Help, I've become a paper man

At this point in the plot, there should be more information to be dug up. After all, this person came with a special smell effect as soon as he appeared. According to Noah's Ark's temper, it was obvious that they didn't want to make contact. By analogy, Song Yi thought he would be hunted down, so he hid some clues by the way.

I didn't expect that I would "earn" directly now. I was being chased while doing commissions. It was really double the money. There was a time limit, and I had to complete the commissions before being "flooded".

Song Yi glanced at the door, and while avoiding it, he raised his voice and asked: "How can I judge whether your heart has been 'drowned'?"

After all, putting time in the sentence of drowning would be considered a grammatical error in elementary school, and only people who are good at solving riddles using stream of consciousness would tell it. Now that the person who issued the task was here, he was too lazy to guess and just asked directly.

The man was still walking towards him, his voice becoming more erratic as he spoke: "She is being eaten, along with my lost heart and the key. You have to be quicker, or else... she will be eaten, all of her!"

As the man spoke, his tone suddenly rose and his body leaned forward, and they pounced.

Song Yi was prepared. The moment the man's body tilted, he had already reacted and jumped to the other side, but he still miscalculated. The strong smell hit his nose, and his body swayed slightly. His right shoulder leaned against the wall for a moment, and then he stopped shaking. He was able to stabilize his body faster and prepare for the next dodge.

He asked again: "If you are being controlled, just wave your hands. If you don't want the heart so badly, just jump!"

The man raised his head and laughed out loud. Instead of responding to him, he moved even faster, stretched out his hand towards them, trying to make physical contact, and even adjusted his direction to actively block their way.

The situation is worse than before. Originally, they had plenty of chances to just launch an attack. Now, they are being stopped from getting closer to the room, with the time limit vague... Song Yi blinked, thoughts jumping around in his head, and another idea came to him.

The spaciousness of the corridor is relative. If a fight breaks out in it, one does not want physical contact and should rely more on avoidance. This makes the corridor seem even narrower. The distance between Song Yi and Yun Su is shortened, and in the tense and exciting environment, he finds it difficult to control his mouth.

Song Yi complained: “Speaking of fighting…I don’t dare to get close at all, brother, have you ever heard of a word?”

After he finished speaking, he did not reply for two seconds, nor did he feel embarrassed. He laughed twice and said to Yun Su, "The long stick is stained with shit, and Lu Bu is still alive."

The man did not answer. He touched the tip of his nose, and could not think of anything more extreme. Both they and the man needed props, and they were not clear about the situation in the room at this time... Wait, the strong man was inside, which made things even worse. They didn't even know the strong man's name, and they didn't trust him much.

Song Yi added: "Brother Yun Su, we seem to be the bad kids who bully our classmates."

Yun Su glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to bet on the poison in his body?"

Song Yi was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yes, I am a bad kid."

Anyway, he didn't dare to touch it. Song Yi had already judged that the man was not out of self-awareness, but was closer to a state of "being controlled". It seemed that he "had to" set obstacles to their behavior. This was like the spinning horse in the last game. Now it was good to say that he had a common enemy with his teammates, and there was no death crisis between players. If they slowly made progress, there would always be a more perfect way to pass the level.

But after a few seconds, Song Yi gave up the idea. The rustling sound sounded again, and the spiders moved again, but did not appear in front of them. All they could see was still the man in front of them. The other party seemed to have been stacked with a buff. His speed of movement increased, and he suddenly came in front of them. With a support of his cane, he pushed his body forward and suddenly appeared in front of Song Yi.

Song Yi took a step back and leaned back at the same time. The stabbing fingertips passed in front of him. The crisis came too quickly. The alarm sirens in his mind were ringing. He had no time to think any more. Song Yi turned around and took a step to avoid the next attack. He immediately jumped forward and crashed into the door. He turned slightly to the side and directly pushed the door open with his body. He staggered into the room and shouted:

"Brother! Show mercy!"

He was just shouting, not really expecting anything. After coming in, Song Yi turned around and raised his right leg. His movement was a little sudden. Yun Su followed closely behind. Even though he reacted in time, Song Yi was blocking the door and had grasped the necessary passage in advance. Yun Su had just turned sideways when his flying kick arrived and kicked Yun Su's leg.

Song Yi took this opportunity to stabilize his body and stand firmly on the ground. Yun Su took a step back and stretched his hand backwards, summoning the long sword again, holding it horizontally behind him, just enough to hit both ends of the door frame, stopping his retreat and at the same time knocking away the approaching man.

When he saw this, he said confidently, "Oh, you put away and put away the knife at any time, just like a magic trick."

Impolite words appeared again. Song Yi spoke a lot today, but the people who heard him speak... or perhaps other lives, still had normal expressions and did not react much, leaving his guess floating in the air, with no definite answer.

Song Yi retracted his gaze and walked into the house while observing the surrounding scene. The moment he rushed in, the surging thoughts in his brain had calmed down. Now he wanted to sigh, "This immersive script-killing game is awesome." Compared with the previous modeling, it is obvious that some thought has been put into it. The style of the interior architecture is unified with that outside the door, still in European style, and the furnishings are more in modern style, like the alchemist's room in film and television works.

When he saw the scene, he more or less understood what the spiders meant when they said "this is a laboratory, not a potion room". The equipment in the room was not sophisticated enough, but in the eyes of a layman like Song Yi, it seemed complete enough.

Thinking of this, the clues combined in his mind, Song Yi shuddered, and began to worry about the strong man's safety. They had been in for half a minute, and there was no sound. Could it be...

His eyes passed the operating table and turned to the other place. He looked and thought, this place is clean enough, there are no remaining spiders, and no dirt. Then Song Yi's gaze stopped, and he saw the strong man. The man was lying on the window frame, wriggling in a twisted posture, shaking abstractly like an octopus.

What was even more strange was this window. Song Yi could see no trees outside through it. Through the glass, he could see large fish, which looked a bit like whales, but not exactly. When he searched his memory, the most similar scene was the scene in the game.

Song Yi complained: "Noah's Ark, did you borrow the model from Yuan■? This one looks like a pet of a certain master."

Noah's Ark was as silent as ever, but Yun Su suddenly smiled. His cold brows softened and he actually looked peaceful, which was different from his previous cool guy image.

Song Yi turned his head and asked, "Do you understand?"

His mind was filled with thoughts. Here and his hometown were parallel worlds, so they must have something in common. Yunsu might be his fellow villager. Should he put aside some of his doubts and be better brothers?

But Yun Su shook his head, looked at him and said, "It's a good thing for you to relax."

Song Yi didn't expect that was a good thing. He just shrugged and continued to observe the room. When he stopped again, the corners of his lips twitched slightly. He didn't speak, but when he saw the arm on the ground, his brain automatically jumped to the sound of his shouting not long ago. At the same time, he complained in his heart.

It’s bad, I really left him a trick!