Help, I've become a paper man

The owner asked: "We don't know their names yet, isn't this inappropriate...?"

The man came back to his senses and no longer looked surprised, but everything before him was probably still beyond his expectations. From his hesitant tone and the hand hanging by his neck that did not dare to touch the collar, it was full of respect for and struggle for life.

Song Yi's smile became clearer, and he replied: "I am Song Yi, Yi as in elegant, what about you?"

"Six minutes until eradication."

The world began to become quiet. The advertisements of the shops and the sounds of people disappeared again. The rear end of the car also began to fragment. The surrounding scenes were being pulled into the inner world. The outline of the person in front of him began to blur. Everything in front of him was being peeled away. This feeling was not the first time he had experienced it. Facing this scene again, Song Yi's heartbeat still accelerated uncontrollably. He leaned forward more and pressed his hand down slightly. The blade pierced the skin, leaving a short wound with blood oozing out of it.

Song Yi asked again: "What's your name?"

The person in front of him raised his head, and their eyes met. Song Yigang discovered that this person had a pair of deep blue eyes and long straight black hair, which was loosely tied behind his head, full of ancient style. However, at this moment, the slightly curled ends of his hair, in the gradually fading world, were like fallen feathers, slowly separating from the director and then floating away.

The other person's lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was sighing, and his voice was slow and soft, saying: "Yan Changyue, my name is Yan Changyue."

"Five minutes left until erasure."

Song Yi clenched the dagger, the muscles on his back tensed. He heard a heavy object pressing on the roof, something hitting the top. The hard metal was now as fragile as paper. He could even clearly feel the top of his head sinking. In the clear tearing sound, the metal between them and the monster was slowly peeling off. The car windows were also shattered by the pressure. The flying debris turned into powder in the air, and the moving crowd turned into smoke and dispersed with the wind. His lips slightly opened, and he was about to urge, but before the sound left the tip of his tongue, he saw Yan Changyue's lips raised, and she seemed to be smiling.

He heard Yan Changyue's voice, saying, "I am willing to give my life for you."

The shattered world solidified at this moment.

At this moment, those scattered colors and buildings seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, or as if someone pressed the restore button, and slowly filled them back to their original places. The noise from the outside world came in again, and the noise of the downtown city descended here again.

"Player 072 has been successfully bound and has officially obtained the qualification to participate. Congratulations on your birth."

After the stiff system voice, there was a crisp shattering sound, slight but continuous, one after another, vaguely, it even sounded like rain.

Song Yi's joy came to an abrupt end. While he was rejoicing, he suddenly felt something. He retracted the dagger in his hand, subconsciously turned his head, and looked out of the rear window of the car.

The gray world was slowly being filled with colors. The monster that pounced on it was frozen in the air, and then with the slightest sound, it slowly shattered, and was almost immediately wiped out, gradually disappearing any trace.

He asked in his mind, "What about them?"

There was no answer for a moment.

He asked again: "System, you are still here, right? Where are those people...who are chasing me?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then Song Yi heard the familiar mechanical voice again, ringing in his mind, reporting calmly.

"Please call me "Noah's Ark". Player 072 has qualified for the competition. All defective products in this series have been destroyed and will no longer be produced."

"The system page is loading, welcome to the Borderlands."

Borderlands.

The second time Song Yi heard this word, he felt a chill on his back. Through the silent voice, he felt as if his throat had swallowed ice, and the chill spread throughout his body.

He asked in his mind, "What is the Borderlands?"

Noah's Ark did not answer.

Another voice sounded, it was Yan Changyue, who handed over a tissue and asked, "There are also wet wipes, do you need any?"

Song Yi said: "No need."

Then, he lowered his head and pulled off his wet gloves. The blood on them had soaked the cuffs. He didn't need a clear mirror. As long as he looked up, he could clearly see from the partial face reflected in the rearview mirror that he was not a good guy. He looked bloody and miserable.

But Yan Changyue was extremely determined. She unfolded the tissue and continued to reach forward. This time Song Yi did not refuse.

His mind was still a little blank. As he lowered his head, a transparent liquid fell on his leather gloves, diluting the bloodstain on his arm.

The first reaction of my active mind was to say, stop drooling.

At the same time, he realized that these were tears, and he seemed to be crying.

But what's there to cry about?

Song Yi blinked, and the tears that had welled up in his eyes fell down in big drops. The soft tissue pressed against his cheek. He slowly turned his head along the force of the wipe and met Yan Changyue's gaze again. From the window, it looked more like he buried half of his face in the other's palm.

Just now she was forced to wear a bomb and threatened with a knife. Now she was still facing the murderer. Yan Changyue's expression could be considered gentle. She moved gently and slowly wiped away the tears and stains on Song Yi's cheeks.

The weird atmosphere became even stronger. Song Yi sneezed a little and his face became tense.

Yan Changyue asked again: "Do you want me to get off the car and buy you new clothes?"

Song Yi couldn't help but sneeze. The man who had been a good gentleman just now turned his wrist and covered his face with the tissue to block the follow-up of the sneeze.

For two seconds, they looked at each other and no one spoke. Two seconds later, Song Yi put his hand on Yan Changyue's forearm and, with a little force, pushed his hand and the paper away from his face.

Song Yi said, "Okay, but don't worry, I'll help you remove the one on your neck, otherwise our combination will be too explosive when we enter the mall."

As he spoke, he clenched the dagger again, raised his hand skillfully, and pointed the blade at Yan Changyue's neck.

Yan Changyue subconsciously leaned back and raised his hands in front of his chest, as if in surrender.

"Is this a bomb?" Yan Changyue asked, her voice somewhat awkward. She pushed her hand forward a little more, making a gesture of resistance, and continued, "It's not appropriate to dismantle it like this, right?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows and answered with unusual confidence: "It's okay, I have experience."

It refers to the rough splitting he just did in the inner world, but only heaven and earth knew it, but Yan Changyue did not. So, Yan Changyue put down her hands and stared at him doubtfully.

The dagger pierced the collar again, got stuck in the metal joint, and with a little force, it was pried open.

When Song Yi withdrew his hand, he caught it and brought it back in front of him, and shook it in the palm of his hand.

Unfortunately, this time there was no otherworldly coverage, and no automatic bug repair. The collar was indeed removed, and the red light on it flashed faster.

Yan Changyue leaned back, her shoulders pressed against the car door, her hand already reaching for the door handle, and asked, "Is this all right? Is this all right?"

"It looks like it's going to explode!"

Song Yi also opened his eyes wide, looked at the bomb in his hand in surprise, then looked at Yan Changyue. This look had no soothing power, but instead made Yan Changyue open the car door. When Yan Changyue stretched one leg out of the car, he seemed to realize something, threw the collar in his hand up, and was about to throw it away, but then remembered that there was a busy city outside, so he caught it again.

This is a silent bomb. There is no ticking countdown sound, only the reminder tone ringing again in my mind.

"Loading failed."

Song Yi said: "It doesn't matter, this is a game, no one will die."

Although he said this, he was really nervous. He threw the collar in his hand up and caught it again. The dangerous metal object was swinging in the air. The dagger was placed on the central armrest. His juggling movements were smooth and flowing, but they had no effect on the bomb.

"Loading failed... Loading failed..."

His eyes gradually opened wider, and his behavior became more and more sluggish. Yan Changyue opened her lips, but finally did not jump out of the car. Instead, she turned around and moved closer, reaching out to him, as if to take the collar. However, he changed his action first, opened his mouth, and threw the collar towards himself. The moment his teeth bit the collar, the hard metal began to melt and flowed into his mouth along his lips and tongue like liquid.

"Derivatives are being recycled... Loading failed..."

"Derivatives recovered successfully... Loading failed..."