of a cat. The key point was that the two had the same face.

It's like stuffing the same face mold into different models.

Song Yi subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to touch his face. For a moment, he doubted whether his appearance was modeled in a similar way.

But at the same time, the two who caught the signal of action made another move. The ape-like one swung his arms, and the arrow held at his fingertips flew again, close to the trajectory of a crossbow, flying unreasonably in the air. The other big cat stepped on the sole of his foot, leaned forward, and "flew" with the arrow, like a cannonball being fired.

Do it!

His blank brain began to work. Song Yi took a breath and stepped to the side and back to avoid the arrow. He raised his hand and almost at the same time, there was a sound of metal collision. A huge force hit the dagger, forcing him to tense his body to resist the huge force. The ferocious beast claws pressed against the blade. A human face suddenly approached, and warm breath mixed with stench rushed towards him.

He raised his leg almost subconsciously, hit the thing's belly with his toes, and kicked the thing in front of him away.

Rather than fear, he felt more nausea. The chill in his stomach made him want to vomit, but the situation did not allow him to think too much. The thing that was kicked away flipped in the air, twisted its body, and landed like a cat. Its back slowly arched slightly, and in a short breath, it pounced again. It was just a "pounce" action. The cat's body stopped in the air, tilted forward and fell down, and with it came a continuous rain of arrows.

Song Yi jumped back, leaned back, pressed his palms on the ground, and did a backflip, avoiding the first wave of arrows. He caught a glimpse of the "cat" slowly crawling down, the tail feather of an arrow was exposed from the back of the guy's neck, and also revealed the "ape" waving its two long arms back and forth behind him. During the brief eye contact, the humanoid monster laughed, and not surprisingly, a new wave of arrows flew over.

The speed and force were even greater, closer to a cannon than an arrow rest, and the kind that couldn't distinguish friend from foe, smashing the "cat" completely to the ground, making the first wave of arrow rain more like a warm-up, forcing Song Yi to retreat again, but now he was close to the edge of the room. During this roll, his hands were on the windowsill, his raised legs were curled up, and as he flipped out of the window, he put the dagger on his waist.

The series of movements were smooth and slick, which made Song Yi stunned for a moment. He didn't dare to continue. At this moment, he stopped a second before completing the action of jumping off the building, and his body was hanging outside the window. But soon, the arrow enlarged in his pupils, and his fingers loosened. The head exposed by the window disappeared instantly, and his body began to fall from the thirteenth floor.

"Please complete the binding with the life form as soon as possible."

"Twenty-six minutes left until erasure."

The prompt sounded in my mind, roars and cheers echoed all around, those pairs of similar eyes looked at me from all directions, footsteps sounded, and the vibrations coming from the nearby building.

Song Yi turned around abruptly, his right hand tightly clasping the window sill on the tenth floor. Amid the sound of his pounding heart, the force of falling pulled at his hands. He endured the pain in his arms, gritted his teeth, and managed to turn his body so that he could lie on the building. The next second, he reached his other arm into the window, clung to the wall with all his strength, and with a push of his feet, threw himself into the building.

Amid the subtle sound of his own falling to the ground, before he could come to his senses, he heard a "da da" sound, like a sudden rain, made up of flying arrows, falling from top to bottom, piercing into the bodies of the monsters waiting for food downstairs. Screams and wails were the sequels of this rain.

If Song Yi hadn't reacted quickly and realized something was wrong first, his voice would have been heard in here too. But it wasn't safe now. There was a slight friction sound across the ground. Something was approaching quietly with the help of this "rain".

The premonition of danger urged him to act. He struggled to hold up his body. Sweat soaked his underwear. For a moment, he was confused. There was still a dull pain in his body from being pulled. He couldn't tell whether the wetness on the fabric was blood or not. Pain and fatigue spread through his body.

The agility and strength that are different from the otaku's body, those actions that can only be completed in dreams, if it is a dream, he will wake up soon, it doesn't matter if he gives up. He thought in a trance, but soon, he heard his own voice, the first time he heard the voice coming from his mouth after "waking up", clear and gentle, like a coaxing to himself, but also like... the opening remarks, saying:

“This is a game.”

And Song Yi is best at games.

"I can win."

As long as Song Yi wants.