Help, I've become a paper man

What he said was well-reasoned and even if his correctness was not certain yet, it was enough to change the opinion of many students like him and make them look at him in surprise. However, it was not to the level of admiration, and there was no need to have the chance to accumulate that.

After Song Yi finished speaking, he felt refreshed, like a kindergarten kid. He bowed to the tall and thin man, then turned sideways and bowed to Xuanyunduo, saying things like "Thank you all for your support."

Xuanyunduo endured it again and again, and finally didn't kick him. He just gritted his teeth and said, "Don't get crazy."

"Okay." Song Yi responded, and stood up smoothly. He sounded a little disappointed, but fortunately he did not continue the performance. Instead, he looked at the man and continued:

"What do you want us to know? Or tell you?"

The man stopped laughing, stood up slowly, and faced Song Yi again. There was no expression on his face, but he seemed somewhat relaxed.

Song Yi said: "Let me make it clear first, don't be a riddle teller, and don't perform."

The atmosphere that had just been revealed disappeared in an instant, and the man no longer maintained his inscrutable image and fired back, "Impolite brat."

There was a competitive atmosphere between the two of them for a while, and what the butler did not say was spoken by this person today.

Xuanyunduo took a deep breath, but couldn't figure out where Song Yi got his ability from. No matter who talked to him, they would end up in this childish confrontation.

She reminded: "If they are still alive and the ceremony is going on, we don't have much time left."

The man snorted, trying to regain the demeanor of a mature man. He consciously controlled his tone and spoke in a pinched tone: "It is indeed 'time is running out'. You are too late. The ritual has been half successful. Now, the lucky one should be in the water, waiting for the second half of the ritual. Even if you try to stop it now, it will be futile and will only cost your life. It is better to leave the village with me."

After listening, Song Yi asked: "Will you protect our safety?"

Tormented by his unreliable remarks, the man did not answer immediately, but subconsciously asked: "You want to leave?"

Song Yi did not answer him directly, but turned his head and looked at Xuan Duoduo who was walking beside him, and asked first: "Is there a place you want to see?"

He didn't explain in detail, but Xuanyunduo could understand that he was referring to what she had just said, that in the plot that she could see with her ability, the battle in the water was not a fair fight, at least in the clip she saw.

She bit her lower lip and answered sincerely, "We may not win, but I want to pass."

Song Yi understood what she meant and looked at the man again. Instead of answering the man's previous question, he asked the man a question.

He asked, "Is there anyone else in the village?"

The man said, "The natives will not wake up again until this round of games is over."

Song Yi asked again: "Will the props and decorations in the village disappear?"

The man did not speak. Under his gaze, he shook his head, looked behind him, slowly smiled, and when he spoke again, he was tinged with a hint of madness. He said, "Go, die, all of you die, you all deserve to die," and turned and left, staggering with a swaying figure, as if he was drunk, or as if there was some problem with his body that affected the balance of his actions.

Their eyes followed the man. In just half a minute, the man's figure had disappeared into the darkness. Song Yixian turned around and walked towards the village, saying in a calm tone:

"Come on, let's set off."

Xuanyunduo followed him and said, "I don't have to drag you along on this adventure. It's just that there are only two ways to leave the dungeon: escape or win. If you can't complete the dungeon, you can still escape through some means, but I didn't see that part, so..."

Her voice became softer and softer, and the last tone sounded like a sigh. Song Yi didn't care about it. He originally wanted to go down and take a look, so he picked up the girl's words and said casually: "So you can't play the xth personality at night."

This time, Xuanyunduo did not ask any questions and completely learned how to get along with him, skipping over words that they did not understand. They walked on the small path in the village. The street lights were still on and every household had their lights on, but there was no one inside, as if they were still waiting for the person who had not returned home, or as if souls were floating on the tombstones.

Song Yi broke the silence and said, "We are going. I'm afraid he will die."

Xuanyunduo's eyes widened for a moment. She understood what he meant, but became even more confused.

Let’s not talk about the fact that Duan and Song Yi have no friendship. If we must talk about the brief acquaintance, it was also about the enmity and the worry about the other’s death… But the next moment, Xuanyunduo figured out the key. She clapped her hands lightly and said, “He didn’t tell us the real clues in the village.”

Song Yi said: "Yes, he has more clues than these. If he dies, we will be stuck."

While talking, they had returned to the ancestral hall, but the originally conspicuous building was no longer there, leaving only ruins. They walked around the fragments of bricks and wood, but did not find any human remains. They were not sure in what sense the tall and thin man meant by "awakening". Song Yi was still in the mood to talk nonsense, and when he said "It's normal if there is no awakening, after all, it's high temperature", he was kicked in the calf by Xuanyunduo. After the two became familiar with each other, Xuanyunduo "kicked" more and more, but controlled the severity.

Song Yi couldn't help but be curious and asked, "By the way, what type of life form are you?"

The words were so serious that Xuanyunduo's movements became stiff. After taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth and said, "You really are the eldest master. Hasn't anyone ever told you that form is very important and related to your beast form and the field you are good at?"

Song Yi laughed twice. It was difficult to answer this question. He knew something, but not much. For example, he just knew about the animal form, which was still a little novel to him. He complained in his heart while searching through the garbage on the ground.

It turns out that this is not an escape game, nor is it a supernatural version of "Personal Computer". It is a parent-child program between animals and their owners. Maybe one day Noah's Ark will really call Yan Changyu "Song Yi's parent".

He was fantasizing in his mind, using nonsense to offset the ineffectiveness of repetitive work, and looking for the lottery tube seriously. However, his silence at this time caused some innocent children to misunderstand him. Xuanyunduo struggled for a while, repeatedly comparing the credibility of Song Yi and the importance of his own information. When Song Yi finally found the target, raised it and announced loudly, "Look what I found, ding ding ding", at the end of the "ding", there was a girl's soft voice, saying softly:

"I am an H-type life form."

The two voices overlapped, and the trust in her words was shattered by the stupid ending tone. The two looked at each other again. Under the bright light, Song Yi suddenly felt "guilty" and his smile seemed awkward. As for Xuanyunduo, she sneered at him, jumped up, took a stick from the stick tube, and left without looking back. Her movements were so quick that only the sound remained.

"See you in the water."