Help, I've become a paper man

"Boom!"

The sound of collision continued, calling Song Yi back to his senses. He moved his fingers slightly and pulled the trigger towards the crack in the door. The bullet hit the claw that had penetrated, forcing the intruder to retreat.

The door panel was shaking more obviously, and it was obvious that it would fall down soon and would be difficult to hold up.

Mu Yun suggested: "Shall we go out?"

Song Yi asked: "How do we get out?"

This is indeed a problem. The door is occupied by neutral creatures and is blocked on both sides. It is difficult for outsiders to come in, and they cannot go out either.

After these words were spoken, Mu Yun was helpless. For a moment, they stopped where they were. The noise outside the door continued and the scene was at a stalemate. It seemed that the only way was to wait for the door to be broken, but this was too time-consuming and too uncontrollable.

Song Yi turned his head and looked behind him, and asked, "Brother, are you Du Lin? Is there any solution?"

The other party did not answer, but continued to stare at him. His face became more embarrassed and his lips trembled slightly, but he did not say anything. The first sound was the broadcast.

"Players, please return to the classroom!"

In this broadcast, the prompt tone is still clear, but the volume is reduced by one degree, giving people a feeling of pretending to be tough.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows and asked Du Lin with his mouth: "Is this your boss?"

Du Lin still didn't answer, but the corners of his lips began to rise, revealing a smile. At the same time, the radio sounded again.

"Classroom 401 needs support! If students help the teacher, they can get extra points in the monthly exam!"

While Song Yi was confused, the message was repeated three times in a row. Even Du Lin started moving along with the broadcast and walked to Song Yi's side.

He subconsciously asked, "Is this considered an exam? What kind of school are you from?"

Du Lin replied: "It's the practical points."

Song Yi nodded as if he suddenly realized something, but the next moment, he realized something was wrong. He took a half step back and stared at Du Lin.

"Du Lin? It's really you. Our reunion happens so quickly." he said.

Du Lin ignored it and just said, "They are coming."

Song Yi asked: "Who?"

Du Lin continued: "You shouldn't have acted separately."

Song Yi asked again: "What do you mean? Is our side more dangerous? Or is their side more dangerous?"

Du Lin replied: "She is dangerous."

Just as Song Yi was about to ask again, the goat grabbed his hand and said calmly, "Don't waste time."

The childish voice and mature words sounded more reliable than Song Yi, which really made the young man ashamed.

Song Yi raised his right hand, but since he was still holding the gun, he couldn't touch it this time. Even though it was embarrassing, he could only rub the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, then turned his head to look at Mu Yun and asked dryly:

"Can you contact Sui Yuesheng and the others?"

Muyun shook his head, took out the handheld mirror, and showed it to them, while explaining, "No reaction."

"Hey."

Song Yigang sighed and heard the overlapping sounds. He turned his head to look and saw the other two also followed suit. Among the four people present, only Mu Yun tensed up.

As expected of the protagonist. Song Yi thought, his hands were also restless, turning the gun finger, and when he glanced at the door, another finger scratched the door panel and reached into the classroom. He sent a "blessing" again and forced it out.

However, what happened next was beyond his expectations. This time the safety was shorter-lived, lasting only a few seconds, and the "return gift" from outside was even more enthusiastic.

Claw marks appeared on the door panel, and spread out in all directions from it, forming the shape of a spider web, which was just a step away from completely cracking.

Song Yi took a breath, turned the gun around and aimed it at the door again. At the same time, the others also took a defensive stance.

"401 classroom request..."

The radio started again, accompanied by the sound of electricity. After a few seconds, the sound was softer when it was played again.

"401 has fallen. Students who are still alive... please protect yourselves."

They didn't have time to lament the fate of others, because the next moment, their surroundings changed.

Cracks appeared in the wall, and beneath the traces of dampness, mottled wall paint was falling off. The pollution was getting worse, the sky was getting darker, and the monsters outside the door were more crowded, rushing over like a tide.

Song Yi took another step forward, stood beside Mu Yun, and blocked the goat behind him.

The war was about to break out, but at this moment, a faint light appeared. Song Yi glanced sideways to see it. It was just a glance at first, but the next moment, he turned his head, and the surprise in his eyes was clearly visible.

This light is really too outrageous!

The handheld mirror emitted a faint light, as if it sensed something and was in the stage of awakening, but this was not the most important thing. The key was... it was hanging around Mu Yun's waist, hanging down slightly, sticking to the base of her thigh.

"No, buddy, you're just going to hang there like this?" Song Yi asked.

Mu Yun didn't understand, so he looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

This is pure stardust.

Song Yi shrugged and didn't answer. Instead, he said, "It looks like it's at work. Do you want to move to another place? Should we contact them first?"

Du Lin said: "I'm not leaving here."

The man's voice was vague and weak, but his tone was firm. Song Yi was confused for a moment before he reacted.

He asked, "Wait, buddy, I didn't say I would take you."

Du Lin didn't answer, and Mu Yun didn't say anything either. Or rather, they didn't have time to chat anymore, and the incident entered the next stage.

The door panel was completely shattered by the impact, and the template scattered and splashed around. The ghost tide rushed into the classroom and attacked them.

First there was the clash of weapons, then there were gunshots. Mu Yun and Song Yi took action together to fight against the incoming ghosts, but because of this hesitation, they lost the chance to evacuate, and it was too late to leave.

If you don't want to die, there is only one way left, and that is to fight.

Song Yi wanted to complain, "I can't stand the battle copy," but before the words left his tongue, he had no time to think about it. There were too many difficulties ahead and the enemies were too enthusiastic. After just a few seconds, he began to rely on instinct to resist with difficulty.

Originally there was a door here, which served as both a barrier and a shield. When they looked out, they could only see a limited amount. Now that there is no door, the scene outside is clearer. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a sea of ​​ghosts.

They were crowded together, flesh and blood piled up together, pushing each other forward. At first glance, apart from the feeling of horror, people felt more disgusted.

Especially for Song Yi and the goat, the impact of this smell was no less than a frontal attack, making Song Yi dizzy and the accuracy of his bullets decreased. At the same time, he pulled the trigger faster.

Anyway, it’s big in size, so it won’t hurt to use it anywhere.

The goat asked, "What's your trump card?"

Song Yi answered casually: "No, my props are auxiliary, to break the illusion, I have already put it on."

But the goat said, "There is more."

Song Yi was about to refute when he suddenly remembered something. There was a piece of paper in his waist bag that he had used in the amusement park, but it didn't work very well, so he didn't use it again.

He said: "Yes, but it is not cracked. I don't know how to use it, so I just treat it as a decoration."

The goat didn't say anything else, but laughed. In the chaotic scene, near the center of the battle, the boy's voice was light and unique...

"Then let's wait for death," said the goat.

At this moment, the three of them plus one ghost were still standing on tiles, but they seemed to be on floating ice, like an isolated island, being beaten forward by the waves of ghosts.