Help, I've become a paper man

The new sky is slightly brighter, and its color is close to orange. If it had not appeared here, it could be said to have "a taste of dusk". But now that it appears here, it is also tinged with the atmosphere of doomsday.

After all, there was a monster hanging above the sky, its huge body shaking as if it was about to leave its mother's womb. It was making its last struggle, and before it was completely "born", it met the stabbing tip of the gun. This process did not last long, and soon, they shattered, and flesh and blood sprinkled like a torrential rain.

Below it, there are two clear divisions. On one side are people and stardust who are ready for battle, and on the other side are the little monsters who are slowly approaching.

Of course, the "smallness" of this little monster is only compared to the monster above it. Their size is still a problem for humans. Even the shortest one is two to three times the size of an adult man.

In this situation, most people would find it difficult to defend themselves once they confront it. Even with excellent jumping ability, it is not easy to attack the vital points.

"This is a tough battle." Sui Yuesheng said, his last tone a little vague. In this environment, it was also tinged with the atmosphere of war, and out of thin air it had a sense of age.

Song Yi did not answer. Before the fight began, he raised his head again to look for the person above him.

Sui Yuesheng said again: "You shouldn't have come."

Song Yi tilted his head slightly, and as soon as his eyes glanced over, his eyes paused. He originally wanted to complain, "You are the ones who were sent from the sky, I have been here from the beginning", but when his eyes met the other person, the words melted on the tip of his tongue.

It had only been a few hours since they said goodbye, but Sui Yuesheng had changed a lot, and not just because of the injuries on his body. Even though he looked a little disheveled, he was still a heroic, battle-damaged version of himself. The key was his aura.

Different from his previous gentleness and toughness, Sui Yuesheng was now sharper, like a sword drawn from its sheath, and even the edge of the sword was shining coldly.

He looked like he was going to kill someone if they didn't agree with him. If Sui Yuesheng had gone out like this some time ago, before they entered the finals, no one would have dared to bully him no matter what part-time job he found. But now...

Thinking of this, Song Yi was slightly distracted and looked at Sui Yuesheng again. He felt that if such an attitude appeared in the comics, it would be very bad!

The stronger and more handsome, the easier it is to be attacked! Especially the battle-damaged version!

Song Yi shook his head and looked at Mu Yun again. This boy looked more like a silly boy, staring straight ahead. Now the new sword was in Sui Yuesheng's hand, and Mu Yun was holding the old sword.

It has a strong presence in the comics. In the first chapter, it appears with the protagonist. It is the "companion" who stays by Sui Yuesheng's side when he is isolated and helpless. Not to mention that in the following time, it also accompanies the protagonist group.

If it weren't for Song Yi's gift, the protagonist's family would not have a new sword. According to Sui Yuesheng's personality, he should have earned enough materials by now and might have upgraded it. At least it wouldn't be like it is now, although there is no rust or dirt, but there are many scratches.

Song Yi felt inexplicably guilty. He touched the tip of his nose, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and continued to complain in his heart: It is true that it has not cracked now, but it is probably doomed to fight with these things, but it can't be blamed entirely on him.

"Your money can be of great use." Song Yi turned his head and suddenly said to Sui Yuesheng.

Sui Yuesheng was stunned, not sure what he wanted to say, but it was not the first day they had been together, so Sui Yuesheng was more or less used to the way he spoke, so he asked directly:

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Song Yi shook his head and said, "If you need money, you can also contact me and I will... think of a way."

He originally wanted to be a little more arrogant and directly express his intention of "come to me if you need anything". As he said this, the chaos behind him jumped out: the camp made of collapsed objects, the repeatedly used carts, the limited medicines...

The money was earned by Yan Changyue, and Yan Changyue was also of great use. He did make a little money when he cooperated with Sui Yuesheng last time, but compared with this, it was really nothing.

The more he knew, the less courage he had to joke. He could no longer laugh and say like before that he was raised by Yan Changyue and that Yan Changyue would not care even if he spent a little money on her.

We are really poor. I will go to the dungeon and work hard after I settle down, Song Yi thought.

He didn't say anything else, but just looked at Sui Yuesheng. The other party had guessed the meaning from his reaction and didn't explain it to him in detail. Instead, he cooperated. However, Song Yi thought that Sui Yuesheng would not ask him for help unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, he saw more toughness on that face, even though it was dirty now. When treating his friend, Sui Yuesheng's smile was full of gentleness, but the intuition of Stardust was at work, and Song Yi knew inexplicably that there was a distance between him and Sui Yuesheng.

This was very strange, but before Song Yi could ask, a strange voice sounded, smiling and saying: "Little brother, when it's safe, you can contact me if you need anything."

After he finished speaking, someone else took over the conversation, one after another, some said, "I don't have much money, I can help you with a small order", and some said, "Go find me, I have money, you can teach my son when you are free, I will pay your tutoring fee"...

Many voices mixed together, one after another, creating a lively atmosphere and a bit of warmth in the terrifying atmosphere.

Sui Yuesheng also responded with a smile and became the protagonist of the crowd again. When Song Yi wanted to say something else, it was too late to delve into it.

While they were talking, the little monster came closer. Compared to social relationships, there were more important things to deal with. Sui Yuesheng had already drawn his sword, and Mu Yun didn't follow closely. Seeing these two do this, the others followed suit, and Song Yi naturally did not lag behind.

In the last second, they were still talking about money, and in the next moment, everyone was holding their weapons and actively facing the oncoming group of monsters.

In the dim light, no one knew who roared first, and the others followed suit. Amid crisp clashes, weapons struck the little monster, marking the beginning of a battle.

It was no longer the situation like Yan Changyue's, where one was fighting against many and it was like a heroic battle song. It was another situation here. A large number of people moved forward to face a more powerful monster. Before Song Yi started to swing, he saw blood splattering and landing on his arm.

So much so that in the following time, every time he swung the knife, he could not confirm whether the liquid falling on him came from humans or the monster they were fighting against.

The auras mixed together, and they fought in a ball. People relied on each other, and monsters pushed each other. Just looking at the center of the battlefield, it was like the sentence "War is like..." If Song Yilai were to fill in the blanks, he would say it was like a washing machine.

Everyone among them was entangled in it when the battle started, and could not get rid of it for a while. They could only keep swinging their swords and continue fighting.

If someone fell down, the others would not come up. The defense line built with flesh and blood did not collapse even though it was shaky under the attack of the little monster.

Until someone shouted "Yan Changyue", and a few seconds later, the others reacted and became restless.

Song Yi came to his senses. He thought that this chaos might cause some people to retreat, but on the contrary, everyone became more enthusiastic and rushed towards the little monster almost recklessly.

It doesn't seem like a fight to the death, but more like a rush to buy things. The enthusiasm is so frightening.

Song Yi couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Are you crazy fans of Boss Yan?"

No one responded to his words. At the same time, on the other side, Yan Changyue had already landed and was protecting the remaining humans, letting the old and weak go first, and had begun to advance the retreat.

Song Yi felt bitter during the fight, but when he caught a glimpse of the scene from the corner of his eye, he felt his blood boiling. It was an emotion of "the continuation of humanity" that surged in his body, but due to the limitations of his memory, he was unable to comprehend it for a moment and only felt his heart beating faster.

"Are we retreating too?" Song Yi asked.

Although they stood in front and blocked the small monsters on the ground, most of them were also human. In this war, human power was indispensable, but it could not play a key role. In addition, some people were injured...

It was unavoidable before, but now someone has left first. According to him, at least let the injured go first. But before Sui Yuesheng could answer, another hoarse voice sounded, growling "No" and simply rejecting the proposal.

Song Yi took a look and was a little angry at first, but when he saw the blood on the woman's body, he softened his tone and explained: "Sister, what I mean is that the injured should go first, and you can go."

He tried to comfort the other party by mentioning the injury and persuade the injured to retreat, but the result was the opposite. The woman did not accept it and spoke in a more blunt tone, saying:

"That's it! No! If we want to retreat, we must retreat together!"