Help, I've become a paper man

Yan Changyue left decisively, leaving the other two behind. However, since things had come to this point, there was nothing more to say. After looking at each other, they walked away in different directions in silence.

There are only four groups of players left on the field. The Stardust can still be divided into twos. On the other hand, the humans who play the "ghosts" have lost trust in each other at this time and can only act separately to ensure the greatest safety, but it is not absolute.

Ling Zhi walked forward, and at the next corner, he smoothly changed direction and approached Yan Changyue's position.

But unlike another person's guess, she did not cooperate with Yan Changyue, nor did she go to reunite. She was just looking for an answer. As she moved forward, she became more and more convinced that this was part of the copy.

The Stardust and humans were deliberately left without communication, creating a situation where each fought on its own. However, humans and Stardust happened to be meant to be a team, and even among the few who had a bad relationship, they unknowingly formed a situation where they complemented each other.

When Ling Zhi thought of this, she paused briefly, and after taking two steps forward, she looked at the figure in front of her, stopped, and spoke out what was in her mind.

"You did it on purpose, eating the weak first and then facing the strong." As she said this, she couldn't help but sigh and advised, "Yan Changyue, stop."

The answer she got was laughter, which followed the man's turning around and gently fell into the air. Combined with the dim light, it didn't seem gentle, but instead made the man look eerie.

Yan Changyue said: "This is too much. They are not weak to be accused like this. They are just unable to accept the reality and cannot survive on their own."

"Similarly, blindly trusting your 'companion' when there is a conflict of interest is, to some extent, a manifestation of arrogance."

"They might be a little sad to be kicked out by me, but they won't really die here, so it can be considered a gift to them."

“You have to learn to protect yourself.”

As he spoke, his voice became softer, and at the end of his words, the ending tone rose slightly, and he even laughed out loud, with undisguised joy in his voice.

Ling Zhi looked at him, sighed again, and said, "Don't change the subject. You did it on purpose. What do you want to gain by ending the game this way?"

Yan Changyue did not answer, but continued: "But as for the latter item, you guessed it right. The strong ones must stay first and wait until this time before facing it."

"We are not enemies." Ling Zhi said immediately. As she spoke, she reached out her hand to Yan Changyue and wanted to hook her shoulders like she did before.

But Yan Changyue also raised her hand, pointed her fingertips at her wrist, and explained with a smile:

"I mean, if we start a fight, the others will take advantage, and I don't like it, but it doesn't matter now, no matter who dies."

Ling Zhi was slightly stunned, and continued with his words: "...our Stardust will take action to 'retaliate' against the rest."

Yan Changyue was still smiling, her eyes full of encouragement, and she nodded affirmatively: "Other than that, I will win."

Ling Zhi did not rush to deny it, but did not give any other answer. They fell into silence, both sides withdrew their hands and looked at each other. The conflict stopped where it was and did not continue, and the atmosphere did not ease.

At the same time, on the other side, Song Yi sat at the table and listened to Sui Yuesheng telling a story. He had just finished talking about Xi Yuan's efforts, from fighting alone to having like-minded friends, which was full of sunshine and love, but the story also took a turn at this time.

Sui Yuesheng said: "Some of them became members of Chenxing after she left, and some were even core founders."

Song Yi asked: "Is this Xi Yuan's point of view?"

Sui Yuesheng shook his head, but replied: "I don't know, you should have heard that Xi Yuan was recognized as the number one at the time. Such a competition was held and she won the championship at that time..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, paying attention to Song Yi's expression, and said slowly:

"In that competition, Yan Changyue was her temporary partner. After winning, the two of them accepted an invitation and entered a large-scale dungeon, where Xi Yuan disappeared."

"Ling Zhi and Jasmine were also there at the time. The three of you are close friends, dating back to your fathers. You are natural allies, but because of this... there were a lot of rumors circulating, saying bad things."

"But in reality, no one knows what happened except the people involved. There were very few people who survived and were considered healthy at the time, and even if there were, they were unwilling to come forward to explain."

"In this way, the news was passed on again and again, and there were many versions. It gradually changed. I have no idea what the specific facts are."

Song Yi blinked but didn't respond. He always felt something was wrong, as if there was some hidden meaning in Sui Yuesheng's words. No matter how he tasted it, it tasted strange.

Then, silence fell over this side as well. Ling Zhi had recovered from her shock and walked towards Yan Changyue. As she took her first steps, she asked seriously:

"Do you still hate me?"

Yan Changyue was stunned for a rare moment, the corners of her lips slowly rose, revealing a gentle smile, and said lightly:

"I forgot about it a long time ago. After all, life is tiring and I am always busy. I don't have time to reminisce."

This one sentence made Ling Zhi stop. They stood face to face, each other reflected in each other's eyes, and they could also see themselves clearly in each other's eyes. This was an intimate distance, but the atmosphere was more tense, with a hint of murderous aura spreading between the two.

Ling Zhi closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her gaze became more determined, but she asked seriously again:

"What do you want? If you keep me here, what do you need me to do?"

Their relationship reversed at this moment. It was no longer Ling Zhi who dragged Yan Changyue back to work for him even when she was on vacation. Nor was it that Ling Zhi just made a few jokes and asked Moli to take Song Yi out to play when both of them were busy in order to get resources.

Now the request came with a sigh, just like the outstretched hand, suspended in the air, not forcefully moving forward.

Ling Zhi added: "Uncle is a member of the camp, you are his flesh and blood. I was not strong enough at that time, so he..."

"Sister." Yan Changyue interrupted her, the corners of his lips curled up, and his expression became brighter. For a moment, he looked more like Yan Zhichun, with publicity and arrogance, and his voice was also light, saying:

"Almost. I don't like to hear about the past, especially when you had no choice. But other than that, we can still talk about the part about 'remuneration'."

"And this time, what I need is... Sister, please die."

As Yan Changyue spoke, Ling Zhi began to move. Instead of moving forward, he retreated step by step, and his eyes began to go blank.

At the same time, she took out a short knife. Judging from the style, it was the same as the one Song Yi was using, and seemed to be made in the same batch.

The next moment, she raised her hand and slightly raised her chin, the blade touching it, leaving marks easily, deeper marks... on the woman's neck, and also sprayed on the ground.

Even though Yan Changyue controlled the distance, a few drops still splashed on his face. He wiped them off with his fingertips, slowly lowered his eyes, and his dark eyelashes fell, covering his light blue eyes.

"Thanks, sister, my father will thank you." Yan Changyue said, her tone still gentle and casual.