Help, I've become a paper man

Song Yi supported his left hand on the ground, and used his palm to push up his upper body, but only his upper body. The next second, he fell to the side, and while rolling, he pulled out the dagger at his waist, and thrust it upwards, facing the long creature that was rushing towards him.

It was a snake with a human face. The impact was so strong that it pressed Song Yi back to the ground. His left shoulder was pressed against the ground and he was dragged back more than ten centimeters before he stopped. His thin coat was torn and his cotton inner wear was of little use. The smell of blood instantly surged up and he wanted to breathe in pain.

But his hand reflexively clenched the dagger, his teeth were still clenched tightly, and the slanted blade was firmly pressed against the snake's "jaw". This thing had no Adam's apple, and what was pressing on the dagger were protruding scales, like a snake with exploded scales, staring at him with a pair of vertical pupils.

He looked at him, and when he felt the pain and pressure on his wrist, the corners of his lips slowly rose into a smile.

"What are you?" he asked.

The snake replied: "R-lifeforms greet you, No. 72, you have violated the rules."

……

Song Yi was shocked for a moment. The answer he got contained a lot of information, not just because he didn't understand, but mainly... He originally didn't think he would receive a response, but at this moment, looking at the forked tongue sticking out in front of him, he could also feel the temperature of the liquid dripping from the tip of his tongue through the leather. Not only did he get goose bumps on his body, but he also suddenly felt strong again. He exerted force, sat up from the ground, and threw away the thing that was swinging its tail and trying to wrap around him.

The tail fell to the ground, drawing an arc on the ground, and without waiting for it to rush over again, Song Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, leaned forward, and the toe of his left foot touched the ground, drawing a line almost synchronously with the snake's tail. The snake was accumulating strength, and he was adjusting his posture. In the next moment, as he stood up, he not only took a step forward, but also took the lead in punching.

The snake's head dodged to the side, and its overly soft body went around to the other side, like a piece of cloth swaying in the wind, avoiding Song Yi's next punch and coming up quickly and lightly.

But Song Yi still held the dagger, and when his punch was avoided, he immediately retracted his fist, and as he retracted his arm, he lowered his body, letting the blade follow the curve of the snake's tail, forcing the approaching snake back a little, maintaining a distance between them. Rather than saying that he was tough, it was better to say that it was the snake's avoidance. This snake was different from the two just now, and it was more like testing, maintaining a position not too far away, staring at Song Yi closely, its body shaking slightly, as if it was ready to pounce on him and tear him to pieces at any time.

He did not feel fear, but was wrapped in waves of chills. The noise around him became closer, as if they were surrounded by a herd of beasts and were fighting under the gaze of many eyes.

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

"Twenty-four minutes left until erasure."

Song Yi clenched the dagger and asked, "What rule did I break?"

The snake shook its head and didn't say anything. It just slightly arched its back and swooped down amid the increasingly noisy footsteps, opening its mouth wide and its fangs shining with cold light heading straight for Song Yi's neck.

Song Yi raised his hand, blocked the fangs with the blade, and stepped on the snake's tail that was wrapped around him, creating a stalemate for a moment, but the scene only lasted for a moment. Heads popped out from all around, with similar looks and almost identical facial features, covering the area. In the dim unfinished building, it was creepy.

His wrist couldn't help but tremble. His other hand loosened the dagger. A second before the teeth knocked away the blade, he grabbed the snake's neck first. The deflected dagger pierced between the scales on the snake's face. Light green blood splashed on his face. He didn't avoid it this time. Instead, he moved closer and asked:

"How do I bind the life form and undo the erasure?"

"Run away," the snake said, its lidless eye moving away from him and slowly turning into the distance, "First place is the prey."

Song Yi asked: "Don't be a riddle man, where is the life form? How to bind it?"

The snake replied, "Find someone who is willing to give his life for you."

To sum up the key point in one sentence, there is indeed no riddle man, but it seems like he didn't say it. Song Yi took a breath, turned the dagger, and was about to pull it out when the snake's head suddenly popped out. Completely subconsciously, he stabbed the dagger into the snake's open mouth. The snake's voice was blurred in the air, as if it was shouting "072", or simply emitting meaningless characters.

There was no time to think about it. The things around him moved closer. Some climbed in through the window, some ran up the stairs, and some crawled along the wall. Compared to humans, they looked more like animals with human faces. They opened their eyes that looked similar to human faces and stared at him straight, as if they were looking at "prey".

Song Yi thought of what the snake had just said, the first place is the prey, he is the first place? These things want to kill him to become the first place?

Thinking of this, he drew out his dagger, moved his shoulders slightly, took a step to the side, and after getting close to the wall, he stared at the "people" rushing towards him on both sides and in front of him, taking a defensive posture.

The first thing that jumped on him was a human, or a monkey. It was too close to a human, so he couldn't attack it at the first time. The guy hugged his waist, and his strength was not human-like. He lifted him up and wanted to throw him down. In a hurry, he stepped on the wall, kicked hard, and threw himself at the monkey. The dagger pierced the opponent's neck. The hand holding him loosened, and he fell from a high place, stepping on the monster that jumped on him. He didn't have time to see what it was, but felt his feet slip, and the twisting scales threw him to the side.

Song Yi grabbed the monster in front of him to rest his strength, but lost the chance to escape for a while and was stopped by the crowd. The monsters, who were red-eyed with killing, did not chase him, but fought each other instead. The chase turned into a big melee. They killed anyone who blocked their way and tore apart anyone who hindered their movement. Compared to a battle, it was more like a fight between beasts, with a taste of madness, and they attacked each other without regard for the consequences.

He kept waving his dagger in the crowd, cutting through the crowd like pushing away the waves, and moving towards the window. Although he tried his best to avoid it, he kept getting new wounds, blood soaked the cloth on his body, and his breathing became heavier. In his restricted breathing, he felt the coolness on his neck, and his pulse touched the cold metal. Song Yi had a moment of clarity, and then he noticed that he was wearing a collar.

The other "people" around were also wearing them, emitting a faint light around their necks. They came from the same place.

This realization caused him to be distracted for a moment, and a hound-like creature pounced on him, and as Song Yi stepped towards the window, it pounced on him. He quickly came to his senses and raised his foot to kick it away, but the creature simply bit his leg, causing him to stagger for a moment and lean against the window. He was unable to flip over for a while, but this attracted the attention of the surrounding monsters.

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

"Twenty minutes left until eradication."

"Shut up." Song Yi gritted his teeth, lowered his hand and stabbed the dagger downwards. The blade pierced the hound's eyes. The teeth that were clenched on his calf loosened and he was kicked aside. The other eyes were still staring at him, and the air was quiet for a moment.

He laughed, swung the dagger, and moved back amid the splatter of blood, sitting on the windowsill and saying, "Good evening."

The crowd that was about to rush over paused briefly, as if they were thinking about his words, or as if they thought he was going to attack and were on guard, but he suddenly leaned back and fell backwards.

Jumped again.