Help, I've become a paper man

The next morning, with the help of the Noah's Ark alarm clock, Song Yi rolled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. After he had tidied himself and changed his clothes, he remembered the arrangement of the game. His match was in the afternoon, so there was no need to get up so early.

Song Yi said: "I am really going to be angry this time."

Noah's Ark didn't explain and directly played the video to prove his innocence.

The "alarm clock" is not calling you to wake up, but saying: "The names of today's opponents have been decoded. Players who need it can go to their mailbox and check the last email."

Song Yi was silent for a few seconds and said, "Haha, when you speak human language, you act quite like a human being."

Then he opened his mailbox and sat on the sofa to look through the emails. A mosaic disappeared and he wanted to find his name from the dense text. The easiest way was to choose a time and go straight to 2:30 in the afternoon, but there were many participants. He flipped through it for a minute before he found his own game.

The opponent's name appeared in front of him. He touched his eyelids and looked again before he was able to confirm that his opponent was called "Liu Ruyan". It was an unfamiliar name, but why did it look so familiar?

Song Yi thought about it for two seconds, but couldn't think of anything. He gave up thinking decisively and said, "Wake me up at twelve o'clock." He fell down and fell asleep, making up for his sleep until lunch time. Noah's Ark ignored him, and it was the housekeeper who provided the wake-up service by knocking on the door and picked him up to eat lunch.

He was touched and said, "Uncle, you still care about me."

The housekeeper said: "The master's prediction is really accurate."

This one sentence made Song Yi shut up. He finished his meal obediently, quickly poked Noah's Ark, and entered the new map of the game.

It was just past one in the afternoon when the transmission was completed. The scene in front of him changed. A cement floor the size of a basketball court appeared out of thin air. With this place as the center, water ripples and air waves spread out in all directions, and the places they passed were covered by new scenes. After a few seconds, as if the data had been loaded, Song Yi felt a slight shake, and the scene in front of him changed completely. It was a brand new training ground. He refreshed outside the field, with a clean bench at hand and he could even smell the scent of grass when he breathed.

Before his opponent appeared on the stage, Song Yi circled around half a circle and tried to step onto the stage. Unfortunately, there was a circle of air wall around him, and he could not get any closer after reaching a certain distance.

He gave up for the moment and went back to the bench, turning on the system as he sat down. There were still forty minutes left before the start time, and he tried to kill time by reviewing comics. The moment he clicked on it, a prompt saying "Not Available" popped up.

Song Yi had no choice but to turn it off and began to organize his skills. The weapons in Infinite Firepower were in a mess, especially after use. Some guns had no bullets, and some were simply damaged. He first picked out the models he usually used, and then chose the best from them, putting the ones with sufficient ammunition in the front, and then piled the broken ones in the corner, and put the usable ones in the middle.

Such a sorting out is also a huge project. Even if there is plenty of time left, it will still be very mentally draining.

He asked: "Brother System, when will the system be updated? I want the one-click organization function."

"Personal talent is affected by the level of stardust. If you feel that your ability is insufficient, instead of making a wish here, you should work harder to improve yourself."

Noah's Ark responded immediately, and it seemed that he responded faster than usual, but Song Yi felt that it would be better not to reply. Apart from expressing sarcasm, it had no real meaning. He was too lazy to argue with Noah's Ark, so he changed the magazine of his gun and sorted out the remaining bullets.

There are two developments for people who do storage. One is to treat it as a leisure game and feel happy from it. The other is to treat it as a work, and just barely get through it but become more and more irritated until the moment they can no longer bear it and then explode.

Song Yi was the latter, but the game was one step ahead of him, and his bad mood arrived earlier than his. He just felt a little sleepy and roughly pushed the bullet of the same kind to the side. A loud bell rang in his ears, and his eyes immediately blurred. He was teleported in a shaking short distance and was thrown directly onto the ring.

From sitting to standing, this refresh did not care about life or death. He quickly steadied his body, held back the swear words that were on the tip of his tongue, and took out a gun. He looked at the opponent standing on the other side, and the word "fuck" still slipped out of his tongue and rang in the air.

His body was swaying, with one foot on the ground and the other leg slightly raised, his upper body leaning back, looking exactly like a drunk concubine. He turned his head towards Song Yi, revealing the face of an uncle.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person will be his opponent, the man named Liu Ruyan on the list?

Song Yi's irritability was instantly cleared, leaving only astonishment and confusion, as if his subconscious was saying "the name doesn't match the person", even though his memory was blank.

"Who are you?" Song Yi asked.

He was not at all shy and just asked what he thought. The person opposite him was still swaying, turning like a willow in the wind, with his outstretched arms passing through the air. If he had a slender waist or a more normal posture, he would have shown some beauty. But this person was wearing slippers, a hot vest and shorts, which made his protruding belly more prominent. Compared with his own rotation, he looked more like a swaying tumbler.

"My name is Liu Ruyan, and I'm here to meet you..." A rough male voice sounded, and he deliberately spoke in a low voice, which made Song Yi shiver.

He immediately said, "Stop talking. It doesn't match your name."

The man did not speak anymore and stopped moving. He just stared at Song Yi. Tears came and slid down his cheeks, followed by a sob. He did not say a word of condemnation, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Yi expressed it fully.

"Well... you can say something normal." Song Yi said, still with hesitation in his words. He had thought about the situation that would arise, but obviously he had not thought it through enough, and soon, he paid the price for it.

Liu Ruyan wiped her tears with the back of her hand and looked at him again, her eyes were completely misty with tears, which gave Song Yi goose bumps all over his body. Before the duel began, he couldn't help but take two steps back. Liu Ruyan took the opportunity to move forward, touching the ground with her toes, showing a lightness that was inconsistent with her body size. In a blink of an eye, she was in front of Song Yi and pointed at him with her index finger raised.

The aroma came towards him, it was a strong smell of cheap perfume, and the pungent smell made Song Yi's nose suffer. He jumped to the side in time to avoid it and started sneezing uncontrollably.

"Don't you like me?" Liu Ruyan asked, turned around and pounced on Song Yi again.

It's really scary! There is definitely something wrong with this person! Song Yi shouted in his heart, not cursing, nor blaming the person in front of him, but because at this moment, his actions continued, and the muzzle of the gun was also pointed at the other party, but there was a brief trance in front of him. He had an illusion for a moment, as if the other party's hungry tiger-like behavior was a delicate girl, who was dragging the falling flowers with a round fan.

Extremely scary!